Snow and Hearts

Hadrian took a breath, and dusted snow off his gloved hands, the young angel had taken to skiing well, he had good balance and reflexes from his training. His dusty white hair almost blended in with the snow, but his golden eyes showed bright in the sea of white. "Thank you Tiffany," he said, bowing to her and adjusting the skis on his feet.

"So..uh...," he glanced at her, "I was hoping we could talk a bit...about the girl I told you about." His face flushed a bit, "the one in her twenties that everyone seems to want me to stay away from." Standing, he stretched a bit, his muscles showing a little through his jacket, "she was nice...first girl to ever notice me."

His face remained flushed as he talked, both from the cold and from his own blushing. He felt conflicted, he was am angel, things like lust were considered wrong by many of his people, but he was still a teenager struggling with hormones. @Lucidity

"I'm not planning anything," he rubbed the back of his neck, taking a breath of the cold air, "we do tend to bump into each other a lot...and we sorta..cuddled while hanging out once." He pinched the bridge of his nose, remembering that incident, his sister had popped in and interrupted it.

"I remember some saying she just wanted to use me and...," he sighed a bit, his hands sorta grabbing onto his arms, "back home girls stayed away....I wasn't a real warrior like most wanted." He took a seat in the snow, "I'm an angel...back home I'd be punished for even talking about this, for even considering her a friend, for even thinking some of these things if they knew."

Picking up a bit of snow he rolled it in his hands, "my sister wants to protect me of everything including Kat." He crushed the snow ball between his hands, "this life, I'm told it's normal teenager stuff, crushes, attraction, back home a lot of that stuff just wasn't allowed."

Hadrian tilted his head at the questions, in all the arguments no one had bothered to ask him that. "I...I think I like her," he was5nt sure, dropping the snowball he dusted the gloves off, "from what I know she doesn't really date...she just you know..like I said." He took a breath, "but...maybe a part of me...wonders if at least dating whoever my first time is with...would be better." He didn't know a lot and it left him confused.

"As for the future...," he shrugged, "I'm immortal Tiffany, she isn't as far as I know." He looked at her, "it's odd looking at the future when you know you'll always be here...you know," standing, he stretched, "hundred years, thousand years, I'll still be alive. So...a future without her, or any mortal, is..inevitable." He sounded a little sad, at the idea of a future without his friends.

"There weren't any mortals back home, just immortal angels," he took a breath, "I mean...we can die under certain circumstances, but things like old age isn't something we have to worry about." He brushed his fingers through his hair, "now that I'm here...talking with mortals, being friends with mortals, makes me wonder if focusing on the now is more important than thinking of the future."

Hadrian listened quietly as she spoke, he heard every word, she was his friend so he wanted her opinion on it all. His head tilted in thought as she finished, considering her words carefully, his mind piecing it all together. "That does make sense," he gave her a small smile, "I just...never thought anyone would be interested in me at all, for dating or otherwise." The angel took a breath and stretched, "it was such a surprise when she popped up.

"You know...," he'd give her a smile "you're really smart and nice." He chuckled a little, "with all the people who told me to stay away from her, the arguments about it with my sister," he sighed a little, "no one once asked me what I wanted, they just told me what they thought, until you."

Quickly forming a snowball he'd throw it at her playfully, "thank you." He'd adjust his coat, "guess I owe you two dinners," he said jokingly, "and I could take you flying as thanks too." He never had friends before, so he very much appreciated them.

Hadrian's cheeks turned red as she called him handsome, not many people had complimented him before, "thank you." The young angel rubbed his cheeks, tried to hide the blushing, pass it off as the cold, but it'd be easy to tell, "so..uh...yeah flying is fun."

He chuckled and sprouted his wings to show to her, "it's hard to explain, it's like riding air, like how a ship rides the water." His wings stretched a bit, "higher up you go, smaller everything down here looks, it's unlike anything else." Removing his skis, he walked over to her, a small but slightly playful smile on his face.

"No," he said with a second chuckle, "I've never run into any birds, they know how to avoid running into any flyers," he tilted his head, "I mean...you never really hear of birds running into each other now do you." He stretched his wings in front of her, so she could take a closer look at one if she wanted.