cryptidjuice
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The training with Nightmare had been invigorating. The clash of their swords and the adrenaline rush Gabriel felt was exhilarating. He had been trained before but never by a demon. It made him feel a little uneasy but it was worth it. Gabriel caught his breath as they stopped. He nodded at Nightmare's words and followed him. He held the sword closet his hips, his thumb rubbing the snake's head absentmindedly. There was something deeply familiar about the sword, but Gabriel had yet to place it. He would unravel it's mystery later.
As they approached Sweet's room, Gabriel wrinkled his nose at the sickly sweet smell of sugar. He had grown up with minimal sugary cakes and confectionaries as a child. He would have something on his birthday yes, but he never developed a strong sweet tooth. He nodded his head in thanks to Nightmare before opening the door to Sweet's room. He coughed and covered his nose with a hand, the scent of the desserts almost overwhelming him.
Gabriel inhaled and exhaled shallowly, trying not to overwhelm his system. He followed Sweet's lead and slowly sat down on a beanbag chair. He leaned forwards as she detailed the geography of Dream City. The Edge... He'd have to see it. Gabriel nodded as she spoke. A house could be nice as well.
Gabriel looked up at her offer of a medallion. His hand flew up to his chest where his mother's ashes rested. Another necklace would be nothing but...
He slowly pulled the necklace with her urn on it out from behind his shirt. It was a golden wing.
"I want something to honor her." His voice was thick. "My guardian angel."
As they approached Sweet's room, Gabriel wrinkled his nose at the sickly sweet smell of sugar. He had grown up with minimal sugary cakes and confectionaries as a child. He would have something on his birthday yes, but he never developed a strong sweet tooth. He nodded his head in thanks to Nightmare before opening the door to Sweet's room. He coughed and covered his nose with a hand, the scent of the desserts almost overwhelming him.
Gabriel inhaled and exhaled shallowly, trying not to overwhelm his system. He followed Sweet's lead and slowly sat down on a beanbag chair. He leaned forwards as she detailed the geography of Dream City. The Edge... He'd have to see it. Gabriel nodded as she spoke. A house could be nice as well.
Gabriel looked up at her offer of a medallion. His hand flew up to his chest where his mother's ashes rested. Another necklace would be nothing but...
He slowly pulled the necklace with her urn on it out from behind his shirt. It was a golden wing.
"I want something to honor her." His voice was thick. "My guardian angel."