(XD, yes, sing. No let's run into the no where *chases after you really really really slowly* I slow runner xD)

Tippy paled, "You can see it now? Did the curse of the door spread... wait, Blackout opened the door," He turned to look at Blackout, who was still chilling in the shadows, "He has the curse too... West, how long does Blackout have?"
West growled.
"Oh... only about a month.Tippy only needs to get healed once every year, your sure," Rin asked hugging Tippy, who sighed, "I have my own bird now! Is it a bird? Well it is now!"
Will was trying not to die, pushing away the weird feeling that made him want to hold Azrail close. He didn't like it, so he ignored it. He did sign, 'You can hold my hand if you want' before holding his hand out timidly.

(I fast! *zoom zoom* I like running - sometimes - and I used to do cross country and track with a team, but I'm not sure that's still going *confused noises*)

"I'm a Fayte. Not some bird. Though birds are cool. So yeah, I can be a bird." Destiny - er, Churrio - says, flapping her wings once or twice. Her dark eyes twinkled with intelligence as she views the group from her perch above them all.
Azrail smiles shyly and takes his hand before instantly releasing it and apologizing since his palms were sweaty. He tells himself he's a fool as he wipes his palms on his jeans.

(Hm. The palms of my hands are always sweaty, it doesn't matter what's happening, how cold it is or how I'm feeling; it comes from my dad's side of the family.)

(I slow... very slow. I... don't like running, I lazy. I once did running sport thingie but that looooong time ago. Glad you exercise)

"Fayte? Fate... fate bird," Rin said with a smile as Tippy sighed, "Churrio smart bird? Churrio my bird! Together we can find the four... well three now since we find West, creators and take magic away."
"Rin, you can't just say our plan out loud," Tippy said quietly.
"Oh... well that never hurt us," Rin said with a smile as he hugged Tippy, "Nothing ever hurts us! We are unstoppable! Except maybe Chilly, but he's dead... maybe?"
Will couldn't help but let out a small laugh as Azrail pulled his hand away, finding it cute. He gently grabbed Azrail's hands, holding them shyly. His where not sweaty, actually ice cold. That was the downside to his powers, he was always cold.

"Hmmm... All magic? If you'd take that away, it would mess your world up." Churrio caws, doing a handstand before jumping backwards and doing a flip, landing neatly on her actual talons. She tilts her head as she looks at Rin curiously, her eyes seeming to search his soul. She was smaller than him, but just.
Austyn gasps at Rin. "WHAT? No magic? That's... I wanted to learn magic. It seems cool! Why would you want to take it away? Riley wouldn't like it. And Azrail would be crushed. He likes healing and helping people."
Azrail steps a bit closer to Will, lacing their fingers together. He smiles at Will, his heart fluttering. Ah, this isn't good. Not allowed to like guys, nope. It would be going against his family's expectations. His face falls as he remembres this, though he doesn't let go of his hands.

"All magic," Rin says with a smile patting her head, "Well we came up with a better plan and it's going to work out so well when we compl-"
Tippy tapped Rin on the back and Rin went quiet. Tippy looked away from them all, staring at nothing, as if listening.
"Jade says that it's been six hundred and fifty eight years," Tippy says with another sigh, sitting down, "Wonder if Jesty is still around..."
"That little bugger? No, she must be dead by now," Rin says while admiring Churrio's feathers.
Will was smiling a bit as well, a rare sight. He felt icy butterflies flutter in his stomach, making him feel weirdly anxious. He found himself lost for words, not able to speak even if he wanted to. He remembered how his dad always told him to find a nice girl... but he had never been interested in girls. He hadn't told his dad, because last time he had opened up to him bad things had happened. He felt the thoughts get pushed away, much to his relief. He noticed Azrail's face fell and felt an odd twinge in his chest, he couldn't explain it.
"You... okay," He finally asked, not able to sign because he didn't want to pull his hands away.

Churrio liked being the center of attention and being able to talk.
(My mind: *sits for a moment, not being able to think of anything else unless I wanted to go into detail about the lives of Faytes and isn't really in the mood to do that, so continues to the next part*)

Azrail could talk if he really absolutely wanted to. Well, he used to be able to talk until his family died and all that crazy stuff, and his voice sort of just left him, so he isn't sure if he can talk. Hasn't tried. With a voice not being used for that long, it would take a while to get it warmed up again. So he just nodded, shrugged, and smiled.
To be honest, he wasn't sure what his family would think. He was a middle child and all his siblings were better at most anything. They should have made it, not Azrail. He was pretty sure they'd want him to find a girl, start a family, and be happy. But if he ended up being happy with a guy, would that change things?
Azrail! Look! I can juggle daggers! Austyn says cheerfully. Azrail turns to look at Austyn, not letting go of Wills hand just yet. Sure enough, Austyn was juggling daggers.
I told him it was a foolish idea. Riley says when Azrail gave him a look. Riley is standing far away from Austyn just in case he dropped one or tripped and it got tossed in his direction.
Azrail was more worried that Austyn would fall and accidentally stab himself or catch the dagger the wrong way or, or, or. Austyn was doing pretty well keeping control of the daggers until he did what Azrail feared and caught a dagger the wrong way. Austyn makes an eep noise and daggers go flying. Azrail apologizes to Will before running over to Austyn and quickly taking care of the situation.
Sorry. Austyn says, picking up the daggers that had fallen after Azrail had healed him.
Think before doing something like that again. Azrail signs before wincing as pain starts in his side. He looks down, void of all emotion, at the dagger protruding from his stomach. It took a few moments for what had happened to sink in. Apparently he had ran right into it without realizing it. He starts thinking about what would be the best thing to do. If he takes the dagger out, there could be a lot of blood. If he kept it in, it could get infected. Azrail was pretty sure there was currently no fire going hot enough or something cold enough to cauterize the wound, and Riley wouldn't like a fire anyways. Azrail wasnt sure he trusted himself to stitch himself up - he could do it for others, but to himself was a different matter.
Austyn didnt look too concerned, figuring Azrail could heal anyone including himself, so there was no reason to fear. "Can I have the dagger back?"
Azrail looks in his bag for needle and thread, planning on stitching himself up. He nods to Austyn and takes the dagger out of his side, hissing slightly when he does so.
"Thanks!" Austyn takes the dagger from Azrail and goes to clean it up before wanting to attempt it again.
(*silent wondering on why I allowed that to happen*)

(*Silent wonders why he doesn't just ask my boy Rin)

Will watched in shock, not saying anything. Silent, he was completely silent. He knew what was going to happen and it did, the daggers falling as Austyn messed up. He watched Azrail leave, pushing away the weird feeling that blossomed in his heart. He still didn't understand this feeling and it honestly scared him. He sighed, feeling himself getting pulled into the darkness again, metaphorically of course. That's where he mostly stayed, with his dark thoughts and desires. He didn't talk about his feeling, preferring to hide them deep inside. He longed to take a knife and watch himself bleed until finally his heart stopped. He hated the feeling and hated even more that his father would never listen. He wanted to but he couldn't. A twisted circle of mixed emotions. He was snapped out of his thought as he realized Azrail was hurt. He felt weirdly upset, enough that he actually ran over to check if he was okay. He could feel the cold creep in him without his permission, making him shiver. He placed his hand lightly on the sound, forcing the cold to his hand as he froze the wound. As soon as he was done he pulled away, looking away. He was even colder now, his own little curse. It didn't help get rid of the bad thoughts, how he should leave, how no one cared, how he should just die. He tried to push the thought away, 'How is that' he asked, shivering a bit from the cold, because he was always cold. He hoped Azrail was okay, though he didn't want to, getting attachments ended up with pain and... well bad emotions.
"Time is ticking. Shadows are fading. The cold is growing worse," Tippy said, bringing Will's attention away from his thoughts, "Curses... your cursed!"
Will jumped as Tippy pointed at him, looking away. No way was he cursed, he was fine. He just was cold, that was normal, he always was cold. His powers came from Chilly, so that couldn't be a curse.
"Right! We need to find the others! Wait... why is war coming? Is it because of the last person in the gate. We don't talk about her, she's always grumpy," Rin said happily taking the daggers away from Austyn so he wouldn't hurt himself again, "If there is war we can activate the pillars of peace! Oh, can we? It's always so fun to do!"

Azrail shivers slightly at Will's cold touch. He thanked him, like any good person would. When Will pulls away, Azrail feels a tiny bit sad before realizing that he had pulled away from Will before and he felt extra bad. He thanks Will. Upon noticing Will shiver, he tries to warm him up with a hug before remembering Will doesn't like hugs so he stopped.
"Isn't that a little repetative?" Austyn asks, "The whole 'curses your cursed' thing?" He halfheartedly tries to get the daggers back.

Will nods at the thanks, used to helping people out. He yelped a bit in surprise when he got hugged, but didn't protest. He was a bit upset when Azrail pulled away, but couldn't figure out how to put his feelings into words.
"Tippy's weird. He says weird things. I think we should worry about the problem at hand," Rin says not giving them back to Austyn, "What we should worry about is this war. We where trying to stop war... guess we failed."

"I'm weird too. The war could be because one kingdom wants magic and the other wants to ban it. You could have actually stopped that war, but another one started because of something else. Or maybe you just set it back. Somethings have to happen." Austyn says helpfully, managing to keep a conversation going at the same time as trying to get the daggers back.
Azrail was pretty sure he knew what he was feeling, but was a tiny bit suprised since he hadn't felt it before and had been sure he wouldn't ever feel it. He offers Will his hand instead, not caring if he was unnaturally cold.