The Ultimate 1x1 Group!!! discussion

*meep* well here it is!

Name: Sawyer Woodfield-Scott
Age: 25
Born in: Montana
Appearance:

Name: Ezra
age: has lived too many years to count
appearance: http://collegecandy.files.wordpress.c...
(Many deep battle scars)

Bio: He rarely visits Earth but when he does there tends to be some war of some kind going on. Hundreds of years ago he fell in love with a woman who was on the battlefield, she had taken the place of her father, it resulted in her death. He vowed to never fall in love with a mortal again.

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Sawyer stood at the door to their barracks, the butt of her sniper rifle on the ground as she worked on cleaning the sight. It was a crisp April morning, so early not even the slightest shred of light had dared to touch the dark horizon. She glanced up as Corporal Martinez walked from his barracks opposite hers. "Morning Scott. Heard from the Russians yet?" he glanced in the direction the sun would rise as she half- smiled. "No sir. I-" then suddenly the world exploded. Martinez was gone and earth around her flew up as men came rushing out, scrambling to get dressed as she picked up a semi-automatic.

Ezra was laying down staring up at the ceiling in pure boredom, then started to get dressed for the bloodshed that was about to come, he could sense it in the air. Ezra grabbed his AK47. Wars used to be much better before they created guns, he preferred old fashioned sword fights verses dropping a nuclear bomb somewhere. It made things too easy. Ezra did not flinch as men that survived the explosion screamed in pure agony, most losing their limbs.

Sawyer called for a medic and saw to it that each man was attended to then ran threw the smoke, her weapon raised and her helmet left behind in her rush as she motioned to the rest of the special forces platoon. Fifteen men, counting her, advanced through the black morning down the city streets of what used to be San Diego. The dust from the explosions drifted in through the buildings to create a ghastly setting. Then it rang out. Shots fired. They gathered to advance upon the overpass, hearing men shout Russian as suddenly fifty in number emerged out of shadow before them.

Ezra was right behind her thinking how stupid it was for her of all people to not be wearing a helmet. He pulled the trigger of his gun killing several of the men and then slammed the girl Sawyer up against a crumbling brick wall as a bullet whizzed by almost piercing her gear and then he continued on.

She grunted and cried out, cursing at the soldier as she got up and continued to cut a path through crumbled corners of buildings and long abandoned cars, easily taking down a man with each shot, wasting no bullets. Yet slowly the fifteen men dwindled to five, then three. "Collins!" she called to the man across the way from her, screaming to be heard over the gunfire. "Don't you die on me!" she joked before picking off a few more, though she swore it seemed pointless.

Ezra glanced around, shooting as many of them as was angelically possible with the gun, knowing he could not protect her if they kept going the direction she was taking them. "Go down into the sewer!" he yelled at them over all of the gunfire. Ezra threw a smoke bomb up ahead so the enemy could not see what exactly was happening and he pulled up a manhole cover. "Quickly!"

She gritted her teeth and obeyed, motioning for Collins to follow as she dropped down into the storm sewer, switching to night vision as she sighted ahead of her and moved quickly down the tunnel. Once a safe distance, she stopped and turned to the tall, muscular man in the dark. "Who in hell are you?" She spat.

Ezra dropped down after them sliding the cover back in place. As he followed them down the tunnel he tried to listen out for what was going on up above. He raised an eye brow at her as she spoke. "The names Ezra, we should keep moving, unless you want us all dead that is" he said. he guessed that after they didn't find the last three bodies they would quickly flood the sewer with men as this was the only likely escape route

She growled and muttered something under her breath but obeyed, and they continued on for god knows how long. Then she insisted on surfacing, and they were with in a few blocks of their compound. She sighed in relief as PVC Collins jogged on ahead, yet she scanned the area, and, upon deeming it safe, walked alongside Ezra. "So where are you from?"

Ezra had to hold back a chuckle at her growl. this human was quite interesting.s "I was born near the coast of New Hampshire" he lied smoothly "and where are you from?" he asked. This was the first human girl he had talked to... since... well since her. It was quite strange since the world had changed so much since the last time he had visited. it was sad to see human society fall back so much but that's how it was supposed to happen

She busied herself with unloading her rifle and trying to fix a jam as she sighed and walked evenly with him, though he was much taller. "Montana. I have a ranch there" she breathed, finally reloading the weapon and smiling as the cartridge clicked, brushing her hair away from her face.

Ezra slid his helmet off glad to finally get the thing off his head. it felt like being trapped in there. As they walked he watched her fix and reload her weapon. "what is it like in Montana?" he asked curious as he had never been in that portion of the United States before.

She thought a second and glanced up, admiring his body, his eyes and his perfect hair. "Cold in winter. Perfect in summer. Lush. Green. Opposite of this fucking place" she kicked at the crumbled brick they were walking across. "This is hell"

'if only she knew how hell really was'he thought to himself and shook his head slightly. "Sounds like a great place, sounds quite like new Hampshire" he said. the only reason he knew was because of his visit for the revolutionary war. he had skipped the civil war so that was really the last war he enjoyed before everything was really updated. Ezra glanced over at her face to catch her looking at him and a smile hinted on his lips

She looked down and her smile faded as she but into her lip, her body relaxing as she walked on ahead of him, glancing around at the crumbling buildings and sighing, one hand in her back pocket as the other ran through her hair. She knew she shouldn't be doing throw. It was wartime. But she continued on

he shook his head slightly as she continued ahead "where are you going?" he asked as he continued to follow, no idea what she was up to.

"I'm just taking the long way back to camp for a perimeter check" she called over her shoulder with a smile as she turned to face him and walked backwards. "I-" a man in heavy tactical gear lunged from behind a corner and grabbed her by the neck, taking shelter behind her as she faced Ezra. The man pressed his weapon into her temple as she winced and the man smiled with dirty and decaying teeth. "We need information" he smiled in heavy Russian accent.

Ezra was about to yell out to warn her but it was already too late. his weapon pointed at the Russian man holding her but there were more nearby. he couldn't think of any way to get out of this situation without exposing himself as to what he was "What do you want to know?!" he said writing his teeth together every muscle in his body tense his wings wanting to rip through his protective gear, not staying furled up tightly against his back.

Sawyer squirmed in the man's arms as she screamed, and his hand covered her mouth as her panicked and furious eyes landed on Ezra. "The locations of the missiles" he grinned as he cocked the trigger, and as he requested this Sawyer cried out and shook her head.

Ezra made a split decision as the man barely began to cock his gun Ezra's wings tore through what he was wearing as he ran At them, faster than any human, he ripped her from his arms, knocking the gun out of his hand. Ezra kicked the man hard in the mouth probably breaking off most of his rotten teeth. "there's more!" he yelled at her and cursed

She picked up her weapon and fumbled to raise it, her eyes on him as she stated up before turning and firing, each shot blasting f through the head of one of the men until they were gone and she dropped her gun and stared at him in disbelief.

Ezra quickly glanced around to name sure they were all gone and felt very uncomfortable under her gaze. he furled his wings back up against his back. "what?" he said running a hang through his hair nervously. god he was going to be punished for this.

"You... You're..." She closed the distance between them and laid a hand on his arm. "Can I...touch them? You wings?" She whispered, suddenly drawn by some immeasurable force to the angel, sure she was about to wake up

Ezra shivers a little at her touch not used to this kind of contact. "Umm.... yeah... sure..." he said slowly letting his wings back out, his eyes not meeting hers. what had come over him? he shouldn't have done this. she was just a human. there were humans all over the place after all...' but shes special.' he defended his actions in his mind.

She ran her hands down his feathered wings, suprised by their strength as she stroked them, looking up into his eyes. She couldn't explain how she felt right now, but knew it felt right.

Ezra bit his lip hard as she touched his wing. He felt so vulnerable under hre gaze. This feeling had never come over him before, this was something humans felt, not him. he met her eyes

She became distracted and watched as she ran her hands down the length of his wings. "Ezra" she breathed, just to hear his name, hoping he couldn't tell how fast her heart was beating.

Ezra meh her study his wings fir a few moments listening to her fast heart beat. moments later he stepped back away from her. "we need to keep moving, more will come" he said. what was he going to do?

She sighed and nodded, stepping back and giving him a lingering glance before continuing on up ahead.

after awhile of walking he frowned "they are catching up to us" he said with a frown. he had already broken many rules, already interfered with her life too much, but this was the only way. "Come here" he said gesturing her over.

She frowned bi closed the distance between them, looking up to him and swallowing. "What?" She questioned

Ezra glanced around then without warning swooped her up into his arms knowing this was the only safe way out. He took off with a running start and propelled himself into the air moving his wings to push them up into the sky. the air blew his hair back and he glanced down at her, preying she wouldn't go into shock. he made sure not to to too high so her breathing wouldn't be affected.

She screamed, yet it ended in an uproaring squeal of suprise and joy, bubbling into laughter as she held on tightly to his strong neck, clinging to him.

he laughed "don't worry, I got you" he said holding her tighter to his chest so she didn't feel like she might fall. "different isn't it?"

"Yeah" she chuckled, pressing her head to his muscular chest as she sighed and reveled into the feel if the chilling wind on her face, her hands against his abdomen.

he smiled down at her wanting to forget the rules, just do what he wanted. it was happening again and he knew it. there was a pull between them in the first place. he should have stayed his distance. it was too late now. after they had traveled away from the city he slowly descended from the sky landing upon a grassy hill. he slowly put her down onto her feet

She sighed as he did so, half in disappointment that she had to let go of him. She stood and reached out to touch the grass, which was so long and unkept it waved like a sea in the wind. "Where are we" she breathed, unable to see the city.

he smiled down at her wanting to forget the rules, just do what he wanted. it was happening again and he knew it. there was a pull between them in the first place. he should have stayed his distance. it was too late now. after they had traveled away from the city he slowly descended from the sky landing upon a grassy hill. he slowly put her down onto her feet

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"Well I'm not really sure, away from any form of danger" he said studying their surroundings. everything was so beautiful, natural, untouched by human hands. "isn't it beautiful? he asked looking at her and letting his hands graze the tips of the tall grass

((sorry I'm in school and my phone was messing up))

"Flawless" she smiled, looking up and watching him as she breathed.

"what are you thinking?" he asks wondering what she thought of something like him. a person with wings, not exactly something that fits Into the every day life of a human

"I..." She trailed off and lay down in the grass, breathing in the scent and sighing. "I'm wondering how my home looks"

Ezra hesitated before he sat down next to her and looked down over her sliding his fingers lightly over her hand. "when was the last time you were home?" he asked quietly his eyes on hers

She shivered when he touched her. He seemed so warm. And bright. Like he was a summer day, as opposed to the cool spring morning. "Nearly three years" she sighed as she closed her eyes.

Ezra frowned wanting to make her happy any way he possibly could. "I could take you there" he said quietly his eyes not leaving her face. she was quite beautiful to him, especially for a human. he let his finger trail all the way up past her elbow then slowly down again