Angel and a Devil on My Shoulder|~Open~

[URIEL ELDRICH]

The body is, as put by Stephanie Kallos in ‘Sing Them Home,’ as follows:
“that cramped one seater with its structural flaws and piss-poor mileage, its failures and betrayals, its worn, nonfunctioning, irreplaceable parts.”

Uriel closed the book with a sharp thp. He growled slightly. Stupid book, talking about what the dead want. He leaned back on his branch, crossing his white-garbed legs. Not the smartest idea for a guy who has horrible balance and is sitting in a relatively thin limbed tree. He fell, hard on his left shoulder. A puff of soil and sand contrasted his downward motion, as he fell to the edge of the battle arena. His dove, Shiroi, comes to a rest on the fallen boy. At the prospect of seeing people down in the arena, Uriel went into his ‘Angel’ act. ‘Devil’ receded to the back of his mind.
Owww… Angel thought.
Shut up, Devil barked in the back of Uriel’s mind. Uriel rested, watching the other two ‘hims’ argue. He popped a kernel of mental popcorn into his mouth. Angel ended the argument with a sudden cold shoulder act at the sound of footsteps. He turned, to see a figure across the arena. He couldn’t tell if it was male or female, but he called over to it.
“Hey!” he called, waving.

[HAYLEY DEMON]

Hayley decided to take a break from sitting in her emo corner and take a walk outside. The dead pressed around her, snickering and annoying her with their continuous murmuring.

She could see Uriel reading the book and snickered as he fell out of the tree. She walked over, "Gee, you have awesome balance." She taunted.

Hayley folded her arms, a cruel and amused smile on her face. Her dark green eyes gleamed from under her floppy purple hat.
She was wearing a short skull and crossbones dress, and ripped black leggings. A bloody pattern was printed on her Converse. Her hair was in a high ponytail, curving down her shoulder.

Hayley didn't offer a hand to help him up, nor did she express any act of concern. All she did was stare coldly down at him with foresty green irises.

Her smile was almost evil, as Hayley's personality was some kind of twisted evil.

[URIEL ELDRICH]

Uriel(as Angel) cast his gray eyes on the girl who began laughing at him.
She's cute, Devil muttered mentally.
Is that all you think about when you see girls? the true Uriel asked the darker version of himself.
I agree with Uriel here, girls aren't objects for your affections, plus... Angel trailed off, She's not... my type.
Can we even have different types? We're all the same person, Devil asked, annoyed at the teasing.
You're the Bad Boy, so you like the darker of heart like you, I'm the good boy so I'll like more innocent girls, and Uriel...I don't know about Uriel Angel explained.
Then it hit Uriel that they were ignoring the speaker, and he thrust Angel forward to speak to her.
"No, I suppose my balance is not the best. I do apologize if I disturbed you," Angel smoothly covered.

[HAYLEY DEMON]

Hayley almost laughed at the boy's response.

"No, I suppose my balance is not the best. I do apologize if I disturbed you."

"Disturbed me? Gods, I thought you'd be emo. Looks like I wasted my time coming over here. Wasted a few valuble seconds."

But Hayley was curious about this kid. He seemed like he was having mental arguments. Hayley smiled deviously.

She loved torturing people. She guessed that was from her father. She would hang out by the Fields of Punishment and laugh at the souls being punished. But, then there were the ghosts that haunted her.

They would murmur in her ears, float around invisibly among everybody around her and ask questions. It was most irritating.

[URIEL ELDRICH]

"Would you rather meet the darker me?" Angel asked innocently.
Oh no, I'm not talking to her, Devil protested.
No, he's not. You're the social person here, Angel. Not me, not Devil. You gotta speak to her. Uriel backed the darker persona.
Okay, okay, fine. Angel caved.
"It seems the darker me is being antisocial today, I'm sorry for offering something I cannot give." Angel smiled at the emo girl.
What did you just say? Devil protested.
It's true, Devil, you're an anti-socialite. Angel countered.
Gotta agree with Angel on this one, Devil. Uriel smiled mentally.
You guys are always like that. I'd think you were in love with each other if I couldn't read both you're minds. Devil yowled, withdrawing into the depths of their shared mental state.
Uriel's body yawned idly, waiting for the girl's response.