Based in Sword and Cross soon after Luce arrived.

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Arriane stood on the bleachers of sword and cross. Her wings itching to be free in the open sky. Luce had just chopped her hair, leaving the scar on the back of her neck visible. Her weakness visible. She shook her head. It was done. She felt the unfamiliar breeze on the scar. She hated it.

She sat down deep in thought.

A warmth fell next to her making her jump.

'Roland' she nodded at his presence.

'Arri,' He ran his fingers through his dreeds swiftly. 'Who died then?' He said sarcastically nodding to her hair.

'Very funny but least I can work every look, unlike some.' she retorted smuggly.

He tried to look hurt but a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. 'If you want me just say, just like you want my badass wings innit spunk.' He jerked his thumb behind him while she flipped him off.

'Why would I want gold like you when mine are pure and can be multicoloured!' She said happily.

He sat a little straighter 'is that right?' He muttered before questioning 'Where's your hair then spunk?'

She turned away. Did it look that bad?

'See your scars still there spunk.'

Did he always have to call her that?

But Arri replied excitedly 'Yesss! For the whole world to see hun.' She was spending way to much time with Gabbe.

He rose his eyebrow questioningly at her similarity to Gabbe.

'I like it' Roland announced.

She turned a little. 'You like it?' She repeated wondering whether he was being serious. He nodded and put his tanned hand through what was left of the brown curls.

He moved his hand steadily over the scar laughing to himself over the way Arriane shivered at his touch.

'Luce cut it.' She spoke slowly waiting for his reaction.

He turned her head towards his as he leaned in pulling her legs over his with one arm while the other lingered over her scar.

He kissed her with passion that sent shivers down her back. Roland bit her lip begging for entrance to explore her mouth. She wasn't going to deny her mouth to him. Or anything else actually. She move one leg around so they spread and wrapped around his hips as she sat on his. Her arms over his heart feeling it beat rapidly while their tongues intertwined.

His arms made his way up her shirt. His cold hands touching the warm bare skin of every curve of her body.

She tugged at the end of his shirt now wanting to explore him more. He helped her take it off, pulling it over his head with one arm as the other one still explored her. Arriane smiled in the kiss and moaned softly as he run his hands over the scars of her wings.

He moved his lips from her mouth and kissed her jaw. Neck. Collar bone. He dug his teeth in there making Arriane moan louder.

'Ro..' She uttered weaving her hands into his hair as she arched her back giving herself to him at her will.

'ARRI! ARRIANE HUN!' Gabbe called from the edge of the field but towards the two angels. Obviously not noticing them yet. She pushed Roland off doing up her top quickly before placing a firm kiss on Roland's lips.

'We will continue this later.' she muttered seductively on his lips. She moved back licking her lips as they curved into a smirk.

She strode off the bleachers moving her arse back and forth with a hand on her hip and the other swinging next to her.

He bit his bottom lip sexually. Watching her strut with lazy eyes. He wolf-whistled at her making her turn. She moved her hand up to her mouth flipping him off while putting it to her lips to tell him to be quiet.

Gabbe saw Arri talking fast to her as she took her arm and turned them around to head towards the school. Arriane still strut until she was out of his sight.