Iofiel is not my OC. I have permission to use her from a friend :D This is Cel showing her classic cheeky side. Feel free to review.
Nothing was more boring than having to sit and watch Iofiel and Uncle Gabe practice combat with their pristine angel blades. Every now again they would perform an awesome move that I made note of. A backflip or something like that. But the rest was just a blur and detached dialogue.
"Did you see how I landed Cel? Cel, Cel. Ugh Celeste," Iofiel used my full name, she only did this when she demanded my attention (in other words I had crossed the strict line of her patience).
"What?" I snapped, annoyed that my daydreaming had been rudely interrupted.
"You haven't been paying attention at all," Iofiel slightly pouted.
She hated it when I didn't listen to her fighting lectures.
Rolling my eyes I said,
"I have been. Sort of. Come on I can hold my own in a fight, I don't need tuition from you two," I whined as I slumped on the bench.
"Alright then. Prove it," Gabriel stated seriously.
Standing up I conjured an angel blade and squared up to him. Finally some action. Sprinting forward I disappeared. Gabe carefully looked around, trying to sense where I was. Luckily for me my speed allowed me to tackle him from the side before he had a chance to retaliate. Smirking as I sat on top of his chest I grinned as he rolled his eyes.
"Damn it, you win."
Nodding my head cockily I went to stand up and dodged Iofiel's attempt to tackle me. She ended up crushing Gabriel under her pale lilac tipped wings. Giggling I cheekily said,
"Maybe you should pay attention to me next time, Ofi,".
She opened her mouth to respond but I was already gone.
"I hate that kid sometimes," Iofiel muttered as her brother nodded in agreement before adding,
"Sis. Would you mind giving the oxygen back to my lungs? I can't feel my spine."
Huffing Ofi stood up and crossed her arms as my laugh echoed around the area that was surrounded by giant oaks. They would think twice before benching me again.