RP for covencrackers
[Set after this]
Loki was halfway across Russia when they finally caught up with him. Four of them, each trying to drag him back to Heaven for his punishment. He didn't make a sound as he struggled against them, swiping and crashing his wings into them mid-air. But four was too many to fight off at once, and they overpowered him after a while, knocking him out and flying him less than gently back Home.
He came to on the cold, hard floor, the punishment cells of their paradise looking something more like Hell. He's seen similiar there, anyway. He'd been here before, delivering his kin for their own punishment, and now, by some cosmic mistake, he was thrown before Jeremiel, wings clipped and useless. There was no escape from here until they were finished with him and he knew that.
Loki was halfway across Russia when they finally caught up with him. Four of them, each trying to drag him back to Heaven for his punishment. He didn't make a sound as he struggled against them, swiping and crashing his wings into them mid-air. But four was too many to fight off at once, and they overpowered him after a while, knocking him out and flying him less than gently back Home.
He came to on the cold, hard floor, the punishment cells of their paradise looking something more like Hell. He's seen similiar there, anyway. He'd been here before, delivering his kin for their own punishment, and now, by some cosmic mistake, he was thrown before Jeremiel, wings clipped and useless. There was no escape from here until they were finished with him and he knew that.