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[MODPLOT; WAR GAMES] STAGE 3

Jan 24, 2009 23:29

Although it seemed to drag on and on in the chaos and confusion, truthfully not much time passed between the Keepers' possession of the Warden -- only a few hours at most. Nearly as soon as the chaos within the compound had started, it ended, with the Warden falling lifelessly to the ground as if he were a marionette who's strings had just been cut ( Read more... )

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notamessiah January 25 2009, 05:56:46 UTC

It had been impossible to ignore the call of power the luminescent beings cast out into the earthly plane below them. Being cursed with immortality of soul and body, they could not harm her--unfortunate, she almost thought. For sometimes she wondered what life was like beyond eternity. And while she did not at all take kindly to being tossed into another prison by them, she refrained from attacking them. The angel was intent on discovering a weakness. And she could, if anyone was able to.

Currently she stood over the form of a fallen human, badly burned and in need of healing. Humans were so easily damaged, she thought, remembering her own days trapped in an endless cycle of death. Alexiel's face showed no emotion as indeed she felt none but curiosity.

mylunchlovesme January 25 2009, 21:58:35 UTC

Mosquiton didn't like fighting. It had always seemed such a waste to him that the fascinating mortal creatures he met seemed so intent on shortening their already short lives. On the other hand, he had no fear for his own safety, so now he was walking about to see what was going on.

"He looks a bit of a mess, doesn't he?" he commented idly to a bystander.

notamessiah January 26 2009, 01:26:10 UTC

Neither did she have any fear for her safety--the point was moot. She was cursed. Immortality of the soul and body were not reversible. While the wars had given her something to live for and aspire to, now it was just dull without Lucifel. The former angel had found a way to keep her interested in living--not in staying alive, of course but in the form of enjoying her freedom. Like the male at her side, she also loathed battle. Yet it was her forte.

She did not turn to look at him, but she could feel the power of his aura, and nodded her head. "Indeed. They are such fragile beings, humans." That was their charm. For all the world, she looked as one of them; the only signs of her race were her unnatural beauty and her wings--which were hidden. An exceptionally beautiful human female was the image she presented, though it would be clear she was more.

mylunchlovesme January 26 2009, 01:28:52 UTC

"They are," he agreed. "Though I'm not quite sure he's what you'd call human." He gave his companion a quizzical glance. Come to think of it, she didn't quite seem like a human, either. It wasn't something he could see at a glance, but she didn't smell edible, and he trusted his senses. It wasn't polite to pry into exactly what she was, though.

notamessiah January 26 2009, 02:09:44 UTC

"More human than some of the beings here." Such was quite obvious to point out. This male who lay injured on the ground did not bear as great a power as she did, or the beings in the sky. They reminded her of the Grigols, the angels without bodies. The lowest of the low. But they were more.

Alexiel's cobalt eyes gazed at the male beside her now, the look as empty as the woman herself was in this place. "His power is diminished at this time."

mylunchlovesme January 26 2009, 02:11:45 UTC

"He looks more than diminished, to me," said Mosquiton. "I could try to help, but... my power isn't well suited to healing. I'd probably end up hurting him more. Too bad."

notamessiah January 26 2009, 03:28:59 UTC

"And I do not interfere with the affairs of mortals." This was said quietly, with no inflection in her tone whatsoever. Her slender shoulders shrugged lightly, and she turned away from the fallen man.

"He will live. There is life yet in him."

mylunchlovesme January 26 2009, 03:31:59 UTC

Mosquiton shrugged a little. "I should learn to stay away from them, myself, but... It's a weakness, I suppose. I always wind up getting attached to them." He looked at the unfortunate Warden. "I'm glad he'll live."

notamessiah January 26 2009, 05:49:04 UTC

"They are fascinating creatures." Alexiel looked up to gaze at the sky, the cobalt eyes darkening ever so slightly. After being reincarnated as one for thousands of years, she had grown fond of them. At one time, she'd wanted nothing more than to become one. To have one, short life to cherish and enjoy, knowing that it had an expiry date attached. However, ever since her liberation from heaven and the defeat of God, she avoided meddling in their affairs.

"I am sure he is, as well."

mylunchlovesme January 27 2009, 00:28:55 UTC

"It's always the really interesting ones who get into trouble," Mosquiton observed. "Even his own kind turned on him... I can sympathize with that."

notamessiah January 28 2009, 04:37:12 UTC

Quietly, her monotone spoke: "As do I." Alexiel didn't spare the human-looking creature another glance. Healing others was not her forte. Slaughter was. Silence fell between she and the male speaking to her, and not once did she spare him a glance, either. Her cobalt eyes were busy watching the sky, narrowed.

"Fascinating auras."

mylunchlovesme January 29 2009, 01:41:29 UTC

"Hm?" Mosquiton inquired. Magic was tricky for him at the best of times; auras were right out of his experience.

notamessiah January 29 2009, 12:43:41 UTC

"They reek of power. But of ill-intent. Like God." Perhaps her statement seemed blasphemous, but it was true. By this point he was free to assume her the bride of the devil--that was in fact not far from the truth. Lucifel had claimed her as his woman, after all. Long ago, almost before time began.

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