Eh, random stuff.
Michael finished helping a few soldiers survive in a battle who prayed for guidance and were good people. He did this sort of thing often. The humans were always fighting somewhere in the world, and both sides were always praying for safety. He sat on some debri, and that's when he noticed he was being followed.
Raphael walked toward him, upsidown. He disregarded the fact that there was a small chance that a human might see him. How Raphael walked upsidown in midair wasn't so much of a question that bothered Michael as to why. Why the hell was he doing it? "Raphael. Why are you following me?"
"I have nothing else to do, and you're my most common patient." So matter of factly. "Why are you upsidown??" Michael just had to ask. Raphael, without a single change of emotion in his face, stared at Michael. "It's a new perspective. Isn't that obvious?"
So, Raphael had boredom? Or was he only pretending so he wouldn't seem so strange? Perhaps he found some logic behind acting as if he had emotions.
As soon as Zale left that room, he sat on the floor in the hallway. His head was spinning, and he wasn't sure what he should do next. "Maybe I should kill myself and save my family the trouble", he thought to himself. He never was serious when he thought it, and it amused him to no end that there were personalities weak enough to kill themselves. As weak as his family made him out to be, he still had weaker to look down upon. Not that he really would look down on them.
(I felt like playing Raphael. XD Also, look at my icon. You must love it. Lookit how cute he is. X3)
Raphael walked toward him, upsidown. He disregarded the fact that there was a small chance that a human might see him. How Raphael walked upsidown in midair wasn't so much of a question that bothered Michael as to why. Why the hell was he doing it? "Raphael. Why are you following me?"
"I have nothing else to do, and you're my most common patient." So matter of factly. "Why are you upsidown??" Michael just had to ask. Raphael, without a single change of emotion in his face, stared at Michael. "It's a new perspective. Isn't that obvious?"
So, Raphael had boredom? Or was he only pretending so he wouldn't seem so strange? Perhaps he found some logic behind acting as if he had emotions.
As soon as Zale left that room, he sat on the floor in the hallway. His head was spinning, and he wasn't sure what he should do next. "Maybe I should kill myself and save my family the trouble", he thought to himself. He never was serious when he thought it, and it amused him to no end that there were personalities weak enough to kill themselves. As weak as his family made him out to be, he still had weaker to look down upon. Not that he really would look down on them.
(I felt like playing Raphael. XD Also, look at my icon. You must love it. Lookit how cute he is. X3)