Not a Star in Heaven

Jan 27, 2011 11:42

Date: June 1st, near sunset
Location: In the woods, behind the Manor
Status: Public -COMPLETE
Summary: Raphael fights a Hellbeast and wins. Part of the Riddle Plot

For some reason, I keep thinking of High School Musical’s, Breaking Free as I wrote this. Despite the violent nature of this post, it kinda fits.

Not a Star in Heaven )

michael (free), jarod, .closed, raphael, .riddle plot

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jarodrussel January 30 2011, 14:34:27 UTC
Jarod had been talking to the lady at the reception desk in the lobby when the storm broke. He ambled over to a window to watch the play of lighting against the sky. Kept underground by the centre for so long, with no window to look out, he still enjoyed watching weather paint its pretty patterns into the sky.

As the door burst open, he whirled.

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angelofawesome January 30 2011, 21:01:16 UTC
Michael had been in the rec room, lifting weights, when the little nagging feeling at the back of his mind sensed demon and he jerked up, nearly dropping the weights onto his chest.

There was a hellbeast on the property. Oh, like that was going to stand! He'd accepted he couldn't just go around smacking demons in the Manor, but no one said anything about ----

And just like that, the sense was gone again. Confused now, he left the room and headed toward the lobby, making it just to the top of the stairs as Raphael burst in the front door.

"Aw c'mon, not again," he muttered, having seen a bloodied Raphael too much lately for his own good. He shook his head and ran down the stairs to his little brother, only vaguely registering Failchrist nearby.

"Did you run into the hellbeast? Is it still out there? Are you okay? Let me see," he said soothingly, looking over his frazzled sibling.

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jarodrussel January 30 2011, 21:38:17 UTC
Jarod looked from one to the other. "A hellbeast?" he asked. "Like the one you told me about? Is it still there?"

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halosphere January 30 2011, 21:52:51 UTC
"No... It's... It's dead..." He shakily raked his hand through his wet clumps of hair, grimacing slightly at the realization of how he must appear. At least this time it was only his clothes that were a mess. And well, a small bald patch on his wing.

"It... It was searching for someone," Raphael finally managed to say, lightning cracking as if in response to his words.

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