trying to get a feel for one of the villains' bosses.  Still, I LOL here at work on this one:

http://www-personal.umich.edu/~zenith/in-nomine/kobal-trial.html

SCENE: A courtroom. At one end sits Kobal, chained and still smiling. At the other, Asmodeus, frowning behind his briefcase.

Bailiff: [A shadow-winged figure clears his throat.] "This court ( Read more... )

  Nain feels the disturbance and it pulls her out of an otherwise beautiful meditation  Not entirely sure where Rina-el's apartment was in this sprawling city, she reaches for a map.

In a hallway she didn't remember having, she hears a familiar grandfatherly voice...Yves.  He is standing in the stacks of a library, flipping through a large book ( Read more... )

After the Corps leaves (see previous entry), Rina-el excuses herself from the restaurant to make an urgent phone call.
3 a.m. in Los Angeles, approximately four hours after the shootings in the cemetery

( transcript )

 
Seraphim Don’t Lie

(Mile Higher Club behind-the-scenes fiction, posts 217 through 277)

(edited, from ‘Dogs of War’ chat transcript)

‹Nain› Some would welcome a tangle with the Corps."

‹Ulysses› Like Gavin. Corat, we're going to go find this Gavin person.

‹Ulysses› *he pauses then smirks slightly at Corat*

‹Ulysses› And then Ryuki.

‹Rina-el› With all due ( Read more... )

He’d done the calculations, calibrated the synthesizer, double-checked the drawings and incantations, and as many times he checked it the only flaw he could see was the fact of the synthesizer.  It was technology, and while it explained why this feat had never been done before there was something dirty in his mind about using electronics to call ( Read more... )

(Would put it in IN LJ, but can't put it there privately.  Have to lock out the In Nomine players because this is a major plot point, but I want somebody to enjoy it!)

Part of understanding humanity is these hassles, and a feeling something-like-loneliness when you can’t get through. Sure, with your Role you have friends, but they’re different. They ( Read more... )

There’s an old story about the Song of Preservation being a thing of goodness and beauty, but it doesn’t start well.  It starts, in fact, with an Inquisitor.

He was an angel-of that the story is clear.  It is whispered that he worked directly for the nameless Angel of Death, but it is also said that he worked for Judgment, or Destiny, or ( Read more... )