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 Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 9:56 am
Arella rose slowly from her seat. Her face was expressionless as she turned to face the council. She cleared her throat with authority. Some of the angels chattered softly after the news had been deliverd. "So." She asked to the angels. "How are we going to fix this mess?" Her soft eyes scanned the room, watching as they turned away from her gaze. "Something has to be done... We cannot just sit here like a bunch of cowards. We need a stategy." She said flatly and leaned forward with her hands on the table.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 10:14 am
"There are ways to do it..." Elysia muttered, still not looking up, "But...many of them would use means that are far from angelic, so to speak. I suppose it depends on what your standards are..."
She closed her eyes thoughtfully. They would have to be careful. The last thing they needed was for the humans to find out that angels were behind what was about to happen. The Goddess certainly wouldn't be pleased if they all turned against her, and it would be likely that they would all be tossed out of heaven for it if that happened.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:53 am
Arella's eyebrows came together softly, a frown spread across her face. She carefully massaged her temples. Then refocused she looked out over the angels. "I'm waiting... Elysia... This is your doing, so it only seems fair you come up with how to fix this awful mess you've put us all in." She frowned again but with less intensity. She sat back down in her chair and leaned forward her hands folded beneath her chin.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 12:07 pm
Narah half leaned in her chair, pretending to be bored. She was half listening, while the rest of her attention was being taken by a strand of her hair. She softly smiled. "I think this will all work out. All we have to do is make Elysia do all of the work" Narah was really joking, although she did like the thought of not doing anything. She sighed and her eyes dimmed, waiting for someone else to give their opinion.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 2:11 pm
Elysia sent Narah Arella a hateful glare, and clenched her jaw, but tried to calmly explain what must be done, though her voice came out taught and cold, "We can re-create them," she extended her hand in front of her and the air above it crystalized into a star-like shape, "But I'll need some help embedding them with the necessary essences. I suppose a good place to start is to decide which one or ones we're going to do first."
She finally sat back down, folding her hands neatly on her lap. She breathed deeply, trying to soothe herself without making a big deal out of it. She didn't like the fact that this was all her fault to be brought up. It made her feel sick to be honest, and she dare not let the others see it as a potential weakness.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 2:26 pm
Milena was sitting up-right in her chair with while she transcribed the meeting into a blank book she had rested upon table. He lips were drawn as she patently listened to Elysia. A small smile spread across her fair face when she percieved an entrance into the discussion.
"Excelent idea, Elysia," she said, adjusting her glasses. In one quick motion she flipped to a new page, entitling it Meteor Stone Priority. She wrote in elegant scroll the number one followed by a period.
"I suggest Love be first, for that emotion I have found in the Histories, if not propertly cheaked, can run rampant. Second I believe should be War, as love and war are oft' intertwined. Third would most wisely be Peace, obviously. After that I, in my mind, the Priority becomes a bit hazey."
Milena looked at the other angels over the rim of her glasses, her pen ready to transcribe what would follow.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 2:33 pm
"R-Recreate them? ALL of them?? You can't be serious. So my worrrrrk." Narah complained, even though it sounded like something fun to do.
She regathered herself. She faced Milena. "You think it'll be so easy?" Narah adored the human world. For her to have to see certain destruction for some to be made... Even though that was all she knew.
"Stupid Cherub.." She mumbled under her breath, half looking at the two at the end of the room, still eavesdropping.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 2:38 pm
"Yes all of them," Elysia sighed at Narah's complaint before going back to business, "Maybe Fear should be after that. In order to create the War Meter Stone, we either need to kill a large number of humans, or get them to kill each other. Either way, it will likely stir troubled feelings in their hearts, and we may need to keep an eye on that while we create the other stones."
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 3:38 pm
"Alright," Milena said as she wrote in her beautiful hand writing the order of Stones to be delt with.
"No offence, Narah," Milena said to the Angel of Nature, "But I think it would be best if we left the elements to last." She didn't say it alloud, but Milena thought that humans were much harder to control than nature.
"But in the way of deciding what should come fourth, perhaps dishonesty, since there is much more of that in the world that honesty; then greed, followed by charity and honesty. And lastely nature." She pushed her glasses farther up on her nose.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 5:10 pm
Elysia grinned slightly, "Sounds like a good plan so far. Any objections or further comments?" she glanced around at the others. If need be, they could always change it later. Nothing was set in stone yet, but a basic idea was always helpful. Really, Elysia just wanted to get this all over with so that she could forget it ever happened and move on with her immortal life.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 6:16 pm
Arella just sighed from her place. "This is going to be quite the experience." She said softly as she rose. "So it's settled... We will aid Elysia in fixing her..." She paused for a moment trying to find the right word. "Mistake and then carry on with our lives. We need not concern the Goddess." She frowned slightly. "Now we should begin. Before too much chaos happens." She rose from her seat and glanced around the table. Motioning for them all to go get prepared.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 6:48 pm
"Yeahhh, fine." Narah glanced at the other elemental spirits. Their faces were serious. "Man, you're all sticks." Narah crossed her legs. "When are we actually going to start? I say pretty darn soon..." She was truly eager to get back to the human world. Heaven wasn't earthy enough. Even though the gardens were pretty...
Narah already noticed her mind starting to wander.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 8:30 pm
Elysia flinched visibly at the word "mistake" and glowered at Arella as threads of crystal spun around her briefly before disappearing. She looked away, trying to calm herself, and for once actually holding her tongue. She then proceeded to make the remaining star-like crystals that would later become the Meter Stones and gently place them in individual velvety bags so that they wouldn't absorb anything until she took them out.
"Well, I'm ready," she stated, once finished, stretching her wings, "It's been awhile since I flew all the way to earth," she mused absently, stroking her feathers with care.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 10:12 pm
Narah chuckled. "It's not hard. Well, flying is.. for me. But earth hasn't changed much in the 200 years that you haven't been there." Narah went to Earth all of the time. "I still can't believe that ___ isn't here yet. What the heck is ___ doing now, of all times.."
((I'm referring to a member who hasn't joined xDD i'll fill in when someone comes.))
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