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 Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:38 pm
Nathan could not help but smile all throughout the walk, thinking back on the past. He had never even given that a thought, had just been content with what he had been doing. This was entirely alien to him, and it was all he could do to not walk behind Lucifer as he had God on so many occasions. He hardly noticed their surroundings, eventually letting himself float over the ground. He didn't necassarily need wings after all it seems, and thus he was suprissed when such an odd question asked on whether he missed his wings or not. His eyes narrowed before they went back to normal," Miss what dear brother?" He asked with all honesty, cocking his head to the side slowly and arching an eyebrow as he lowered himself back to the ground. Why was Lucifer speaking so frankly to him? Was he not angry at Nathaniel for stopping his many attempts at escape? It puzzled yet gladened him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:46 pm
::She smiles maliciously.:: I always like a challenge. Try it little one, your toys are nothing to me. ::As in the middle of one of the teleports she reappears near one of the conjured ones as a red mist. She "flies" around him and then moves onto another, leaving behind gashes in his skin as if she had cut him with her own blades. While Veronica is doing this, the young boy feels a slight knocking in the back of his mind, the question being, is Sherrie strong enough to break through to him.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:00 pm
Nathaniel_Graves "Miss what dear brother?" He asked with all honesty, cocking his head to the side slowly and arching an eyebrow as he lowered himself back to the ground. Why was Lucifer speaking so frankly to him? Was he not angry at Nathaniel for stopping his many attempts at escape? It puzzled yet gladened him. ::Lucifer found himself drawn to touch the burned stub which once was a wing. He meant nothing by it, it was just that Nathaniel was the first of the newer fallen he had ever seen experience such torture at Heavens Hands.:: Your wings...::His head cocked to the side as his hand slid up slightly, just a finger touching the burned scar on Nathaniels neck.:: ...Your Halo...::It had just been so long since he had, been graced by either. And by his own choice. He made his curious thoughts vocal.:: ...its been so long. Sometimes I actually think I miss it, soaring through the sky, my mace bringing mornings light...the feeling of His presence...then I remember what he did and the vacancy within me is filled with rage.::His hand slid back by his side as his red orb found its way into his hand, and he clenched it his hand quivering with said rage for just a moment before he looked back to Nathaniel.:: I can give you something new, if it would help. I want nothin more than my brother to feel at home. He comes at a time most...opportune.--2 Days Earlier-- ::Their reactions were most strange. One would take a wound and writhe in pain, whilst another moved in, and it seemed for a moment their only focus was the act of moving closer...and closer. They were more than illusions each dripped rich crimson blood, and seemed to love the pain as much as they were hurt by it. Some even let out a cry of pure pleasure as they were cut. And then came the knock. And like the strangest of horror movies, as she knocked, the door swung wide open. And inside, nothing was secret. She was greeted by....nothing. It was as if his mind was hallow and devoid of thought...except the chant, the chant from earlier echoed in the darkness seemingly echoing from a door or open window far far in the distance. She was treated with the vision of a mansion or manor at deep midnight, completely empty yet fully furnished. Cobwebs in the distance an the chanting somewhat muffled by the walls and doors. But would she move to investigate? It didnt take long for the Legion to reach simply forsake defense and as their prey reached in they aimed to simply grab whatever appendage she tried to attack with. Growls, and moans filling the air as they moved.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:04 pm
" I already feel more at home on the ground......and you atleast got to use your wings dear brother." He said, his tone slowly slipping into that most natural tone, one empty of emotion yet portraying his anger and rage. " But I am sure you would not harm me, am I right?" He asked, wincing at the feeling of someone touching the stubs of his wings. They burned, oh God how they burned even when no one touched them.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:13 pm
::Sherrie seeing the mind thrown open so readily was probably with good reason wary. She looked at Cheryl, this new creature that was once part of her and she grew angry. She grabbed Cheryl and threw her into the darkness. Cheryl's first reaction was one of surpise and so her control on her emotions slipped and everything good and happy and bright escaped into this dark void. In a split second's decision, seeing everything become right for her, she shunted images of Heavan that she had gleaned in this short period of time from Anthony's mind. Images of purity, wholeness and beauty. All these were projected around her in an effort to push back the darkness.
At the same time Veronica was grumbling and griping and quickly coalesced back into her angelic form.:: "I've had enough" as the glow dies from her eyes and they turn to a hard, stormy gray. Light extends from fingers, toes, eyes, and silver tips and her skin begins to glow. This light wasn't an ordinary 'turn on a light bulb light.' This was the healing light she managed to keep ahold of after she evolved past Healer. One thing the council never knew, that she never dared tell them because her refusal to set down Punisher was bad enough, but she had maintained a good deal of her powers from every position she had held. She hoped that this one would not fail her now. This light grew brighter and brighter as she flitted in and out of the figures quickly; making sure to be close enough to touch them with the light, but far enough away so they wouldn't get a swing in on her.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:32 pm
Good, I could stand for nothing less than your complete comfort.
::Lucifer said with a smile. And a smile from The Devil is a smile indeed. The once Morning Star laughed a bit.::
Of course not brother, not unless you asked me too.
::But quickly his laughter was silenced as a look of concern fell upon his face. He rubbed his chin just a bit and slid his fingers through his hair taking a bit of a deep breath, it was as if he was preparing to say something he wasnt sure he should say...and yet he stood silent, something preying on his mind.::
---2 Days Later---
::In this place the images filled the dark room with a bright light, and in the corner of the room could be seen the image of a small boy, on his knee's pray...He prayed the same chant that had filled the room earlier, and he seemed to be crying, and yet his sounds were so low they were barely above a whisper.
Outside...
There are some gas filled places in which you do not light a candle.
There are some important rooms in which you do not say the word "bomb."
There are some precarious moutaintops where you do not scream.
Keelan had done all of these, and more. So much more. It was out of the boys hands now. Here cast so far below Lucifer had ordered that for as long as he was not allowed in his fathers home, his father would never be allowed here. Healing arts, holy magic, such were the equivalent of drawing a gun in a UN meeting.
The boy was powerless...Hell itself acted. Keelan was not shunted out. No, any pure being capable of being so very pure even in this place...had to be treated "specially".
Needless to say, she felt no solace from her healing spell. But she awakened in a room. A beautiful room with shining red leather furniture, and a beautiful fire place. This room was most spectacularly designed, and truly had she not landed here she would have felt the almost instant wrath of each of Lucifers other fallen brothers descending on a reminder of home.
Her arms were bound by firey bands to both sides, extending like a cross with her feet tied by similar painful bindings. And her form was quite literally trapped on a cross on the wall of this most beautiful room. The red light of the flame danced about her face. And there was much...much...silence.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:37 pm
" Something troubles you Morning Star....What might that be?" He asked, using Lucifers proper title. It was a trick he had learned from turning Beezlebub away, use titles or other such things to gain their favor or make them complient. Nathaniel arched his eyebrow slowly as he felt true concern for once, crossing his arms over his chest slowly and letting Harbinger rest upon his shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:44 pm
::Cheryl did not feel the detachment as the others were shunted to another part of Hell, mainly because she had not grown used to them yet. Seeing the small boy in the corner though tugged at a part of her, the nurturing side that Sherrie had lossed and Cheryl had gained. Wrapping herself in all the glow and warmth happy thoughts can give, she started walking up to the boy. When she was about 10ft away, and the light started to fall on him, she whispered,:: Boy, tell me what is wrong?
::To say the others were happy with the predicament was an understatement but at least they weren't being chased around by 6 stupid little boys, or so was Veronica's opinion. Keelan felt something different, anger yet again and she intended to ride it out.:: "LET ME OUT!!!!" ::she screamed at the top of her lungs as she thrashed against her unbreakable bonds.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:57 pm
::The audible vibrations rippled through Lucifers ears like liquid gold. The look on his face was something downright near eroticism. And he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.:: Oooh...how I miss the old names...::He let out a slight hiss as his senses returned to him. And he snapped himself free of the momentary bliss. His head rolled around his neck in a moment of bliss.:: Sssssssnot nice. Flattery will get you everywhere.::He smiled, and the smile lasted for a few moments before it slipped away. Again it was pushed back by the look of concern.:: I fear my brother...::He paused, this was obviously very difficult for him to say.:: I fear you've come at the end of my great kingdom...---1.5 Days Later--- ::The small boy wouldnt budge, but continued to chant...his voice shivering as he spoke.:: She's lost...she's lost...she's lost it all. She's come...she's come...she's come for you...-- Her body was host to something entirely different. The bed turned a bit as a single figure slipped from the red sheets. Its body was hidden as it pulled the sheets with it, and it spoke. Its voice slow....seductive...sultry. Its face hidden, but its long black hair could been seen flowing down the back of the red sheets. It was just husky enough to be male, but just sultry enough to be female...:: ...Must you scream?
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 8:00 pm
" How so? Everything seems fine." He said, looking around concernedly. " I see no disruptions." Lucifers obvious 'moment' didn't bother him at all, by then he was quite used to shows of emotion. " And you should keep Beezlebub far away then, For It was from his trickery that I learned to silver my own tongue."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:45 am
::Cheryl walks a little closer, projecting the glow a little farther out.:: Boy? Who is lost, and who has come? Please tell me? ::As a vaguely familiar feeling starts creeping into the back of her mind. The feeling that usually warns of coming visions.::
::Keelan looks to the bed, which in all honesty she had not given much thought to, and stares at the figure getting out of it.:: "Yes, I must scream. It had the effect I wanted, didn't it?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 11:12 am
::His hand gently rose to glide his fingertips along the side of Nathaniels face.::
Ooooh...we'll put that tongue to plenty of good use....
::And quickly his hand snapped back by his side as a smirk glided across his face. But alas, fun was for later, now was a time for seriousness, and his hand slid back and through his crimson stained hair.::
I've learned my greatest trick from Him, dear brother. Just as I have convinced them I am not here, as has he tried to convince me that he is not watching...
::His left hand rises to glide along the stair wall releasing a bit of a sizzling sound as his flesh is smoldered by hot magma and his black blood streaks across the wall. And quickly his hand whips into a fist his bloody fingertips causing the blood to slip betwix his fingertips, and catch his eye..::
He is about to march on my gates. My scouts and spies have brought forth undeniable evidence that He is coming...And we...we shall fall...unless...
::He paused and slowly opened his hands, the blood sizzling into nothing, the wounds closing almost instantly.::
No, nevermind. You need not concern yourself with such things...
---36 Hours Later---
Please dont look...
::The boy said as he curled farther into the corner.::
Please dont see...
::He said as he pulled his legs closer into his chest, and whimpered yet more.::
I dont want to see....please dont make me see it....
::His hands wrapped around his head as he tried to shove himself into the dark wooden corner and away from the glowing purity that approached him.::
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Mmmmm....
::The sort of moan you hear when someone sips their favorite drink after 2 days of thirst. Its slender fingers, each with nails painted black, pulled back on the sheet tugging it around itself and using it as sort of a robe around its shoulders, with its right hand underneath it, and in front of its chest covering it.
With its back yet turned, it tilted its head forward and its rich black locks flowed forward over its face blocking it from view as it slowly...turned around.
Slender, pale legs slipped out from the sheet, just slightly as it took steps toward Keelan, its walk carrying just a slight feminine shift of the hip. It spoke, again that sultry voice. Like ice over exposed flesh...chilling, and yet enthralling.::
An effect...yesss...
::With the slight his a tongue slipped from its lips, forked and red, it extended a good 6inches lapping at the air and then retreated back into the red lips from whence it escaped. A slight flick of the beings wrist, and the cross began to shake...it spoke again.::
...theres somethig I want...
::A sharp motion of its graceful left hand downwards, and the cross fell. Keelan would feel as if she was laying on her back as the cross infact layed down, shifting from a love post, to a lovely...bed? And the being stepped closer letting out another slight moan as a smirk formed on its lips, its eyes and cheeks still covered by its long black hair.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 11:22 am
"And why does it not concern me?" He asked, a tone of slight annoyance slipping past his normal calm facade. One hand closed over Harbinger, making the orb of light extend into what most people saw of it, or used to see of it, a Spear. " It should, now, atleast concern me alittle should it not? I am here after all, and unless you shunt me out of this place I have no intention of leaving." Nathaniel said, drawing himself up to stand alittle straighter as he frowned darkly. He now veritably towered over Lucifer, he was rather tall for an Angel and one had to be if you had to protect the gates of hell from escapees. " And besides.....I'd like to help." He said, the frown fading to smile so totally devoid of joy it seemed a black hole on his face," If only to sate Harbinger and myself of our blood lust."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 11:33 am
::Cheryl just looked confused as the boy begger her not to come closer. Why would one cower away from such pure light. She just didn't understand.:: Come child, embrace it. It will make all the pain go away. Just come to be and let me tend you. ::And she extends a hand out to the boy, a hand wrapped in glowing white light.::
::Keelan let out a slight shriek as the cross then dropped and turned to a bed, confusion didn't exactly warrant anything more. What was this person doing? She knew of seduction, some of the angels used it as a tool but she had never bothered with it, and surprisingly neither had Veroncia. She did not know what to expect next.:: "What do you want? I'll try to give you anything you want, I just want out of this place you call Hell."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 11:59 am
::His eyes twinkled a bit at the sight of the spear and at Nathaniels comforting words.::
Your sweet...
::. A hand rose to of course touch it, as he spoke. Two fingers slide from the shaft up, as he spoke.::
We need...
::His fingers slid up a bit farther.::
...to take...
::And finally, they peaked at the blade of the spear, and he quickly swiped his fingers along the blade making two long cuts across his finger tips.::
....action.
::As the blood began to flow, he slipped the fingers into his mouth and licked the blood clean.::
Mmm, impressive weapon...I hope you know how to use it...
::He said with a bit of a smirk. As his fingers escaped his lips, the wounds were gone, but Lucifer seemed appeased for the moment. And he continued. His tongue as always, slippery as snake oil.::
Because we need a general. We need to strike before He even knows we're armed. And I need someone I can trust at those doors...beating them open from the other side, and cutting a bloody swath through the pearly gates...
::And immediately he turned his face away.::
But, I couldnt ask you to risk your life like that...
---35 Hours, 48 minutes Later---
::A shriek of agony filled the room as the boy turned to face Cheryl. His arms opened wide and shoving against the floor, as his feet kicked away.::
I CANT SEE IT!
::He screamed, and thats about when his eyes became visible. Or rather, the twisted and bloody sockets that were supposedly eyes at one point. As of now they were sick and twisted wounds, dripping with bloody tears. The boy was thrown into panic as he tried to shove himsel farther into the wall. But to no avail.::
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Anything...?
::It said as it reached the foot of the cross bed. Its lacey thin hand resting gently on Keelans foot. And slowly it made its way up from the foot of the bed. Its hand sliding up her leg, gently, just a bit above a tickle.::
Anything at all...?
::Its hand made a small spiral as it reached her more sensitive spot, and danced just a bit around her belly button.::
I have what I want....
::It said as its hand slipped up yet further gliding between her breasts, being sure to stay over her clothes, for now. And then finally, its fingers came to rest on her lips, pushing over so slightly, as if to silently say "Ssshhh". And it leaned in, its face just inches from Keelans, its forked tongue slipping out curiously to inspect her face, without ever actually touching it.::
...I'll make sure your...released...
::It'd wait. Carefully, for Keelans next breath. Her next words.::
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