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 Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 5:16 pm
Phoenix smiled. She continued to listen keeping her mouth shut knowing better than to say anything. She got another cup of tea and sipped on it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 11:20 am
Lord Seraphiel glanced up at the mosaic upon the domed ceiling of the beautiful woman in the extravagant garden. Her beauty was beyond that of any angel, even the Seraphim. She held in her hand, up to her nose, a black and white flower. It seemed to glow. Her hair was pure white, like Seraphiel's, but she wore black and white. The garden around her seemed familiar, as if it was now a forbidden area. A tear trickled down Lord Seraphiel's cheek as he looked back down at Asmodeus. His eyes, suprisingly, remained a deep electric blue, Asmodeus, he said gravely, War touches us even if we do not want it... It steals from us, it takes whatever we hold dear... But it never takes that which we scorn... It is said that humanity's greatest failure was war but its not... It is our greatest failure....
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Seraphiel The Forgiving Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:14 pm
Phoenix looked at the painting and felt some sadness but why the sadness came up she did not know. It seemed very important and it was very beautiful. She didn't know the meaning or significance of it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:23 am
Asmodeus nodded, and sighed, "Yes, sir. What are your orders?" A scythe, rather than his usual blade appearing. He stood up, his clothing turning into a more glossy white attire, sparking gently with gold trimming along the rim of the front and along the shoulder plating armor. As it emanated this the color died down and turned into a blue hue, almost humming softly. He stood there with a sigh, the black scythe having blood stained across the steel, scarred lightly as though the blood was attempted to be cleaned and sharpened off over centuries but never came off. Aged, almost, yet emanated fear and death, the haunting souls of the dead almost reaching out at everyone invisibly, no real entity there, "Do not question the origin of this weapon, Seraphiel, because you know whom it belonged to. I visited their death bed along the way and was given the permission." He pulled out a black envelope with a red stamp pressed in the fold, offering it to Seraphiel, "Also, this was for you."
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 2:52 pm
Seraphiel smiled devilishly as he gazed at the weapon. Then, he lightly took the letter and set it before him, still staring at the scythe. After a brief moment, he snapped to and opened the letter, reading it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 2:27 pm
The envelope shining lightly and as soon as the touch was made, the color faded to a golden color, the stamp still keeping it's blood red hue. Inside the letter simply had two words posted on it, "Be Prepared." Asmodeus was standing there, running a finger across the blade of his weapon before looking to Seraphiel, "So what does it say?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 6:16 am
He smiled back at Asmodeus, Simply to be prepared my good sir. He said kindly. Seraphiel was not to worried at the moment. They were in his palace. A place he controlled. A seraphim was strongest when in his domain, or when next to The Father. He would not be threatened here...
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 12:08 am
Phoenix quietly yawned and continued to sip her tea. She was getting slightly tired. She wanted to ask what to be prepared for but she remained quiet. She smiled lightly. Where she was, was the safe place where she could relax.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 2:56 am
"I see." Asmodeus nodded and looked side to side, "Well... I suppose I should... Stand here and look pretty until everything is sorted out between us. However, if everything is, I shall be off to my encampment to think out the next movements." He stopped for a moment, "Oh wait, that's right, you might kill me as a decision, which was what?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 11:03 am
He smiled at Asmodeus, No no, Asmodeus, he said, You are no child. You may leave whenever you wish. He waved his hand at towards an open spot next to him, a silver, wooden door appeared...
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 10:39 pm
He gripped the handle but stopped for a moment, "Tell me, Sire... What are going to be my next orders, or have the demon's fallen such a miss without their precious lord to be able to put together a decent plan of attack? I have seen no concentrated blows against your bases, nor have I seen the Angel's attack back against the Fallen... What is happening here?" He looks at Seraphiel, wondering what was going on and why so few casualties had in fact occurred over this long passage of time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 7:34 am
Seraphiel looked at Asmodeus, Asmodeus.... Curiosity is not always a good thing.... But you have the right to know... This war will never end... It will continue, and continue... Until one day, I will stand and fight Him... And that battle will determine everything. Now, It is not that I am stronger than others, no... It is because I am purity. I am the Angel of Purity, The Lord of the White Light. And He, He is the angel of Corruption, The Lord of the Black Light. We will fight, all will end... And The Father will start over... History will repeat.... And repeat...
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 7:05 pm
"I never did like history lessons.." He smirks and grabs his scythe, opening the door and walking out.
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 12:38 am
Phoenix sat there quietly listening to the conversation. She sipped more tea. If she drank anymore she was going to get her self sick. She sat her cup down and stretched. She cracked her head and yawned softly. She was really tired. She had slight flash backs from her time in hell. She hated that place so much. She cannot remember why she even became a fallen. She sighed in her mind. She was a silly girl easily tricked easily fell for things. She wanted change but she did not know if the change she wanted was anywhere. Phoenix's mind was now showing many flashes of her past in hell. She kept quiet though she did not want someone worrying about her. Seraphiel was correct on one thing she knew very well. History will always repeat its self and time will always be. When they all disappeared time would not stop. When the humans died out time did not stop either. "The Father" would make the human race again perhaps. She did not know. It was probably not her concern for she was a mere angel.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 12:28 pm
Angel enters the Golden Gate and proceeds up the see through stairway and enters the library. I know something about my past must be stored indie this library. If only I had some kind of clue to what... thought Angel. Angel browsed the sections seeing if anything caught his attention. As he stumbles in the "Z" section a flashback occured. In his vision a demon named Zeref struck Angel with demonic fire and burned Angel horribly. This feeling... I somehow remember it! thought Angel. Angel lifted up his pant legs and studied the burns. Yes.... I remember the event very well now... Thats when I lost the love of my life. thought Angel as tears flowed down his cheek. Angel heard a rustling sound in another section and went to investigate.
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