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 Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 7:59 pm
Nathaniel_Graves " Dear brother....for all that it means, I atleast, forgive you." He said softly, tears streaming down his cheeks as he sliced the blade down in one swift motion-- ::And he struck...something solid. Strange though, Wraths neck was at least a four foot swing away, but the blade was stopped as it pointed directly forward and struck something completely ungiving. Light has this odd way of moving faster than most things can see. And there it was, in a flash of pure brilliance Nathaniel would not only see "something" take form beneath his sword but the beings presence actually forced the blade to return to its orb shape and fall to the ground. For the moment it was cold, as the being rose. It seemed human, two arms, two legs, and wings...beautiful white wings as pure as fresh winter snow. It had been those wings that had deflected Nathaniels blade. The figure was kneeling beside Wrath, its arms lovingly draped around Wrath's shoulders, a single hand risen to wipe the tears from his blood strained face. The Horded nearly immediately halted in place, backing up several feet and taking defensive positions. They recognizes this being, his presence was there when they were cast down. For Nathaniel he might have noticed him pass through the pearly gates once....just once. It took a few seconds but the light began to fade and the beings face came into view. He seemed as if he had just walked out of a middle eastern country. His hair was brown and long hanging about the hieght of his shoulders, his skin was darkly tanned and his beard was fluroushing as always. He wore the standard angelic golden combat armor draped covered in engraved images of light and blessings and holyness. Even in the bitter light of Hell he sparkled, and the flowing white robes beneath his armor seemed to glow. Slowly, his head tilted upward at Nathaniel and his full face came into view. For any Angel, or former angel who remembers their beginnings, and truly with the exception of the doorman of the Pearly gates they would have only see him at their birth, they would remember Micheal. The Archangel, first born of the Father. Though the mortals knew him by a different name due to his sacrifice on Earth many years ago. He spoke, his voice, soft, yet rigid and unforgiving.:: He is not yours to forgive, demon.::Harbinger was cold. Because Harbinger was a weapon handed to Nathaniel when he was charged with the duty of guarding the gates of Heaven by the weapons creator...Micheal. Micheal hadnt called Nathaniel a demon out of insult, it was a proper title. He was a fallen angel under Lucifers service that had welcomed the energy of Hell within himself for power...he was a demon. As such he was addressed. Micheal rose, whispering gently into Wraths ears, causing the downtrodded man to stand, and Micheal spoke, his voice aloud rebounding off the walls for all to hear.:: Gabriel, has repented, truthfully and wholly he regrets his sin. Our father has extended to him the same mercy as he has extended to each of you.::He looked around the room as he said "you", but he ended his glance on Nathaniel. And there was a pause, for a moment of reverance as he spoke, tugging Gabriel in closer holding him as he cried. Not tears of sadness, but tears of unworth. For all the sins he had commited, all the years he had so blindly followed his rage. And now, even after all this, Father welcomed him back. Not with bland doors, or holy light, but by sending his own son into the pits of Hell to reclaim a lost sheep. Wrath...no, Gabriel, Messenger of the Almighty...had been forgiven. There is a certain impossibility that forges in the back ones mind as they dig into a set rhythm of life. Like the monk that accepts that he is alone in the universe. Like the killer that knows his purpose in life is to end others. Like the demon, driven to the edges of madness for milliena. It seemd impossible he'd ever see his past glory, but here, it was being handed to him. Micheal spoke...:: He's going home.::Micheal paused again as he took pity on these fallen.:: ...Father and I can only hope you each will too...::And in a single blast of explosive white soothing light, they were gone. The very ground where they stood cleansed of even the caked on blood. The Horde fell silent, looking upon their new commander, at this point they honestly knew not what to do. Not even what to think, could they go home too? Should they? They were lost sheep...Nathaniel was who they lokoed to, to be their shepard.::
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 8:42 pm
Nathaniels jaw had dropped open as he stared at his exalted brother, eyes wide throughout the whole ordeal. His mind computed the words, but he never noticed, just stared till Michael and Gabriel had left. He was still on his knees, hands just grazing the ground as he sat there, dazed. " Michael.....Gabriel....." He muttered softly, blinking repeatedly before looking around slowly, looking at the assorted demons, sinners, and the like. Could they ever be redeemed? Nathaniel shook his head slowly," If this is His way of making us repent, I don't want to be ruled by such a God." He said softly, but his voice carried out over the masses," If you wish to repent, to join them, I don't know how, but I won't stop you." He said, turning away from them stiffly, like his legs didn't work quite right, and began to walk away. They could have hacked him apart at that moment, and he never would have cared. His mind was in turmoil over this, and it would take some time to sort through it all. Right now though, he just wanted to lay down and rest, forever if they would let him. He didn't want this anymore, and he knew that was a selfish thought, but after an Eternity of thinking of others, he felt justified in having at least one. " One of you can Have Harbinger, if it will listen to you." He called back over his shoulder.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:00 pm
Nathaniel_Graves He didn't want this anymore, and he knew that was a selfish thought, but after an Eternity of thinking of others, he felt justified in having at least one. " One of you can Have Harbinger, if it will listen to you." He called back over his shoulder. : biggrin ing! Literally, a loud ding, as the two Hellevator doors opened up and there stood a woman, in a red suit, with flowing black hair, and long fingernails dripping in some red substance, presumably blood. She was licking something off of her fingers in her usual seductive manner, such was Lusts way. At the moment Micheal had departed Harbinger rose back up and began swirling around its masters head. It wasnt its fault, its not that it wanted to disobey to was simply...shut down, for a moment. Perhaps...no such thoughts were irrelevant. Irrelevant like the identity of whatever substance Lust had finished licking off her fingers as she made her way to Nathaniel with a wide, and evil grin on her face.:: Congratulations!::She said in her most excited tone, she would leap to hug Nathaniel but she'd seen his aversion to physical contact and he was infact covered with demon blood...and flesh...and other things she honestly didnt want to think about, but she continued none the less.:: You actually did away with Gabriel, we knew he was ticking on the edge but you pushed him off. Lucifer really did pick the right man for the job. Theres only one question left, which do you prefer brother...Nathaniel, or Wrath? Theres quite the void left to be filled, and only one person with the right stuff to do it.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:10 pm
He looked up at her for amoment before sighing," I don't want to do this." He said simply, looking up at Lilith for amoment before shaking his head," Find someone else for the job and banish me from this place, but I just don't want the job." Nathaniel said slowly, emphasising each word before reaching up, catching the floating ball gently in his left hand and cupping it to his cheek gently, closing his eyes and feeling it's warmth. " I'm sorry, dear friend....I did not mean what I said. None shall ever take you from me."
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:28 pm
Nathaniel_Graves He looked up at her for amoment before sighing," I don't want to do this." He said simply, looking up at Lilith for amoment before shaking his head," Find someone else for the job and banish me from this place, but I just don't want the job." ::She said, stomping her feet. Lilith was a bit spoiled as her mate did infact own Hell and she was used to getting her way. She knew this wouldnt be that easy but...old habits die hard. She ran up beside Nathaniel, making sure to put her back to the Horde, the Horde of course was deep in the act of bowing as Lucifers wife was present.:: You skewered an angel, overthrew a level of Hell, found a new home...::And her tone quickly shifted from angry, to almost depressed as she met him with a pair of sad puppy dog eyes.:: ...and now you want to go? But we love you here, your perfect! Its like you fell out of the sk---alright, thats horrible wording but you know what I mean.::She leaned in closer, pushing the boundaries of touching him, yet not, just walking beside him.:: We've all felt that first splice of guilt, but think about, Wrath was stupid, he had no point to his existance...you do, you can. And whats more, you chose it! Do you really want to go back to them. They banished you, tossed you aside after you showed just the slightest bit of originality...is that what you want for yourself again?::She seemed honestly sincere, mostly because she was. She stood directly in front of him.:: Do you really? Dont let Him, guilt you into throwing away your future, because you forsook his past...
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:33 pm
He looked down at her for the longest time, just staring into her eyes before closing his own and letting out a shaky sigh. His body seemed to deflate with it, everyone seemed to be lying to him. He was sure these people cared no more for him than those above did. Why hadn't his fall ended his existance? Maybe then he could have rested for alittle while." Nathaniel.....just call me Nathaniel...." The Fallen Angel muttered softly, bowing his head slightly and letting Harbinger free to float around his head in comforting circles. He'd never say it, but the presence of that little orb was more than a reassurance. He stopped walking to do all this though.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:49 pm
Alright! Now we're talking!
::She jiggle for a bit, a little bit of a hyper school girl dance. What? She just had alot of sugar! But, through this she pressed the issue a bit.::
So can we put you down as Nathaniel the Angery...The rageful...Nathaniel the Wrathful?
::She paused, her finger tapping against her chin as she cycled through names.::
What about...Wrathaniel! Or Nrathiel! Oooh, thats a good. What do you think?
::She seemed sincere enough, though very hyper.::
I mean, you worked for this title, you slayed Wrath, you've got show your deeds somehow, no?
::But something was wrong, she could see it in his face. He didnt have the excitement or the aire of excellence he had moments ago...hours ago, when she was here. He seemed...calm. And Wrath, or the new Wrath, being calm before he was even crowned as Wrath...this brought up questions...obvious questions like...::
Whats wrong?
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 10:58 pm
He didn't seem suprised by the question, just shrugged slightly before straightening," I need no title....Just Nathaniel, as I can be no more and no less than that." Nathaniel said softly, turning to look at the assembled masses with a sigh. Reaching up, he ran a hand through his hair, leaving bloody streaks in the grey. "Hn....salvation......lies." He muttered, more to himself as he was once again lost in his own thoughts, and she was right, the rage, the excitement of battle, that was all gone from him, to be replaced by a feeling of such sadness that he had never known. Did he envy Michael and Gabriel? Yes, he realized, he did envy his brothers their positions in Heaven. More that they could return, and he could not. It would pass, he knew, but for the moment it still hurt.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:08 pm
Nathaniel_Graves "Hn....salvation......lies." :: Oh, she knew that look. She knew that look all too well. You dont become a demon and not at least once or twice look up and regret what you lossed. They werent wiped out, they were left to suffer with the memory, and the constant visage before them. Lilith stepped into the Hellevator and gestured for Nathaniel to follow. She was quiet as she aligned her words.:: If he cared...if he really cared, dont you think he would have taken you two? If his forgiveness is infinite, then why does it time and time again end just short of reaching us? Heaven is a lie. Salvation is not...::She actually wasnt looking at Nathaniel, she peered out the Elevator windows, just speaking as she gazed. She spoke from the heart, not from the mind, or from the sugar.:: Salvation is a state of mind. The state of being saved...I would say you've found your salvation in finding a home that wants you for what you are and not what someone else feels you should be...you were "made", to be.::She actually made a set of air quotes as she said that. She turned to him, folding her arms across her chest and leaning against the Hellevator door.:: Your home Nathaniel, your the only person who doesnt see it...why wont you let us show you...? Its just a title, just words. Buts our gift to you.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:12 pm
" Because I am tired Lilith....very, very tired, and all I want to do is rest. I never though what I did would have rewards, but I just want to sleep for as long as I can, even unto the apocolypse, jihad, Ragnarok, whatever..." He said, not looking at her but gently rolling Harbinger in his hands in its' energy ball form, " Have you ever felt that way? It's funny...I don't care if he doesn't forgive me, I just want to be away from it all." Nathaniel said, cupping both hands around the orb in his palms and sighing.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:33 pm
::She sighed, funny that he should mention wanting to sleep as they glided past Sloth's domain. If one wanted to sleep...that was their home.::
Felt like running away? Always.
::She giggled, giggled not cryed. Because crying is something you do when your alone, giggling is what you do when you find someone else who shares the same feelings as yourself.::
Felt like if I left now, I wouldnt be missed, and if I stood...I would do nothing of value...
::She giggled again.::
Everyday. But there a reason you stay, or you would have left already.
::Lilith would have cuped her weapon as well, but it...oddly, wasnt present. She did play with her hands a bit though.::
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:37 pm
He looked down at her, as if seeing her for the first time, then nodded," Although, for us, there really is no place to run. Either side would be on us like, well, Michael Jackson on a small boy." Nathaniel sighed softly before leaning against the hellavator well," How long till we reach the top?"
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:50 pm
We can always run to the mortals, they seem to be accepting. But dear Nathaniel, we're going down...not up.
::She laughed a bit. But she ended up coming back to the MJ comment. Lilith cocked an eyebrow.::
You know he's innocent, right?
::She said in a fully honest tone.::
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 11:51 am
" I don't care, He's still guilty of something, all humans are." He said with unrestrained hate. He didn't really like humans, though not all were bad. " But regardless of where we are going....you get the point."
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 11:00 am
Maximos These 3 bicker like children, yet the child, yourself, is the most wise. Such...madness. And while I can truly appreciate the value of a bit of madness...well...I'm sure you can understand where my confusion lies. Where has this "True Self" gone?
::She cocked her head and sipped her tea, lost in momentary thought. Then she gently put down her cup, not a single tink was heard.:: The "True Self" is still there, it is the underlying oneness that we feel with each other. It is why we are afraid of what would happen if one of us actually died. As to Keelan's and the others' immaturity in nature, they are dealing with a highly irregular situation right now. Veronica is always like that. Michael is just...well...Michael. Anthony is the moderator of us all, and also the one that has kept Keelan free from bonds Michael would love to put on her. I am the quite, insightful one who pipes up every once in a while with a little gem of wisdom. The only one really bickering,:: pointing to the three glow balls in Lucifer's hand:: is Michael, and Anthony is just trying to keep him in line. That isn't Anthony's place which is why he is incapable of doing it...smoother... more eloquent. ::She pauses to sip her tea, in thought once more for a flicker of a moment.:: As for why power would be forced on someone not ready, well our power is not exactly given to us. You see where we are from, angels are evolved humans and our powers evolve during our life time. Keelan was born with her powers, and they evolve when the powers are ready, not when Keelan is. Your next question is? ::And she reaches for a tea cake and takes the smallest little nibble, closing her eyes with obvious relish. She then opens them again, looking at Lucifer with eyes that would pierce weaker souls and pin them to walls.::
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