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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:25 am
((Ok, first of all, Hiro Cascade; I don't think I said you could post yet, and second to Rinachaan; they already look like humans mostly except for their wings. So if they hide their wings (magically or otherwise), they would look like humans, right? But maybe with some kind of natural aura or whatever))
"One of these days Dominicus," Elysia muttered between gritted teeth, "You are going to wake up and find you have no more feathers and your pet will have been served on a silver platter to Tilia's owl!"
She highly doubted her threats had any effect on him, and it was unlikely she would ever go through with them. She would probably be too busy, and cherubs would never dare to harm one of the other angels no matter how much you bribed them. Cowardly little things. But regardless, she couldn't just say nothing, and somehow, sadistic thoughts managed to calm her down enough for her not to loose her temper again.
"Alright, I'll give you a quick summary," she sighed, turning to Susanna, "The Meter Stones are broken, and so we need to make new ones. To make new ones, we have to go down to the human world and bathe them in the necessary essence of what they are to measure. Understand?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:54 pm
Susanna blushed in embarrassment after hearing Dominicus' remark. She burnt with anger again as she saw him grip his temples. She hated him for picking and despising her. Yet, her conscience told her that it was right for him as the Angel of Death to act this way.
She turned to Elysia after hearing her speak. "The meter stones have been broken?" she muttered, not wanting to hurt Elysia any more after Dominicus' sarcastic remark. She nodded her head, thinking it would not be that hard.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 1:06 am
Dominicus smirked at both of the reactions he achieved, reveling in the slight blush that delicately powdered Susanna's face. Elysia's comment in particular made the smirk grow wider, and made the soft thin lips form into something akin to a bitter smile. These 'past-times' of his were soon inefficient to sate Dominicus' boredom, as well as frustration at the continued set backs of the meeting. With a frown Dominicus pushed himself up from the table and into a standing position making the heavy wooden chair squeal in protest. Now looking down on the seated angels Dominicus crossed his arms and arched an eyebrow as well as giving each angel a passive but purposeful glance. "Are we done yet? I propose we get this over with and travel to the mortal realm." After Dominicus had spoken another source caught his attention, the black reptile now clung precariously to his arm. With a sigh Dominicus unwrapped the glistening snake and instead placed it inside his coat. Dominicus felt the slight chill emanating from the snake as it traversed the interior of his coat and find an inside pocket to reside in. After the distraction had passed Dominicus readjusted the collar of his coat and he looked to the other angles for signs to leave, and in turn start the recovery of the Meteor Stones.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 1:16 am
((are we going to said human world when we get the last person?))
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 1:50 am
Rinachaan ((are we going to said human world when we get the last person?)) ((Dunno, but I thought we could move the RP along anyway. D; Perhaps the last person could pretend that they were there the whole time and just being quiet? CX ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 6:25 am
Milena had kept the tally, which at end count revealed a unannamous 'nay' for fixing the stones in groups. She signed the bottom of the page in her grandious handwriting as a sign that all that had been transcribed in the pages of her book were authentic. She paid no heed to the Dominicus's bantering of Susanna and Elysia as for the last time she closed her book, depositing her pen in a pocket; she considered the bickering of triffling importance to the task that lay ahead.
Milena stood, taking Dominicus's cue. "I suggest that we all retire for a bit before starting off. There are some lose ends I must tie up in the Library before I go; I don't know if anyone else has some deligating to do before departing. And I think it would be benifical if we all spent some time apart before partaking this mission," Milena glanced at Dominicus's victems and gave a small shake of her head to the antaganizer, but not without a grin.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 11:07 am
Narah listened patiently to Milena, her face without emotion. When she was finished speaking, Narah shot up. Her face was now angry. "We can't wait!" Narah frowned. "This truly has to be done as soon as possible. I can assure you that actually doing it will take a while. Besides, the Human World could use us being there, NOW!" Narah was overworking herself. This is Heaven, we don't have many possessions and our little jobs are easily taken care of by cherubs. "What the heck were you going to do anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 9:50 pm
((Ok, we can go to the human world without the last person if you all want. Unfortunatly, I'm going to have to put the plot of the RP on hold for a few days because I'm leaving tomorrow morning (I thought we were leaving Monday, but I guess not) until Thursday-ish. You may continue RPing in that time if you want, and I'll PM everyone when I get back so we can move the story along. I hope that works for you all.
Oh and Uvulaofdoom is moving, and as such will be gone for a week or so))
Elysia lifted her hands above her head as she stretched, "Well I'm ready to go whenever you all are," she leaned back in her chair, tilting her hat over her eyes as she closed them to rest a bit while she still could. She folded her wings around herself like a curtain and breathed steadily. She didn't look too relaxed though. She was still tense, and a small frown was present on her features.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 10:09 pm
((I'll be the person on Earth. It fits my character as he likes to study people, and I deleted my other post since I did it a little too early. So in a way, it can act as my first post again.
In the meantime of Gemmetra's absence, I can simply have him walking around a town if allowed.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 11:19 pm
((I'm going to have my character go to heaven early and see you xDD))
Narah sat up. She walked to the door. She took a moment to turn back to the group. "Whatever." Narah's head was hurting. She hated arguing. It seemed as if all of it was for nothing. Narah ran to Heaven's gates, gazing at the long way down. As excited she was to get to the human world, it bothered her to fly. One of her wings had always been more limp, making it hard to fly. She didn't understand why it was darker and weaker.
Narah jumped and flew, injoying the breeze. While at the same time, stuglling to keep balance.
Before she knew it, Narah was already at Earth. She picked her usually spot, a large Sakura tree near a old Japanese shrine. Narah hid her wings. She leaned against the tree and gave out a huge sigh. Looking down, she saw a path. Walking on it was __. "Hey!! Up here!" Narah shouted, gaining his attention.
((i put __ because i don't know your character's name >^<))
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:17 am
((In light of the fact that our leader is to be away for awhile, I think it would be good to stay in Heaven for a while to develop our characters and forge relationships. But, if everyone really wants to get to Earth, I'll consent.))
Milena sighed at Narah's haste. She began to respond to the Nature Angel, but was stopped short as Narah ran off to Earth. She turned her back to the table and walked to the door. Before exiting she swng her head back and said, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the library."
She turned the gold knob to open the huge oak doors that lead to her library. Over the door hung a gold embossed sign that read, "Bibliotheca Averni." She entered a room infanantly huge. The earliest histories started from the back and reached to the front. Cherubs rushed all around trying to keep up with the Earth's ever changing stories. A young cherub boy came to her,
"Milena, we are tring furiously to prepare for your absence; but we are all so over whelmed! We can't imagen tending to the Library and the Histories with out you!"
"Chuma, everything will be find, just follow these instructions," Milena pulled out a scroll from her sleeve, "you know how to use it effectively. In my leave you are in charge. If I come back and all is well, I will impart the goddess on your behalf to present you with wings. " The cherub boy blushed as he took the scroll, then ran off to mantian the order.
Milena walked along an infantly long asile, lovingly stroking the spines of the infanant leather bound volumes. She sighed, though she trusted Chuma, she was still unsure about leaving the library. She found her desk and sat behind it, writing out an emergency procedure.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:54 am
((Me and Rinachaan can go back to heaven after a bit. That way we're not going to be separate from the other angels for a long time. Oh, my profile is now on the first page. Any questions, just ask!))
His shoes crunched the small stones beneath his feet. The fresh air was refreshing and today simply seemed "good" to him. He had concluded his early morning studies of human love and interaction, his observations sometimes resulting in humorous moments. The Child kept walking towards the old-fashioned shrine, designed to bring hope and release of prayer to the gods. The only problem were his wings per se, as it was odd seeing a child with angelic bird wings. A backpack had been modified with holes on the side to make it seem as if the wings were an accessory. Despite this, Tengoku had managed to shrink his wings to a small size to avoid attractting suspicioun. The Child still had yet to fully understand how to hide his wings.
He was so sucked up in his thoughts he hadn't noticed a fellow angel come down until she started shouting. He looked up to find Narah above him in one of the cherry blossoms.
"Konnichiwa Narah!" He felt stupid for saying it, but a little practice was always in order. He looked around to see if anyone was near. Taking the backpack off of his back, Tengoku let his wings fully expand and flew up to join the other, "How are you? It's rare to find one of the other angels coming down to Earth. Good weather, is that it?"
((Rinachaan, are you a Higurashi fan?))
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 1:04 pm
((omi, i didn't know she was going to be gone >^< i'll go back to heaven soon. and i love higurashi :3 i've watched and read all of the manga... several times xDD My picture doesn't really make sense since mion wasn't the crazy one... but w/e))
Narah smiled as she sat up. "Come sit here under the Sakura tree! It's even nicer." Narah was incredibly tired. Flying to Earth took a lot of energy for her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 7:43 am
Tilia did not answer Milena, for she does not usually respond to anyone that mentions her past. She noticed that everyone was taking their leave, and so did she, going out and walking to the edge to see the planet that lay beneath all of them. Her owl hooted softly but darkly, and was about to leave to go hunt, but Tilia stroked her broad back. "Be careful, everything here is trouble for us, and don't get used to it, we leave at the break once we can," she tol dit softly, before letting it go to hunt. Tilia sighed to herself, and knew that if the other angels needed her, they would come find her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 12:49 am
Dominicus shrugged his shoulders and followed the other angels that exited the meeting room. He had no desire to go to the mortal realm just yet, that world was rotten to the core. Some of the beings that lived there had lavishes far beyond what they deserved, whilst others lived lives that could be seen as torturous and grueling. Dominicus sighed inwardly and his fervent desire that humans would merely stop procreating rose up again to new fruition; it would certainly help with his workload. Heading down a corridor, Dominicus pushed his way past a whispering gaggle of cherubs, startling them as he did, and headed to the heavy wooden door that served as both his 'office' and bed chambers. Throwing the door open it hit the heavy masonry of the wall and as it rebounded off the wall Dominicus threw out his boot laden foot and slammed it closed once again. The walls of his vast chamber were lined with shelves, some contained logs of Judgments he had made most recently and as such would soon be moved to the storage room he required, and yet others were literature of his own fancy. Walking up to a book shelf Dominicus ran his fingers along the leather bound tombs until he came across the one he desired. Sliding it out Dominicus walked over to a large table, encumbered with yet more books, odd trinkets and tools of his 'trade' if one could call it thus.
Laying the large green book down on the table Dominicus slid the crimson cushioned chair out and sat down on it. Flicking the cover open the angel picked up a black quill and dipped it in an ink well. Then, looking to the other side of the table Dominicus laid his eyes upon a shining bowl of pewter. Reaching out for it he slid the bowl close, careful to not let any of the water lap over the brim. Staring down into the water images sprang up there, for in the water lay those with deaths hand gripping them firmly, and as such these mortals, these people awaited the Judgment that all humankind must receive. Some were wrinkled and haggard elderlies who had clung onto life; afraid of the heavy sins they had committed, some were mothers giving their life for a new one, another was a small dark skinned boy that had collapsed on the ocher colored soil, many like these and much more were Judged. Dominicus had done his job well over the centuries and so, now a casual glance into the scrying bowl showed him all he needed to make a fair Judgment. The only sound that could be heard in the chamber was the scratching of the quill on the parchment as a result of Dominicus recording the name, age, sex and Judgment of each human. It was always a worry for Dominicus to leave his job for too long, he trusted none of the cherubs with the weighty task and so certain protocols had been put in place. Dominicus had cast various spells and arcane charms for when he would leave. These charms were cast for those who were most obviously sinners of which, were sent to their torment and for those who were innocents and were given their salvation. These charms however were not proficient enough to Judge most cases, and so even when Dominicus was down on the mortal realm restoring the Meteor Stones, he would have to find time to Judge. After all, all he needed was a bowl of settled water and a book to record in.
An hour had passed and Dominicus' mind began to wander. Setting down his quill and pushing aside the bowl, Dominicus' eyes began to trace over the spines of books, a frown forming as he did. Shaking his head it dawned on him that all books of his own personal preference had been read and thus plundered of their contents. That was no good certainly, a quick trip to the library would be in order. Getting up Dominicus stretched out his arms, interlacing his fingers whilst doing so. A few satisfying pops resounded in the chamber, and stalking over to his bed Dominicus procured a few books from the library that needed to be returned. Walking out the ancient door and leaving the chill chamber behind Dominicus set out to the library. A cherub was in the corridor he was walking through and as the young one looked up from its parchment it hastily stepped aside. Of course nothing satisfied Dominicus more than the fear he struck into the hearts of the cherubs, although he didn't always get such a reaction, sometimes he got a muttered insult of "grouch" or "snob" and even the occasional look of disapproval. So, was the frown he was wearing now so severe? Then that was perfect, nothing was more annoying then a cherub wanting to speak to him. Finally after a brisk but short walk, the grand library doors came into view and sunlight streamed through the many windows, highlighting the flurries of dust. Opening the creaking doors Dominicus stepped into the library and bewilderment soon became the prevalent emotion within him. Usually the cavernous library had flocks of cherubs teeming about to keep things in order, but now the warm space was positively deserted. Undaunted Dominicus strode forward, making his dull black boots echo in the room. It would be most frustrating if he could not find a cherub or Milena, for despite his age, he had still not quite got the hang of how things worked in the library. Hence Milena's full time job.
Swallowing his pride Dominicus called for Milena: "Milena? Milena where are you?"
((Sorry if the post is a bit long but I'm usually used to making long ones :B ))
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