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 Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 6:41 pm
Azrael had come upon the Earth bid by God to help end the war. He was known as the Angel of Death, but once he stepped out of Heaven and into this wretched realm, he was lucky enough to still remember his name. It took him a while to adjust to his surroundings, mainly because each sound, everything he touched and smelled, or even tasted was amplified. He screamed in pain because of the unknown terror he felt that just flooded him when he hit the ground. He lay there for at least thirty minutes, trying to control his senses so he wouldn't lose his mind.
He slowly stood up, but as he did so, he slipped. Instead of falling to the ground, he beat his wings unconsciously and found himself upright. At that moment he looked up at the sky and let the raindrops hit his face as he prayed for guidance and strength. He didn't know where to go, but he knew that he had to contact someone or something to start negotiations of peace.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 10:02 pm
A glowing figure appeared before Azrael. Thank you, Angel, for coming to assist the earth in its time of need. Do you understand what is needed of you?
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:32 am
Azrael looked up surprised to see that he was possibly speaking to one of his own, or to his leader. He kneeled either way, knowing that his position on Earth had possibly knocked him out of the angelic heirarchy. Yet, as he kneeled he touched the tip of of his fingers to his forehead as a sign of respect and to also think of what his task is.
"The task before me is said to be a difficult one. I am to help bring peace on this realm as I was bid to by the Almighty..." He paused somewhat uneasy about the area he was in, "By the looks of it, I might need to make contact with someone before they confront me...." He hoped the angelic figure could sense the humor in the last statement, but for all he knew there was no reaction to it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:11 pm
The figure seemed to smile at the comment and motioned for Azrael to stand up. This realm is certainly ravaged by war. For your task to be completed, you must reach out to a man called Timor, who is found amongst the people known as The Resistance. If he can help you, your task will be made easier.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:07 pm
Azrael looked up at the figure, mouthing the name, Timor, as if he knew or at least heard of him. He nodded his understanding, thankful to have someone else to help him in his task. "Is there anyone else that I should seek out? Are there any other of my kin lost in this world?" he asked as his voice died down towards the end of his question. Yes, he was supposed to end the war peacefully, but he made it his personally duty to make sure that his brethren, if there were any in this realm, were safe and could return with him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:13 pm
Elijah. It is not known, yet, where he will be found, but as of now, Timor is fighting a young man not far from here. You will know what to do...
The figure faded away.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:04 pm
Azrael was caught off guard whe he heard Elijah's name, but then he thought for a few moments and came to the conclusion that it couldn't be the prophet that he knew. "I will find Timor... and eventually Elijah.." hes stated as the light before him started to fade away.
The Arc angel stood up and closed his eyes, to see if he could sense the slightest bit of angelic aura. Once located, his eyes snapped open and his head jerked towards the direction of the disturbance. He crouched slightly, his wings spreading as they prepared to speed him towards his target, the Arc angel Timor.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:08 pm
((Correction Arch Angel Timor))
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Dirus of Darkness Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:13 pm
In a whirlwind of black wings, the thing set Timor down none-too-gently, and disappeared, revealing that Casper was standing there, eyes red, leaning on the handle of her katana.
"Hello."
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Dirus of Darkness Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:17 pm
"What the fu..." said Timor as he picked himself up. He looked up at Casper and then at the Crown. "Easy... Casper... easy.... you don't know that you have there," he said.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:22 pm
Casper glared at him and tapped the headband. "This? Oh, yes, I do know what I have here. And apparently, you didn't, or you wouldn't have fried my computers," she said, her voice growing darker with each word. A flame popped up next to Timor's foot, just a centimeter away.
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Dirus of Darkness Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:25 pm
The flame was immediatly extinguished. Timor pulled out a sword. "Alright, lets dance," he said.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:31 pm
Casper lifted her katana out of the ground and held it in front of her. "I hope you didn't make a wedding date already. I have a feeling it's gonna have to be postponed."
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Dirus of Darkness Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 5:36 pm
Timor was silent. He held his sword in front of him, awaiting the attack.
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