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 Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 10:56 am
The Church is a huge, ornate building. It serves as the Angel's headquarters and place of worship.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 7:34 pm
Not unlike a vampire, the paled skinned Dominix's had cold eyes and a hunters instinct well hidden. Sitting relaxed about middle row of the empty benches of the church, the warrior didn't appear to follow the norms when it came to worship. But one should never judge a man for the way he talks to the creator.
After all, he had put out his smoke before even meeting the steps on the building, he had removed his hood of his cloak, even taken off his gloves. He had dressed for poor weather, but he had been in luck and the cloak had not been needed, but even on a sunny day the removal of his gloves were rare.
Dominix reached within his cloak for his pocket watch to check the time, it had been almost an hour and he thought if he remained to much longer he would be overstaying his welcome. He shut the cover lip of the pocket watch with his thumb slid the chained watch back within his pocket.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 7:52 pm
The door opened suddenly with a loud creak, allowing the noon day sun to pour into into the Church's chapel area. An armored angel strode inside, his helmet beneath his arm, as he shut the heavy doors quietly. The day of worship had long been over and it seemed that everyone had already headed home... Michael's eyes fell on Dominix's back. The angel walked briskly down the aisle and took a seat next to him, a kind smile painted across his face.
"Hello there friend."
He said in greeting with a nod of his head. The wooden pews somehow withstood the weight of the man's armor as he settled down; as a warrior angel, he never removed it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 8:53 pm
Dominix's nodded to the angel, but he did not return the smile. The pale skinned being not being that of pleasant company, epically not while on business. Which was what brought him into the church in the first place. Though he was not "unwelcome" he wasn't look upon with high regard, but angel's tend to keep good posture and kept polite through most of their actions and so he wasn't ever ridiculed on his visits.
"As you probably have guessed, i am not here on a social visit, but what i desire may fall into the grounds of...touchie. So i thought it best to ask"
Dominix looked forward, straight ahead to the front of the church. He thought about minding his words carefully, but the blunt approach was just easier.
"I need holy water" Dominix shifted his glance over to the angel "And i need it, as soon as possible"
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 9:37 pm
Michael nodded. The strange pale man's request wasn't too outlandish; Holy Water was a free thing. The angel stood up and thundered over to the ornate baptismal font, his armor rattling with every step. He pulled a metal flask from a hidden pocket and dipped it inside, filling the thing up before screwing the cap back on and wandering back. He stopped a foot away from the man, his hand extended, offering it with a slight smile.
"What do you plan on doing with it, sir?"
He asked politely as he kept a tight grip on the flask.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 2:17 am
Dominix lips actually cracked into a smile, and he spoke with a some what crazed laughter. "There are just some creatures that can't be killed without some holy intervention."
Dominix looked up towards the ceiling his eyes looking through the roof and into the clouds above. "And such isn't really my strong point. So i need an aid"
Dominix slowly slid his gloves back over his hands as he stood up from his seat. Extending his gloved right hand to accept the holy water flask.
"My apologies, but i don't have time to stay and chat. You have my thanks for getting me this..." Dominix paused for a moment "Michael Gales, perhaps named after the Archangel?" Dominix waved his left hand, suggesting that the question be discarded. "Not my business, may i take that flask from you?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:41 am
Michael pressed the flask into the strange man's hand with a faint smile. His reason for needing it was good enough for him. He didn't bother asking how the stranger knew his name -the archangel WAS the commander in the Lord's army, and was pretty well known around Heaven so it wouldn't be surprising if even this outsider knew him.
"Will that be all?"
The armored man asked politely. Handing out Holy Water and the like wasn't exactly his job, but the priests and nuns were nowhere to be found at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 2:17 pm
Dominix accept the flask of holy water and dropped his head as he bowed politely to show his thanks. Unlike the warriors of this day and age, Dominix was respectful more then prideful and found himself in debt to the angel even if the role he played might have been considered minor.
Dominix stepped out into the path between the row of benches and looked down towards the doorway then back towards the angel. "I will remember how you assisted me this day, i have not always been on good terms with your kind. So your actions will not be forgotten, and i hope in the future i get a chance to repay you for this." Dominix said as his body began to sink into its own shadow. Like quicksand he sank into the earth, his preferred means of travel.
"I bid farewell, may lady luck be on your side angel" were the final words Dominix spoke before his body was consumed by the shadows.
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