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Seductive God of Thunder Crew
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 Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 5:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 12:47 am
 EmachielVirtue of Nature____________________________________________________ Mystic Falls... A town that held many secrets. The angel known as Emachiel had never visited this place before, but he could certainly sense the variety of... odd supernatural auras that permeated it. This was some sort of breeding ground for monsters, this he could already tell. And yet, the people around him moved around as if all was normal. Either they were totally ignorant, or willfully so, and Emachiel didn't know which could be considered worse. Then again, he figured, humans were far too concerned with their own lives, and their senses were simply too dull, to be able to perceive all that was around them, much less the fact that an angel of the Lord-- particularly one that had been forced to take on the job of cleaning up after humanity's messes harmed the very planet they called home-- walked among them.
Still, dsespite Emachiel's distaste for humans in general for making his former job harder, he knew that there were a relative few of them that genuinely wished to keep the harm done to the Earth to a minimum and did whatever they could do to minimize their own damage to it and even renew the ecosystems they lived in, and this made Emachiel feel rather proud. Perhaps Lailah had been right when she defended humanity from his accusations, at least somewhat. And Emachiel's thoughts now turned to his dear sister, whom was perhaps the only member of his kind he truly cared deeply for. He had yet to find her through the angelic telepathy they could use, but he was rather certain that she was in this town, and that she'd find him when the time was right.
In the meantime, Emachiel continued his stroll down Mystic Fall's town square, looking around at the various buildings whose function he only had a cursory knowledge of. One thing he did recognize were a set of mannequins in a store he passed, each of them showcasing business suits, the sort that Emachiel had an affinity for, and he briefly looked to his reflection in the mirror; or rather, the reflection of his vessel.
His vessel, Christopher Andrews, was a devout Christian who was in his late thirties. Unmarried, childless, and unemployed after being fired from his job as a secretary in Richmond. After Metatron's betrayal of the Heavenly Host and his casting out of all angels in Heaven itself, including Emachiel, out into the mortal realm, Emachiel quickly found Andrews and was granted permission to take him as a vessel. Unlike most vessels, Christopher's consciousness was occasionally roused, and the two were able to converse mentally, which greatly aided Emachiel in his still-growing knowledge of human life... and the human emotions he had begun to feel, even after recovering his Grace. Emachiel had found himself directed to Mystic Falls, follwoing some chatter on the "angel radio", and now hoped to find some of his bretheren and find a way back into Heaven, to make Metatron pay for his betrayal.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 2:37 am
 
This place was both stale and exciting, so many people who were damned, and yet so many innocents who had souls to sell. Not that Syntyche really cared about all that inside. Over the years she had become apathetic to Angels, Demons, and even humans. After all that torture and twisting of her soul Syn just didn't give a s**t anymore. Well, maybe for pleasure. A lot of pleasure. Said pleasure she was going to get today via said humans.
The leggy raven-haired woman strolled slowly, enjoying the view of all the young humans talking with friends, loved ones, just the general day-to-day life... humdrum, if you asked her. There was sooooo much more they could be doing than being total boobs. Was an orgy so uncalled for? They were just meat suits, animals, so why not give into those temptations of pleasure.
Syntyche looked over, down the sidewalk as people hurried past her, some with looks of interest and others happy to avoid her. What? Was something off about her? Maybe it was just the grin she has on? Her eyes looked down the other side but stopped as she caught sight of someone -no, some thing, an Angel. Welllll wellll, how interesting. Surely this would spice up her day. Syntyche strolled down the sidewalk and stopped next to the angel in his vessel, juuust out of arms reach.
"Darling, I don't think they have that dress is in your size..." Syn spoke with a dry yet cocky humor.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 1:10 pm
EmachielVirtue of Nature ____________________________________________________ As Emachiel looked to his vessel's reflection, he almost didn't notice a darker aura moving in his direction, until he saw it in the window.
A demon, he thought, and his face gave a clear scowl as he examined the demon's appearance. This demon had taken a woman who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties, and judging by all the billboards he'd seen and a few discussions he'd had with Christopher's consciousness, she fit the description of a woman many humans would find extremely attractive. Such a shame that she was being used as a puppet.
Emachiel slowly turned as the demon approached, and frowned as she snarked at him. This went over his head, unfortunately, so he responded with: "I don't think they sell dresses in that store. Or that I'm supposed to wear them. I prefer these suits." His tone was rather serious, almost grave really.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 7:37 pm
This was utterly dangerous for her, standing so close to an Angel, taunting him, inches away from being smited. And yet..... It was rather a large turn on. His meat suit was also rather attractive to her.
"Oh, don't be so ....ridged." She waved her hand dismissively. Her eyes gave his suit a glance up and down making her smirk twitch at the corners. "Seems you picked a rather handsome meat suit. I would prefer that the suit be off entirely though..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:06 pm
EmachielVirtue of Nature ____________________________________________________ Emachiel quirked an eyebrow at the demon's words, feeling rather perplexed. Wouldn't him leaving his vessel cause her own to be destroyed or damaged?
Oh wait, he realized, she's talking about the clothes I'm wearing! He felt an odd mental sensation, one that Christopher had referred as "kicking oneself for saying or thinking something stupid". Shaking this off, Emachiel looked Syntche up and down in turn, but he was not evaluating her vessel in quite the same manner as she had his... Mostly because he didn't know how.
"Well, if you think my vessel is handsome, I'm sure yours would be considered attractive too," he said. Perhaps if the two were to have known each other personally, they might have been friends. But Christopher's consciousness was dormant and unable to weigh his opinion at the time, and he imagined this demon's vessel was the same. And then he realized that he could smite her at any moment, freeing the vessel, but he didn't do it... Mostly because this demon was not acting in a threatening manner. A strange one from the angel's point of view, but not dangerous. Yet.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 10:39 pm
Syn could just see the wheels and cogs turning in his little angelic head and it made her smirk all the more. Poor angel. "You must be new on Earth. That was a sexual advance, a flirtation." It only caused her to slowly shake her head and moved around him, getting a very nice view of his vessel. "Oh yes, she is very attractive to Human standards.... and mine." It was why she had picked her in the first place, that and Syn tended to pick females who resembled how she used to look when she was alive. Raven hair, pale skin, and a pretty face.
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2014 8:08 pm
EmachielVirtue of Nature ____________________________________________________ Emachiel's eyebrow remained raised as he listened to this demon. He looked down at his vessel and frowned, then looked back to Syntyche, unsure of how to take what she said.
"I don't know if I should feel... good, that the appearance of my vessel is appreciated, or disgusted that it's a demon who's telling me so." he said to her, a small frown appearing on his face, and he turned and started to walk away.
"Regardless, I can think of better ways to spend my time than talk to one of your kind."
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2014 8:39 pm
"Awww, don't be like that. Though I do love it when they play hard to get.." She smiled as he turned to leave as if he had just insulted her or something. Pfft, she had heard worse. Syn followed him anyway, determined to get some entertainment out of this. "I wasn't always a demon, you know... even now, I'm not your ...typical demon - at least, I like to think I'm not."
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 8:01 pm
EmachielVirtue of Nature ____________________________________________________ Emachiel stopped, looking back over his shoulder at the demonic woman, giving something of a hard look to her. He turned back around and led her to an empty alleyway, and then faced her once more, arms crossed.
"I guess you have my attention," he said, a small frown on his face as he looked her in the eye. "Care to explain yourself?"
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 8:12 pm
Syntyche followed him with a wry smirk, he was so paranoid and she wasn't nearly paranoid enough. It was mildly amusing for her, just enough to hold her attention. The moment he stopped in that alley and turned around to her, she didn't let him get many words out before she had him up against the brick wall of the building next to them, her lips locked onto his as her hands balled into fists his suit jacket's collar. She broke the kiss with a smile, "Mmm, even if you smite me now, it was ohh soo worth it."
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2014 2:11 pm
EmachielVirtue of Nature ____________________________________________________ Emachiel didn't have time to react before the demon got in close; for a moment, he tensed up, his body instinctively reacting to a perceived danger. But then he felt her lips meet his, and then he became very confused, looking down at her with a dumbfounded expression as she grinned cheekily up at him.
"What... What was that?" he asked, and he gently pushed her away, taking the parts of his suit that she had balled in her fists and smoothing them out.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2014 4:05 pm
"Oh you poor thing.." She tsk'ed at him. "That was a kiss, darling. A lot more goes with it. I could.... show you.. if you'd like?" Syn moved closer to him again, the back of her hand brushed his cheek softly.
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