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Post by Azrael Devas on Sept 13, 2009 15:12:58 GMT -5
 i'll keep you safe from dangerYOU'LL NEVER HURT AGAIN______________________________________________________
The young woman's line of sight was, understandably, flickering down to his pants. It was... awkward. But he pretended not to notice- after all, she was doing a pretty good job of keeping back the laughter he guessed she was feeling, and he didn't want her to feel at all awkward. Although, that was pretty much unavoidable at this point, right? But he wanted to do the most he could to make casual conversation with a celestial being... comfortable for her. Even if the celestial being was a messy eater.
But her next question stumped even Azrael. There really was nowhere that he could think of that would be an adequate place for talking about the supernatural so openly, not anywhere nearby anyway. There were a few select places on this planet where things like that were known and accepted, but they were few. Very few. He didn't even like most of the people there anyway, they were either angels guilty of extreme vanity or just human beings trying desperately to become what they would never be. It'd probably make a great reality TV show.
"Well I- oh," He began, showing his realisation. "I guess there's really... nowhere, is there. I mean, I don't suppose you have an apartment or anything? Believe me, myself and Gabriel are perfectly capable of taking us there near instantly."
Azrael was uncomfortably aware that he had just hastened himself an invitation into the woman's home, and it didn't sit well with him. But his desire to talk to his old friend who had imposed himself upon her body was stronger than his feeling of guilt over imposing. As a matter of fact... now that he had been reminded of Gabriel, he was really starting to miss him. And was actually getting pretty impatient about talking to him, too. Most of all he needed to know some news from upstairs, how things were sitting. But he didn't really know how long Gabriel had been down here- another thing he had to ask.
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Post by millicent dylan barker on Sept 14, 2009 3:38:20 GMT -5
Millicent hadn't really encountered any other angels yet. Gabriel was all about working alone. He was just that type of angel. The fact that he'd chosen her body to work "alone' in, sort of bothered her. He couldn't have chosen a man to take over and tear up to pieces. She couldn't count the bruises on her body on one hand from her blackouts. If she didn't completely trust in Gabriel, she'd think she was going crazy. Unfortunately, he'd already shoved her arm into a boiling pot of water and she walked away unscathed, so she knew he was the real deal. Of course, if she was crazy, she might have imagined the whole thing. Oh well, it was too late to go back now. She was stuck with the angel, whether or not it was all in her head. The fact that there was a tall blonde hunk of a man standing in front of her talking about angels helped her keep her sanity in tact. He seemed to know what she was talking about, so that was good enough for her.
She smiled a bit at him as he suggested a location for them to move. She did in fact have an apartment. She sighed a bit and shrugged. "We can go to my place, but it's actually only a few blocks away." She said and pointed down the street. "So we can probably just walk." She laughed a bit and started to walk in the general direction of her apartment. She only assumed he'd follow. At least he wanted to interact with the angel inside of her. She wasn't sure she could say the same. She was sick of hearing gabe's voice every fifteen seconds. She'd had enough of it. She would gladly give him away to some devout minister person, but apparently that wasn't how it worked. She was stuck with him until he didn't need her anymore, and she'd just have to live with it.
"Gabriel isn't coming out to play for a while though." She said with a grimace as they walked. She couldn't stand sharing her body anymore. She wasn't even really in her right mind when she swore it over to him in the first place. It hardly seemed fair that she was stuck with him. "He's already broken my body down enough for one day." She grumbled and noticed that it hurt more and more to walk these days. Gabriel had told her that if she just let him have her body for longer she'd heal quicker, but she couldn't stand to go for weeks at a time without being herself. It drove her crazy watching him do things in some sort of coma haze. It was the weirdest feeling ever.
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Post by Azrael Devas on Sept 23, 2009 13:59:24 GMT -5
i'll keep you safe from dangerYOU'LL NEVER HURT AGAIN______________________________________________________
Suddenly, Azrael was feeling incredibly guilty. He hadn't realised that there was a chance of injury for the host body of possession, but now that he thought about it, it seemed logical. If a puppeteer dropped their puppet in a blender, it was probably going to get blended. Being only partially human himself, he had a great deal of durability in comparison to his cohorts in their entirely human bodies. As well as with his exquisite weapon ability, he couldn't say he'd ever had a bad injury throughout the whole time he had been on Earth. The worst he had ever been harmed was in his last battle with Set, which he'd healed from pretty quickly to be honest.
It didn't seem like Gabriel to be harming her at all, not deliberately anyway. And a little irresponsible for him to keep on doing it. Surely he'd stop being the freedom fighter if he realised he was hurting an innocent? Perhaps his time on Earth in the body of a human was damaging him. The idea of trying to purge her of him, even if it was only temporary at best, was becoming more and more tempting. Just to give her a little break. He'd be able to talk to Gabriel then, too.
"Sure, that is, as long as you feel comfortable."
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