(Dear, Gabriel doesn't keep holy water ready. o_O There's always normal water around and he can bless it if need be, but he's a good enough fighter that he doesn't really rely on things like holy water. xD Raphael could always ask him to bless it, I suppose)
Gabriel, it... it's fine. I'm a demon now. I have fangs and my aura is infernal. I... I gave in to temptation and to make it worse I enjoyed it. I deserved to Fall, but the pain of losing you and Aziraphale... He... He told me you're not the angel who raised me and... Those words were worse than realizing what I had become... *The tears spill down his cheeks, crimson demon tears leaving bloody paths on his face* I felt so alone before my Fall, but now I realize I truly am alone.
I felt so alone! I could barely feel his presence. It felt like Fa- could he still call Him that? He had forsaken me. I... I tried to find that comfort the Presence always gave elsewhere. But now I know that tiny twinkling that remained was far greater than the gaping emptiness I now have. *starts to cry all over again* I know I deserve every punishment that has come to me, but I refuse to pledge my loyalty to Satan and my nature prevents me from being ae to repent.
Haha I guess this is your warning that if we RP Belial presenting Raphael to Lucifer, he's going to be defiant. Also. Did Mynah tell you we think you should stay away from the kitchen for awhile? <3 <3 Just for your protection until Gabriel cools down. Order take out <3
"If I end up in there I don't think he'd let me stay long, even if he did find it amusing," he said bitterly. He tried to melt closer into the embrace, dimly wondering what his new life as one of Belial's... whatever was going to be like. He shivered, then felt as if his blood had chilled to ice as he remembered the fury that had surged through him that had lead to a broken headboard and... and
"Gabriel..." Desperation saturated every word spoken from his mouth. "If you sense me nearby and I am... I am angry... Run. Don't try to say hello, don't try to thwart. I'm afraid I..." He bit his lip. "When Wrath overtakes me I really do become a monster
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His brother was now a monster, then, and Gabriel bit his lip hard. Stroking Raphael's hair, he took a deep breath before responding just as softly. "I'm not going to Bind you. I should order you never to approach us again, but I'm not sure I can; I have no right to order you now, anyway." As a Fallen Archangel, he would probably be given a fairly high rank eventually; they would have to face him in the final battle, sooner or later.
Gabriel kissed Raphael's brow gently, trying to ignore the burn of the infernal aura against his own light. There was a strange burning behind his own eyes, and it had nothing to do with their auras. "Go, Raphael, and try to stay away from angels. Especially Michael."
"Very well..." He reluctantly pulled away, offering a smile that normally would have been his trademark gentle smile, the one that was like a whisper of comfort. Now he had no idea how it appeared and only hoped Gabriel understood that he was truly trying. "I know you cannot order me... rank means nothing between us now... But you still do mean everything and therefor I will respect your wishes and never approach you again." The words hurt forming on his tongue but he tried to remain strong. "I wish you well. And please... Don't forget your promise to me. When it comes to the Final Battle, when Lucifer is cast away... You will kill me quickly
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He remembered ripping the first feather pendant off, tossing it after Raphael, after Raphael had lied to him to hide his deal with the Metatron. Raphael had tried so hard to protect him, and yet he'd Fallen because of his own weaknesses. I should have been there for him, I should have done something, changed things...
He watched the demon fly off until he was out of sight, then pulled the plastic wrapping off, tugging the cord over his head. The fiery feather rested against his sternum, and there was still a lingering sense of the aura of the Archangel of Healing in it.
He had work to do; Raphael's records had to be updated, evidently, and someone had to be appointed to his post eventually. Michael would have to be calmed. Gabriel hadn't cried in centuries, and he wasn't going to do so now. He had no time, it was weak, Raphael was gone and it was useless...
The church bells were ringing, drowning out his soft sobs.
[ooc: I'm crying like he was my brother now, thanks Gabriel.]
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Sincerest apologies, Raphael is not adjusting well to Falling D:... Raphael get out of there!!
Raphael: *wibbles and holds water bottle protectively*
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Oh okay XD sorry
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I felt so alone! I could barely feel his presence. It felt like Fa- could he still call Him that? He had forsaken me. I... I tried to find that comfort the Presence always gave elsewhere. But now I know that tiny twinkling that remained was far greater than the gaping emptiness I now have. *starts to cry all over again* I know I deserve every punishment that has come to me, but I refuse to pledge my loyalty to Satan and my nature prevents me from being ae to repent.
Haha I guess this is your warning that if we RP Belial presenting Raphael to Lucifer, he's going to be defiant. Also. Did Mynah tell you we think you should stay away from the kitchen for awhile? <3 <3 Just for your protection until Gabriel cools down. Order take out <3
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(She told me, yes. xD And oh dear.
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"Gabriel..." Desperation saturated every word spoken from his mouth. "If you sense me nearby and I am... I am angry... Run. Don't try to say hello, don't try to thwart. I'm afraid I..." He bit his lip. "When Wrath overtakes me I really do become a monster ( ... )
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Gabriel kissed Raphael's brow gently, trying to ignore the burn of the infernal aura against his own light. There was a strange burning behind his own eyes, and it had nothing to do with their auras. "Go, Raphael, and try to stay away from angels. Especially Michael."
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He remembered ripping the first feather pendant off, tossing it after Raphael, after Raphael had lied to him to hide his deal with the Metatron. Raphael had tried so hard to protect him, and yet he'd Fallen because of his own weaknesses. I should have been there for him, I should have done something, changed things...
He watched the demon fly off until he was out of sight, then pulled the plastic wrapping off, tugging the cord over his head. The fiery feather rested against his sternum, and there was still a lingering sense of the aura of the Archangel of Healing in it.
He had work to do; Raphael's records had to be updated, evidently, and someone had to be appointed to his post eventually. Michael would have to be calmed. Gabriel hadn't cried in centuries, and he wasn't going to do so now. He had no time, it was weak, Raphael was gone and it was useless...
The church bells were ringing, drowning out his soft sobs.
[ooc: I'm crying like he was my brother now, thanks Gabriel.]
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