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Sallie,
Don't think I can visit your time, but if you're tired of the Observation Window and you'd like to come to mine, here are some ideas. I don't go out much. Anything look interesting?
RaguelThere are several touristy brochures accompanying the note, all touting various places to spend a pleasant afternoon in and around Los ( Read more... ) -
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His mission is simple enough: get a large supply of weapons out of the hands of a man who has proven time and again that he can not handle them properly. If asked, Raguel could not explain what is meant by 'properly,' but he can be fairly certain that it does not include threatening unsuspecting people into giving you money and food. That would ( Read more... ) -
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Want to know what Raguel (un_fallen) thinks of character X? Get 'em here. You can have the present or future version if that's the way your multiverse turns, or Famine (die_tician) if you prefer. Famine's opinion, though, is likely to be kind of one-dimensional. ;) -
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Crowley has been surprisingly charitable for most of the time spent in Raguel's new apartment - criticizing everything, of course, but only in the most general way. He pronounces it barely habitable, which Raguel takes to mean that he's done a decent job. And if the shower (and by necessity, the bathroom) has slightly larger dimensions when ( Read more... ) -
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Somewhere in the vicinity of New Melbourne, Raguel is brokering a deal.
They're a ragtag group - all the unsavory types he's used to dealing with (except maybe for one sandy-haired kid in the corner, panic in his face, as green around the gills as anyone he's ever seen). This many weapons, that many bags of grain - and the sellers want weapons ( Read more... ) -
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The staff of the 24-hour diner leave him alone, for the most part. The coffee's nearly cold when he finally comes to his decision.
He's known for a long time that this was coming, he reasons. He found out it could happen from the kid by the lake that night. He even had a conversation with Aziraphael about it, more than a year ago. Both ( Read more... ) -
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There's still quite a lot of blood on his shirt, but before he even thinks of wishing it away, Raguel sends a note back to Galadan. Enclosed is the wooden 'G' the messenger had been carrying in his pocket. It's a little stained now, but otherwise good as new.
You really shouldn't trust Gi Saeng with your packaging as he tends to make stops to ( Read more... ) -
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Raguel was good, he found, at traveling under the radar. He didn't usually do it on purpose, but he'd never had a desire to go to ground quite so thoroughly as he did now. Skulking around Los Angeles became skulking around small towns in Nebraska, large towns in Washington, medium towns in New Hampshire. His only thought was to keep moving, keep ( Read more... ) -
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When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that's the best
When they lay me down to die
Goin' up to the spirit in the sky
After his horrible conversation with Mal all those weeks ago, Raguel went for a walk. It wasn't outwardly any different from the usual; he walked through the city because he didn't know what else to do. He'd ( Read more... ) -
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Raguel slinks in, head down, an air of determination and untouchability about him that keeps most patrons looking right past him. He's here to wait and to watch, and if the people he's looking for fail to turn up in an hour or so, he'll leave.
It's not the easiest thing, being in here. He tries not to look around much beyond the door.