accidental video;

[expunger]

[Gray. The opening shot is all dim gray and dusky, a boring shot of a concrete wall stained with black ash, before too-bright blue-white light knifes through the picture again, causing horrible screaming static for a brief moment. Everything whirls before the PCD lands, now pointed up at a derelict ceiling. From far off, noise can be heard: footsteps, crackling electricity, a low electric tinny and hard breathing. After a long minute the picture shakes again, lifting and turning around to show Raphael's face.

She looks, for lack of a better word, like shit. For an angel she looks exhausted, with faint circles under her eyes. Her skin has a papery quality that is strongly evocative of Lucifer. Face rot dots her hairline and a small spot on one side of her jaw, again very like what Lucifer suffers from. Despite coming out of a terrible event (for which she was a complete hermit, speaking to and seeing no one), there's obviously something else on her mind.]

The Archangel Michael is gone. You would do well to never speak his name again where we can hear it.

[ooc note: anyone going to find her will find her in the Wastes. Yes, even if they poof to her side immediately, angels. She can hustle.]

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[thelightbringer]

[He's not sure why he goes to her. But he does. She's the only one who needed Michael half as much as he does.

He says nothing--there's nothing that can be said.]

[expunger]

[Raphael is already standing at the head of a fallen dragon, one wing broken, watching blankly as it struggles to get up. With a raise of her hand, its good wing breaks, leaving it to collapse on the ground and roar in rage.

There is nothing to say.]

[thelightbringer]

[He lifts a hand, thinking of breaking its tail or dislocating its jaw. But he crosses his arms instead. Let her destroy it if she needs.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE FUCKING WASTES?

Here's Gabriel. Here is Gabriel yanking a fucking flesh-eating rabbit that jumped him as soon as he tracked her down off his arm. He tosses the dead animal aside and stares at her.

...Okay. It's... Obvious he... Should have stuck with the rabbit.]

Three out of four's not so bad...

[HEY, LITTLE DEAD RABBIT. COME BACK HERE SO GABRIEL DOESN'T HAVE TO MAKE WORDS.]

[expunger]

[SORRY, GABRIEL. YOU'RE CAUGHT IN HER STARE OF DOOM. DOOOOOM. Also, there's dragon blood on her shoes. And her businesswoman slacks.]

He was the one who mattered.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[Your dragon is way more impressive than his rabbit. Y U GOTTA ONE UP EVERYONE?

See Gabriel. See Gabriel deadpan.]

Thanks, Raphael. That means a lot to me.

[video, because he's a moron]

[emptynight]

Is that the royal we or the angel we?

yes. yes, he is.

[expunger]

[G l a r e. You're talking to a woman with dragon blood on her clothes, Thomas. Don't mess.]

Both.

[emptynight]

[There's no label pointing it out as dragon blood. He doesn't know.]

So who died and made you Angel Queen?

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[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

[Michael is gone. Castiel has seen little of his brother over his time here, but that hasn't been a bad thing; in fact, Castiel is quite glad for it. And that he is gone is only better. It changes things, shifting power balances, and for once it's going in his favor.

There may need to be damage control done with Lucifer, but either himself or Gabriel will be able to manage it, he's certain. And now, the team of the three of them was the more powerful, no longer outmatched by Raphael and Michael if it came down to it.

So Castiel is pleased by this turn of events, inwardly. He's no where near stupid enough, however, particularly coming out of that last event, to speak to Raphael. In fact he really wants to stay as far away from his siblings as possible at the moment, even the ones he likes. So though he watches this feed, and the responses, he says nothing himself.]

[Video]

[thewinterdoe.livejournal.com]

{Lily has a hard time looking directly at Raphael. All the same, she wants to express her condolences.}

Do you need anything?

[Video]

[expunger]

Nothing a human could provide.

[Almost snarled, too vehemently with too much feeling in her voice to be even close to normal.]

[Video]

[thewinterdoe.livejournal.com]

You sound like you're on edge. {Said bluntly.}

[bunny_flower]

Raphael-dono, what's wrong?

[expunger]

I wonder why you bother replying if you clearly did not listen.

[bunny_flower]

I meant your face, Raphael-dono.

[ff_red_turk]

... You look like hell.

[expunger]

What makes you think I'm remotely interested in your opinion?

[Somebody's cranky. Clearly.]

[ff_red_turk]

[Staaaaaare.]

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

[Juliet gives her deepest and most respectful curtsy, keeping her head bowed. She has a vague idea of what the Lady must be feeling - her own sorrow when Tybalt was stolen away must be the barest shadow of emotion compared to an Angel of the Lord losing her brother.]

I am truly sorry, Lady Raphael.

[Video]

[expunger]

Apologies are all but useless.

[But she's just a little less severe than with the others.]

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

If I could offer anything else, Lady, I would.

[Video]

[somethingspecial]

... Raphael?

[Video]

[expunger]

[Not looking at the camera.] Say something useful if you will speak at all.

[Video]

[somethingspecial]

[Oh. Well then. Alright. Rachel purses her lips into a thin line.]

... Michael might come back. You can't predict this place -- he might've been trapped in a time loop or -- sent home temporarily, but people always come back.