accidental video;
[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.]
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.]
Don't be. Vince is probably one of the few that couldn't care less.
He already said what he had to say. He doesn't speak when there is nothing to say.]
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You must enjoy wasting your own time. I trust somebody has, at some point, explained the rules of conversation to you?
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And then, suddenly, some gold bleeds into his eyes and make the pupil disappear completely, and fangs elongate in his mouth as a smile appears. When he next speaks, the voice isn't the same one, but sounds like a million voices all compressed into one.]
I'm sorry, was this a conversation? All I saw was a birdie getting huffy.
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Intriguing though this is, you couldn't hope to ever intimidate me.
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I'm not the one trying to look intimidating, Fluffy.