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[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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[This isn't the answer she wants to hear. She wants Gabriel to tell her something less psychological, more concrete, something she can do to make it hurt less. As incompatible as it is with her pride and fledgling independence, she wants him to tell her what to do so she can stop having to make her own wrong choices.]

Three would not be necessary.

Here, there is no throne to shout at in vain.

[They have to deal with it like adults. How infuriating.]

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I stopped caring. [That's not even true- he never did stop. What he did was stop thinking about it, went so far down off the beaten path, he didn't have to look or think about Heaven anymore. The trick is to disassociate yourself from it.

It's easier when family isn't staring you in the face, though. In other words, he's not sure he has answer for this.]

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[No, he didn't. Raphael can sense the lie as soon as it passes his lips, but for once does not feel the need to call attention to it. She is too tired and beaten-down to want to.]

Did you intend on ever seeing us again?

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Not until something changed.

[So no. Not really.]

It's not like I would've been welcomed back anyway.

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[That answers her real question. Anything Gabriel has to say on this matter is suited to her needs: dealing with the reality of never, ever seeing your family again.]

Not easily.

[There's something she has to say. It bursts out of her before she can stop it.]

Michael's absence will make me more unstable. I have no idea why I am telling you this, but that Lucifer wouldn't listen. [And she has nobody else.]

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You'll live. [It might sound callous, but it's the truth. She'll get over it and she'll survive and she'll be better for it. That's all there is to it.]