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Zv01: ::The presence graced the foliage and sweet taste of midnight air like a like of fire across the flesh of many. He had been here...for quiet a while. His soul was pain, aching so very deeply from sights he had come to take in only
Zv01: earlier that day. Bagged pants of his Kimono lifted, holding knees to chin with a wrap of arms around shins. Lower lips was slwoly pulled into the grip of teeth as he slowly began to chew. How...why...what had they done? Head would
Zv01: shake violently, sending locks of silky, red hair about as he told himself he was wrong. He had to be...the Gods would never lie to them, would they? A single tear crapt down his cheek as he happened to look up, catching Gabrielle's
Zv01: sight through parted leaves of night breeze. Perhaps she could help him understand. She was, after all, the Angel Queen. She would have to know...right? Left hand swapping around the shaft of his sheathed blade, he would stand and
Zv01: draw arm over his nose, snifflinf as he approached towards her.::
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle need not hear the footfalls of those that came towards her. She had learned to hone in with the angelic tear to others emotions. This was the feelin of.. distraught. lifting that slender form as she spoke softly, closing
Gabrielle Roele: those sparkling hues to take a deep breath:: What troubles you.. Rogziel? . . ::Wings folded further, like a blanket over her shoulders. Lower wings remained flared, as she stood silently only a moment or two more, before turning
Gabrielle Roele: around to face him with a smile, and slowly opening eyes. Gabrielle relished in her gardens. Peace was always here come nightfall. For some reason, it was a time of resting. Strangely enough... Gabrielle stepped from that perched
Gabrielle Roele: rock to near Rogziel further::
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Zv01: ::When she had come close enough, he fell upon one knee and rested sword-held hand against the grounf. Free arm fell to knee as he looked to the ground. In his heart, he searched for the words to say. How could he ask Zv01: without...offending her. Slowly taking a deep breath, eyes of bright blue looked upon her, lips exhaling a force of gentle nature.:: My Queen...I must ask you...Why have the Gods forsaken us? Why do they allow mankind to do as they
Zv01: wish with us? What sin have we commited to deserve such an existance? ::His eyes pleaded with her, begging for an answer to all this. It was obvious, his soul was shattered and heart was trampled upon. Would he ever be the same
Zv01: person he was before? More importantly, would he take matters into his own hand, losing his purity?::
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle could only blink softly, lowering herself to him, as she spoke in silent whisper. Eyes darting up a moment, before officially letting words escape soft pink lips. Placing a hand upon Rogziels own free one, she attempted
Gabrielle Roele: to answer best she knowingly could..:: Rogziel.. we have committed no sin. . We are not being punished. . The Gods have not forsaken us, the Gods still hold such a love for us, that .. ::she lowered her head.. yes, it pained her to
Gabrielle Roele: still keep well in mind her father was indeed, fallen. As much as he had done.. she still was his daughter.:: .. Gabriel just doesn't understand. . They do not *allow* mankind to do such things to us.. it .. it is in their imperfect
Gabrielle Roele: nature to do such things. . . ::lifting her head up as she tried to maintain that soft, and healing smile:: .. understand? Zv01: ::Upon her words, his expression began to slowly shift. His verson emotions began to stir and change within his soul. For a second, disgust filled his eyes. Then it became a hatred filled anger.:: No! The Gods allow this to happen
Zv01: to us, 'else they would put a cease to this nature. We were created first. And now, we are nothing more then cattle to those pathetic... ::His head shook as his tried to get it all out, in the process, pushing away from
Zv01: Gabrielle.:: Those MONKEYS! ::His chest began to heave under the baggy white Kimono top. Along the back, the fabric would began to strain with the continuous press of wings. In a rush of motion, both wings of silky white features Zv01: shot out, sending a few pieces of cloth along the ground. Left hand curled fingers around his sword as he shook his head. He couldn't believe the Gods would do such a thing.:: Have you seen the atrocities Humans have commited upon
Zv01: our brothers and sisters?!
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle stood in a sigh, trying to keep her composure to Rogziel in all his anger. Gabrielle shut her eyes tightly, before allowing golden wings to snap out to create silence amongst the two, regardless of whom was speaking more
Gabrielle Roele: than the other. She shook her head softly, parting lips to speak in a louder tone than she had been before, but still calm enough to be considered a 'speech' rather than a yell:: Rogziel. Nor, I, Michael, or the Gods expect many to
Gabrielle Roele: understand the nature of their creation. However, to question such.. and display such.. such anger!.. ::she threw her arm to the side, keeping a solid calming stare towards his own eyes:: is totally unnecessary. These mortals, I
Gabrielle Roele: will not deny, have done much to our bretherin, and inflicted pain upon eachother. No one knows more so than I .. ::She shook her head:: Though, these "monkeys", as you so call them.. not *all* of them derive from evil! .. You *must
Gabrielle Roele: * understand that they were not created for the purpose of killing us.. Though, I know not the reason for their creation, I do not, and *will* not question the Gods doing. . . they have their reasoning. And as I understand it, we
Gabrielle Roele: still carry out a purpose to that creation. Protection. Love. . . regardless of what has happened, or will happen, it is OUR purpose of creation to protect them now. . . Zv01: Question the Gods...I never thought I would do such a thing, ever... ::He looked down at the ground, squinting as he once more bit down upon his lower lip. How...could he live knowing all he knew? How could he just forget all he'd Zv01: seen? It wasn't something that could be done easily, not even for an Arc Angel such as he. Lower lip was released as he slowly looked up into her eyes, a fiery determination in them.:: But to he said we are to protect them...is a
Zv01: stupid and self-righteous move upon all who think it. I refuse to protect a being who sees me as nothing more then a...an item to collect, or some kind of eatable food to feed from. I will not allow this behavior to go on any
Zv01: longer. ::Sword was dropped as hand closed over his cheek and ear, a grinding of teeth following. He wanted to cry, scream, thrash about in personal suffer over all of this. He took it so deeply to heart, he couldn't simply ignore
Zv01: all this. His hands would trace father back, fingers moving along wings' base as eyes opened in thought.::
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle lowered her head. cursing to herself deep within the confines of her mind. Was this her fathers doing? His arrangement she thought? She wouldn't put it passed him to arrange anything of the sort..watching him with a
Gabrielle Roele: close eye, and listening with intent, she could only let out another calming breath:: Rogziel .. please understand.. there is much more than what is seen .. ::gabrielle knew deep within her, that there just was no hope for her
Gabrielle Roele: speech to continue further. This was all too commun a thing.. to speak her voice on things, and the way they are, and will be, only to watch another become fallen.. it pained her more than any would probably *ever* know to see her
Gabrielle Roele: own turn fallen. Still, gabrielle took it upon herself to try. Keeping that soft demeanor, and comforting tone, she tried to get through to him. Most especially when she saw him reaching for his wings in thought:: .. Rogziel ..
Gabrielle Roele: For all that is bad in creation, there is good as well. You must remember that. The wicked *will* fall, and there *will* be peace.. Angelic Justicar: Humans.... heh. It's ironic to hear such thigns declared of the human race. IN an era where you can be killed as easily as a thought can be contrived... Where the evil have gained powers beyond common reconing and those whom seek
Angelic Justicar: asylum will seek it wherever they can find it. Had you not thaought that your protection is the one thign that will allow them the ability to change? When you lose the hope that there is no "good" or "peaceful" way to resolve
Angelic Justicar: things they will serve and seek the protections and poers of thsoe with the most acapability to overcome their troubles. The atrocities done have history as all thigns do. Your protection and your actions towards those whom you are
Angelic Justicar: to protect are the veyr thigns that will destroy the source of doubt and the cause of the actiosn being committed against the angelic race. The power sof the demons and the vampiric races have grown blatantly apparant. The displays
Angelic Justicar: of their rule over nature and their ability to forge defenses and assualts in full fledge force are the veyr thigns that have given them the power and the reign, as well as the influence to creat ethe morals of those whom persecute
Angelic Justicar: you. IF you adhere to the things that you value and show them that, Persevere over those whom have goverened their teachings.. You sahll win them back to your reign. I do not claim it will occur in all circumstances.... It is always
Angelic Justicar: a building process.. And it is always a decision one must make for themselves. Yet it will be assuring the confidance to choose the path you walk.. that will make that difference. ::It was then that his precnece was made clear. Angelic Justicar: A five foot eleven frame peeled from the foliage, dissipatng the shroud of wateyr mist like a cascading fall acros shis frame, to stand at Gabrielle's side in a full lenght black leather trench linign the ridge of broad
Angelic Justicar: shoulderblades, with mathcing black silk shirt, and denim jeans. Aforementioned stainless steel toed boots held the gunmetal black hue, supporting him in the grasses of Eden:: If we are their protectors.. That's what they're Angelic Justicar: looking for. The wish the ability to make a differenc ein a world governed by the powers of darkness... they all seek that closure of immortality and purpose... Protect them... Give it to them. Zv01: ::He would answer in just a single word with deep meaning and even deeper show of emotion.:: No... ::His eyes stayed locked upon the ground in front of him as his breaths drew quicker, fingers twitching lightly.:: The humans are
Zv01: power hungry, and they want nothing more then to destroy us all. The Gods have done the wrong thing, but they are too arrogant to admit it. They think things will work themselves out, and they don't care if we die in the process. I
Zv01: even think the Gods enjoy watching us die. So much for the 'love'... ::He looked up to Gabrielle and this other for a moment, an angered frown forming upon his visage.:: Until the day the Humans change...when they finally see the
Zv01: wrong in their way I...I repent these damned wings! I refuse to be known as an Arc Angel! ::With quickened motions, hands reached back to take hold upon each base, the full force of his strength coming into play. It was then the
Zv01: ripping of flesh and popping of dislocated bone scattered across the air. Teeth gritted and grunt shifted to screams of unimaginable pain. A spray of crimson liquids shot across the area as he had ripped off his own wings. Pupils
Zv01: dilated as he fell to his knees, screaming finally skitting back into whines of pain, both the feather limbs falling to his side where puddles of blood began to form. The zapping of strength and grow of pulsing hell within his body
Zv01: forced him to the ground, staring into space as his figure lacked movement. Such an extreme show of protest...::
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle blinked and smiled as she heard J's speech. A welcoming smile to him. it was good to see such a good friend by her side, to aid her in such a 'predicament'. It wasn't often she was faced with company when it came to
Gabrielle Roele: situations such as this. And still, as soon as such a beautiful speech was finished, Gabrielle noted the constant protest of Rogziel. . before managing to utter a word inwards to his own speech, she heard the cracking of bone. Hand
Gabrielle Roele: reaching out in a golden healing glow. Still keeping her body silent in movement.. awaiting for him to finish and fall, as most have done before. Shaking her head, as tears, yes, tears flooded those eyes. Not out of understanding of
Gabrielle Roele: his physical pain, but his emotional anguish. Gods, it hurt her so much to see another one.. doing this. Shaking her head as she fell to her own knees in front of him, laying hands out to his back.. keeping off of his own flesh, and
Gabrielle Roele: now stained body. And yet.. nothing. Her healing was not working. Though, Gabrielle was in complete understanding that his wings *would* return in a new growth of color.. Gabrielle tried desperately to save him yet. Even after all
Gabrielle Roele: he had said. That was Gabrielle though.. so much love and devotion in her heart.. she wanted nothing more than for all to live in happiness. And yet, at this point, it just wasn't possible. Glancing to J as she shook her head with
Gabrielle Roele: wide eyes:: .. I .. I can't heal him.. ::Looking back to Rogziel she stared down to him, wanting so badly to just embrace him in a hug of comfort:: Angelic Justicar: ;:he'd shake hsi head a tthe fuewling anger as hsi eyes trickle dinto a new lock agains tthe change of distinctive resolve. his eyes twinkled a touch at that new taste of emotion that flared through the being's countenance. For
Angelic Justicar: the enterity of the display he'd keep that hint of a darkened smile curled acros sthe ridge of hsi lips. A slight shake of his head followed at the adamant loss of another whomc ould've been a great mentor to hime. The only thing
Angelic Justicar: he had been attesting to since he had entered the land of the angels. For the time being his almond brown eyes cleared to gaze up at the angel's working to pull across the ridge of his wingtips. At the draw of each wing he'd simply
Angelic Justicar: follow suit, leading to take the wing,s one after the other as they were bestowed. He didn't speak a word as the attestment was drawn, easing across the horizon to wait and watch as the pools of blood were risen and drawn
Angelic Justicar: keeping hsi silent poise as the act was completed to await his ressurected gaze as he looed into the night:: It is your choice to do so. Yet i can easily tell you this. Without anyone to show that path or to represent it. You
Angelic Justicar: choose a path that will lead you to become just as those you hate... The thriving thought that you are forsaken... It is a choice. An opinion.. And you're entitled to that. I can't say that you are wrong.. for I have no link to
Angelic Justicar: the Gods. All i do know is of those around me. I can only speak of my own experiences and the thigns I have learned vicariously through others. Yet I pray that you reconcider so that the world and the existance that you feel is
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Angelic Justicar: lost can be restored . people can change if given the reason wto do so. They have to see it in action and have a snese of proof that it can come true. You have adamant faith that the world is simply set as you've said..
Angelic Justicar: Powerhungry alone. Yet what of intent? You , having been an Arc Angel.. know the seperating line of power... The way you use it and exercise it.
Angelic Justicar: Do you seek to inspire or demean? If you turly feel humans have gone so corrupt? What can you do to open their eyes to find that embettering others will embetter yourself. Is this the example you wish to set forth for them to see
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Angelic Justicar: and live by? Do you truly believe that this act will create a better existance?
Zv01: ::The stress of extreme pain from Rogziel's removal of his own wings forced him to be weak. From Gabrielle's touch, he pushed up from the ground and tried to stand. Moving to two feet, he'd stumble forward a step and come crashing
Zv01: into the ground. His own blood ran along his body and fugged Kimono's top to his back. But, it was nearlt impossible to tell where it was, being the pants and his hair the same color and tone. Eyes slowly flickered up to J as he Zv01: spoke, his ears catching and releasing many of the words so he recieved a jumbled message. Now was not the best time to try and be phiosophical with him, being he ripped off his own wings. Clamping eyes shut, the newly become Fallen
Zv01: simply passed out from lack of strength and loss of blood. Such a horribly greusome sight to come of him. Sure it would have made a Vampire of blood-hungry beast lose their mind. As for Gabrielle...he knew not what she'd think of
Zv01: this. And for a single moment, he really didn't care. His path along the side of darkness had began, though, it was not a path many might expect of a 'Fallen Angel'. The meaning of this would become clear in due time when the
Zv01: fullness of his actions were to be revealed. For now, he could do nothing more then simply breath. Keeping consciousness...was out of the question.:: Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle stood as he did, trying desperately to hold him, and help him. Though, in his actions, and her inability to heal him, it was all too apparent she wouldn't be able to any way she tried. This pained gabrielle .. She could
Gabrielle Roele: only shake her head, until she saw him collapse. That's when gabrielle rushed to his side. Always the one to be concerned, no matter what the status. Gabrielle continued over and over again to heal Rogziel. Still to no avail.
Gabrielle Roele: Looking up towards J, she shook her head, muttering a soft whispering response:: J, please, help? .. ::She knew J was neutral party.. and his ability to heal Rogziel now would be much greater than her own. Those pleading eyes taking
Gabrielle Roele: hold on J's. As those wings flared out in nervousness to heal. She could feel the sting of the Gods upon her.. like a screaming in her ear to cease, and let him be. Yet, Gabrielle was only trying to help cease what transition was
Gabrielle Roele: left to be complete. Looking into the distance as she pleaded with those eyes and whispering tone:: please.. let me heal him.. please ! .. Angelic Justicar: ::He'd shake his head a moment and made headway back across the horizon of the falls. The slow cadence of his step was eased, befor ehe'd take the wings and drew them into each of hsi palms. A softened utterance of where he wished
Angelic Justicar: them to be within his home was uttered through the air in spanish, before he'd resume hsi place at gabrielle's side. A pause lead him over the frame to run his fingertips back across the ridge of the fallen one's shoulderblades,
Angelic Justicar: tapping into the joint existance that he had come to hold. A slow closure of his eyes left the focus ofupon each of the wounds, leaving each of his digits to wind across the ridg eof the male's flesh. In practicing the art that had
Angelic Justicar: been cast in his days as a human, each of the elements were summoned to fogre within hsi fingertips, harnessing the heal in parts. A shif tof his hand drew across the plaisn leaving one finger to dabble in the river near by, one
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Angelic Justicar: to grind agains tthe dirt of the garden, and another to pick up the grasses across the field, enought o cover each wound and coat it. Then upon makigna good sealing package, he'd close his eyes again and eased his
Angelic Justicar: fingers itnoa lgiht massage a gaisnt the wound. each of the emotiosn that he felt of ange,r hatred pain, rage that were surging through the fallen one were harnessed for their electricla intensity using that veyr energy to forge
Angelic Justicar: the cells of lost cartilage and bone and stich his wounds, acclerating the natural healing as each cell was steaidly converted to the necessicary portions, constructed of his own new DNA::
Gabrielle Roele: ::watching carefully as she shook her head.. :: .. All the powers of the Tear.. and still so many limits.. ::looking upwards towards J as she spoke further, tears streaming down her face:: .. how can I fight such emotion, and what
Gabrielle Roele: appears to be blatent truth in their own innocent eyes, without telling them all that is known? .. ::lowering her head as she sighed softly..:: It's unfair is what it is. . . ::wings curled to comfort her as she knelt there now by
Gabrielle Roele: Rogziels side. Eyes blinking slowly, as she toyed with biting on that bottom supple lip. gripping her arms as she hugged herself closely.:: My fathers army grows stronger by the minute. And I am at a loss once more.. Angelic Justicar: Yes.. it does grow stronger by the minute.. but jsut as much as it grows ti can diminish. The emotions that are invoked are a callign for a higher powera a relinqiushment of personal responsiblity and leaving the world to govern
Angelic Justicar: his actions... It is weak. It is not that he chooses it because he doesn't believe int he people and the actions taken.. he doesn't believe in the way the world is going. he has no faith in their defense. he seeks asylum and to
Angelic Justicar: convert the wordl.. Be it by killing off eveyr mortal... Again... Or by causing their viewpoint to change by experiencing the suffering they invoke. There is intent and purpose in things. I cannot say that I'm not disappointed
Angelic Justicar: to lose another of such high standing that oculd've been a direct mentor to me... YEt .. i cannot truly blame him for his actions. He simply ahs chosen to forsake his current path and to follow a road of darkness. To release his
Angelic Justicar: suffering by invoking it on those whom created it. :: A slight shake of hsi head was all that was given in retort before he'd ease bck and look over the dual wings that were bestowed to the ground. eahc of hsi hands held them as
Angelic Justicar: hsi eyes grew clear at the mere thought of such a forlorn fate. A dip of his chin lef tthe sullen expressiona s his only rperesentation to the ordeal:: Shall his wings be returned to the crystals so that all are aware?
Gabrielle Roele: ::looking up towards J in the start of his conversation to her, she listened, and nodded, and then, as he mentionned Rogziel specifically, she lowered her head, to rub finger to his cheek in soft mother like caress. A shake of her
Gabrielle Roele: head was noted as tears continued to stream down soft cheeks. Nodding in recognition with J's statements..:: And yet.. what will become of those that are fallen? .. are they destined to live out their final fate in what remains of
Gabrielle Roele: hell when it is over? .. ::she shook her head:: I cannot allow that.. I will get them back.. i will not allow them to suffer the same fate as lucifer. . doomed to live with Hades. ::standing softly, as she looked to the wings and
Gabrielle Roele: nodded:: indeed. . . Angelic Justicar: ::he'd nod back at the resolve made. Though as the tears were shifted he'd take his won hand and cradled it against the ridg eof her cheek. Soft but firm, supportive in the least as her eyes fille din the streams of pain. A slight
Angelic Justicar: pull of hsi shoulders shifted the elongated trench to keep that softened smirk at the resolve;: The fallen lsoe their way.. We all do. Yet it takes time to see the path which works best for us all. even the fallen have their
Angelic Justicar: purpose. You cannot make the choice for him. all you can do is live your life to show the benefits of your path and to overcome the malignant undertone fo suffering that lays in his heart. If he can see the joy and the
Angelic Justicar: ressureciton occur he will return.. Even he himself said he only repented his wings until the ways of humans changed... Prove that to him.. and he shall return.
Angelic Justicar: The cause will be the converter.
Gabrielle Roele: ::Gabrielle nodded once more, before smiling softly under those tears still streaming down. Laying hands, twined with eachother before her to hang.:: Thank you J ... what would I do without your wisdom and support to help guide me
Gabrielle Roele: in such troublesome times when emotion runs rampant. ::canting her head as she chuckled a bit to the poor sight that must be in front of him. A queen in weakness.. :: .. Thank you, good friend, my brother. ::Yes, Gabrielle did
Gabrielle Roele: consider J more than bretherin .. J was like a brother in blood to her.:: Angelic Justicar: ::He'd smile at that in and of itself. brother.. That was a term he hadn't heard in quite a while considering his family relations. Though that same joy resonated within his eyes, shimmering a touch in their captivating light upon
Angelic Justicar: her frame. In truth he didn't see that. Weakness was far form hsi conception. A compassion that lay there was the governing emotion which made his smiel remain that muchs ofter. that same hand that cradled her cheek like a dove's
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Angelic Justicar: wing, cradle dher flesh and wiped away each of her tears, before both of his hands took her cheeks and lay a solemn chaste kiss to each of her eyes;: Now seal thsoe tears. In his revocation you gained the key to getting him back.
Angelic Justicar: Work upon that goal whenever you feel the sorrow and it will be replaced with the accomplishing restoration that you are making the difference to even attempt to convert the world. Alright?
Gabrielle Roele: ::Giggling softly as she held a solid smile:: Mm, alright. ::Gabrielle allowed those wings to flare and fluff a bit in such a statement. Gabrielle was a determined angel.. now more so than ever in the respect that she had a chance
Gabrielle Roele: to save one.. possibly more. Canting her head in the opposite direction she paused a moment in thought to gaze the distance to the palace. Home.. Looking down to rogziel.. lifting a hand a she allowed a golden glow to come off it,
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Gabrielle Roele: she watched the vines of flowers blanket him securely. concealing him from all harm. She'd more than likely get yelled at for concealing a fallen angel in the garden, but at this point, gabrielle was on look for the safety of him
Gabrielle Roele: perhaps, in that alone, he'd understand that kindness was still there amongst those he thought ignorant and self righteous. Looking back towards the palace, only to return her gaze to J.. :: .. J .. would you like to join me, and Gabrielle Roele: Michael for a cup of tea in the palace? ..
Angelic Justicar: ;:With that he'd twist his eyes back across the ridg eof her frame, noting the full extentiont hat took forth at the summation of her wings, before stepping back and allowing the room to restore her stance for the time being. His Angelic Justicar: eyes shifted back across the horizon to note the blend of vines and flowers for the moment keeping that softend smile set at the exchange. A slight flicker of his eyes back acros sthe midst of it all before adding a nod in retort
Angelic Justicar: a tthe risen garden, taking a few steps to clear the gathered blend and made hsi way toards her side, ctatching her right hand, to await her lead;: Take your time.. I'd like that.. To see everyone again.
Gabrielle Roele: ::smiling softly, as she nodded, and looked at their hands.. :: Indeed, it'll be good to be able to converse as old times.. ::lifting wings to carry a bit of a lift from the ground holding his hand yet with a slight tug, before
Gabrielle Roele: releasing it. Giving a soft grin. Ahh, they playfulness of Angels.. a sly wink, as Gabrielle began sweet swirling flight towards the palace. Wings flapping slowly to only gather enough glide to get her there in a race back to the
Gabrielle Roele: palace:: Angelic Justicar: ;:With that extension of her fingertips he'd cradle that palm lifting that ridge of hsi fingertips up to snap his wings back clear from the ridges of his frame. That thickened leather coat shifted acros shsi flesh, stretchgin into
Angelic Justicar: the thin lines of unique plumage that had been dawned upon him from hsi ascention. The shimmering irredesence of midnight black spread across his frame, unwinding into the full length he had been born. Upon the release of his hand
Angelic Justicar: thsoe appendages bore flight, snappign through the air in a jettisoning gust, until their full espanse streamlined across his frame like a bullet, waiting to achieve that maximized lift until he soared through the air in abandon.
Angelic Justicar: that wink was all he needed to break a new rougish grin into the night and soared acros sin her wake with lighthearted laughter trailing his countenace;: