Raziel: Her eyes glittered as Gabriel raised his voice, possessive hands on her Love curled to pull herself closer to him.  "Mind your father, little girl." Raz purred, nipping lightly at Gabriel.  A delicious laugh spilled from her lips as she dropped her hands to her sides and took a step back, she had a touch more room to stretch her wings that way, and took advantage of that.

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle's wings were at full span now, both golden sets. Those eyes well focused on Raziel and her movement as she listened to her father.. snapping quite a defensive reply towards him:: You know *nothing* of what is "best" for me! You know nothing *about* me any more! And you *dare* not touch me.. ::and with such said, a golden glow came over her slender form. The tear at it's lowest defense at work. Yes, over the ages, Gabrielle had come to understand, and somewhat master a good large portion of it's power. Keeping that solid stare towards Raziel as she spoke then, narrowing those eyes.. how dare Raziel even come forth to say such things to her, Gabrielle wanted nothing more than to scream that usual childish 'you're not my mother' statement. But maturity got the best of her, and instead just stayed in silent glare towards her::

Gabriel: He stood still, hands open and arms stretched defensively. "Gabrielle, calm down." He said a sgently as he could muster, he looked over his should er then at Raziel, and eyes flared, he might like her hell he might even love her but now he wanted quiet from her. After that business was done he stepped closer to his daughter, unafraid he crept up to herand watched her for a moment. "Would you really attack your father? If your going to then don't hesitate...it could be a mistake in the future." He stepped away, and mvoed back to Raziel, smiling to her faintly before turning back to his daughter, his face grim.

Raziel: Raz's eyes were full of fire when Gabriel gave her that look.  Sure, no words were exchanged, but she felt dismissed, angry.  When Gabe's attention returned to Gabrielle, Raz took flight, away from the Garden, away from that thorn in her side, otherwise known as Gabrielle.

Rogziel: ::A sudden clapping would begin. Rogziel stepping forth from the darkened shadows offered by the forest to the north of the garden. He was looking over upon both Gabriel and Gabrielle.:: Wonderful job, Lord of the Fallen. ::He was more refering to the leaving of Raziel. He didn't mind Gabriel and his words, they were just empty threats in his mind. The full extent of silky, red hair fluttered about his face with the gentle wind it brought. He had traded his golden hair clip earlier that day in payment for a drink. He'd need to find another one soon. The sheathed sword, which Rogziel would never be cought without was gripped between his ribs and the elbow of his left arm. Lips curled into a grin as pools of sky blue color peered forward. It was almost like he was trying to Irk Gabriel. Smart? Maybe not. But, had anyone truely seen the full power of Rogziel yet? It was something to think about, most definately.::

MaitresseMorwen: ::Idle hunting for food had brought her upon the gates of this place, her cloak-clad vessel hidden beneath thick garments to protect her delicate flesh from the sun's hot light. A thinly gloved hand would be placed carefully upon the gate and muscular grace would ease it open unveiling the 'stone path'. She lifted her gown and cloak gently after pessimistically looking around allowing her to step inside the pent up land. She closed the gate and soon after turned around to walk deeper within this place. Her sword's sheath tip would drag every now and then as the grace would leave her step replaced with primal motives. Her sense of smell was there to guide her since the cloak hood would surpass her eyes leaving only a darkened pale chin and supple blood stained tiers naked. She smelled flowers then water, confident steps would lead her to the lake paying slight mind to the others in the garden.::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle watched Raziel until her father began to speak.. keeping that glow about her slender form. calm? it was hard to be, especially when the balance had shifted with a 2 on 1 advantage. Seeing his glare towards his loving wife, as if to muster a "don't", of some nature. As he crept to her, she noted Raziel's leave.. which caused a semi-easing feeling to come over her. Raziel was ruthless, and unpredictable..and such was not something to take lightly. As her father came closer, Gabrielle took a step back, shaking her head. She had no reason to attack him now, well, in her eyes anyways. In the Gods, just being here was reason for attack. And off the corner of her eye, and excellent hearing ability, she heard Rogziel.. still, 2 on 1. By the Gods where was Michael when she needed him!!?? Gabrielle kept a defensive state, more so out of her own fear of having something happen to her, yet again. And then finally, as the gardens seemed to have been growing a dark popularity this night, a vampiress. how delightful.. Gabrielle's poor heart was racing as she caught eye of that vampiress::

Gabriel: He snapped a gaze towards Rogziel so malicious it would quiet the dead in their graves. If this lesser fallen countinued to test him, continued to pry at his reactions, the mere thought of what he would do calmed him abit. "Rogziel! I swear to the gods if you test me one more time I will make sure you never use that sword of yours again! I will rip your extremity's off one by one until you are nothing but a husk, do you understand me?!" He snapped, with Raziel gone, and the treatment he was recieving from his daughter he obviously was in no mood.

Rogziel: ::The words of Gabriel seemed to tickle Rogziel in all the right places. For, with the continuing and finish of his word, Rogziel was actually chuckling. Left hand gripped sheath as fists were placed upon hips.:: Well, Well, Well...I seem to have gotten the legendary Gabriel all worked up. Should I be impressed with myself? ::Head canted to the side with a smug grin upon his face, only looking away to take note of this new being. A...vampire? Well...she was certainly in the wrong place, huh? A Vampire in the Gardens...Michael was likely to soil himself when he heard of such an act. Now that made him laugh! Sick sense of humor, yes. But Rogziel was feeling rather playful today. He wanted to enjoy this day. If that mean running circles around Gabriel and forcign him to cluck like a chicken, by the Gods, Rogziel would certainly try to force such an act upon him!::

MaitresseMorwen: ::As she was now upon the shore of the beach, once her sharp vampiric ears sensed the conversing males and her head snapped giving off a flicker of her porcelain facial features. This very flicker allowed her yellow eyes to catch a glimpse of her surroundings. In the same instant she quickly gripped the handle of her long sword that she could handle skillfully, an icy sigh was excreted from her forcing frost over her lips with irritation. A low almost inaudible growl could be felt or heard by skilled ears from her as she was on the defense in a new place. She waited for something to allow her to calm something that would give her uncomfort rest.::

Gabrielle: ::now, all the commotion was causing Gabrielle to grow even more uneasy... still, Gabrielle tried to shake the most of it off, giving a solid stare towards Rogziel as she lifted a golden glowed hand in his direction to hault his motion all together. ceasing any bodily movement, save internal.:: I will *not* have any conflict here.. ::holding a hand upwards towards her father as well then, casting the same golden glow for the same short lasting effect:: .. from anyone... ::releasing the hold after a good moment or two's time, she allowed that familiar golden glow about her slender form to slowly fade. Those sapphire hues gazing to her fathers own dark features.. :: .. what is it you want from me? .. I may be your daughter.. but I am also a Queen and a Leader.. I follow the Gods .. because I believe they are right. . . ::regardless of her present rattling of that fast pacing heart due to the vampiress' presense yet:: .. We were created, to do a job. And that's protect them, and help them *not* stray off the path of righteousness.. why can't you just... ::she shook her head:: see, and accept that!?..

Gabriel: "I will never accept that." He said in a proud voice, he gave one more look to Rogziel, he didn't even bother to look at the Vampiress, uncaring. "They are wrong, and you will never see my opinion change on that matter, no matter what happens. Don't tell me what I was created or not created for either, I don't want to hear it from you, especially from you." He moved away from her, and grumbled, seeming to debate something by his steps. Eventually he came closer to Rogziel and glared. "You and I are going to have a chat."

Rogziel: ::With Rogziel frozen in place, he just blinked and sighed. With his release, neck was tossed back and forth, rolling on shoulders. That when he saw Gabriel coming towards him. Another sigh was offered as he shook his head.:: A talk? If this is about your majesty and how you deserve respect, you'll get no where. You'll get my respect once you earn it. How that will go about is up to you. ::If it meant Rogziel getting his ass wiped across Eden, that might get it going. But, perhaps not. If Gabriel could persuade Rogziel, that'd also be a good way of getting things on the right track. But, knowing Gabriel, he'd try the first of the two. But, then again, Rogziel didn't know Gabriel all too well. Right hand reached arcoss clothed, lean stomach. There, figners would rest upon his ribs, waiting for Gabriel to do something aside from walk. He did give an off-base glance to Gabrielle, however. And another, to the Vampire. This was bound to be fun.::

MaitresseMorwen: ::She stood still uneasy and popped her neck releasing the sword's handle, slowly making her way to the 'oak tree' seeking shade where she would comfortably dwell. Her growl slowly softened to nothing but her persistent habitual breathing that her lifeless body didn't need. She reached the tree and sat at the foot of it listening still to the arguement feeling eyes on her. Something was bound to happen with her luck. She leaned against the tree and rested her head upon its bark, leaving the majority of her face exposed the the weak shade provided by the tree. Ebony straight strands would flow upon her soft cheeks as the wind allowed it this caused her to close her eyes allowing her to listen intently::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle simply shook her head, as hands came up to each temple.. by the Gods, this was going to be one *heck* of an evening, wasn't it?!.. with a change of wind in the gardens, and an eerie howling comming forth, Gabrielle simply shifted gaze between the three. Wings came to fan upwards to flare to the heavens. Eyes began a slight twinkling of gold flakes. As hair just continued to blow in the changing winds. Offering nothing more than a sigh, she looked back to the palace. going over to conceal her ears in all the screaming she was receiving from the Gods, beckoning her to return for further ... 'conversation'. Where was Michael?! Gabrielle did well not to show any weakness in all this.. merely frustration. Releasing those ears from her grasp as she stood firm to stare both of the fallen down with deep glare, only to turn, and lift those wings further for a flap, so she might perch atop the rocks of the falls for silence::

Gabriel: For the moment he would ignore his daughter, he could sense the frustration about her though, as well as she went to hide it. He stepped in front of Rogziel and waited till he had the mans attentions before going on. "Now Rogziel, I can tell you are destined for greatness, and I would absolutely hate to have to cut my favored prodigy short in his wishes. But I will have your respect, now if I have to beat it out of you, then that is what I will do. If you ever do anything to emberass me or my beloved wife we will have another one of these little talks, and you will be punished. Do I make myself clear? And no jokes or half-truths right now Rogziel." He stared, waiting for a reply.

Rogziel: ::He went about and ignored Gabrielle for the moment, focusing eyes upon Gabriel as he stopped and began to speak.:: I'm not prodigy and i'm not bound for any sort of greatness. I'm just tryng to save our brothers and sisters with what power I have what without going over the edge. I told you before, Gabriel. My loyalties lie within myself. I follow no one. Neither you or your daughter. ::He gave a glance to Gabrielle, peeking over the other's shoulder.:: If you desire me among your ransk so badly, sell yourself. Why would I want to follow you? You admitted, yourself, to butchering all Humans. I find distaste in that. A baby has done nothing wrong, thus, shall not receive the end of my blade. A Human who enslaves, mutilates, or kills Angels...that's a different story. ::Rogziel's words were firm and cold. He meant what he said, and he stuck to it with all his being. The fingers of his right hand began to stroke along the side of his Kimono, like he was waiting for something...but what?::

MaitresseMorwen: ::A slight smirk would form listening to the male 'Rogziel' and his reaction. Obviously the other male was very powerful but she couldn't help but let out a snicker of enjoyment of the rebliousness. She would extend her legs before her letting her guard down ever so slightly as she rolled her shoulders and popped her neck gently.::

Gabrielle: ::now gabrielle, listening to the loud rush of the falls, had seemingly come to ignore all that was being said between the 2. Letting out a nice, long sigh, she smiled. Staring into the rushing water, as wings soon calmed to lay atop shoulders once more. Raising hand, as she grasped crown, to which came to appear upon her grasp, and look into it's gems and magnificence. So much responsibility in such an interesting baubble. She couldn't help but chuckle as she felt herself get lost a bit in the larger gemstone. Then, as she lifted that head, she stood, comming to a praying like stance.. seemingly talking to herself as she then turned to look down. Truth was, she was in communication with the Gods.. so much was being discussed as motions were made, and lips continued to move without hesitation or pause..::

Gabriel: "I see no need to do that Rogziel, You know where I stand amongst humans, and of this war, and I will never change. Remember that." He stared at him for a moment. "The humans beg to be exterminated, everytime you kill one two rise to take his place, and this cycle won't end. Even the youth aren't innocent enough for me... they have no right to even think they can fight us." He growled, and moved away, wings stretching letting the air flows bring him into the sky, rising quickly, gazing at those still within these lands. Yet he did not leave, just stood there, in silent contemplation, an embattled expression adorning his features.

Rogziel: In due time...maybe our killings will teach them that there is no end to the slaughter. Or...maybe we could teach them, Gabriel. I refuse the kill the innocent, yet a I refuse to simply stand behind the Gods and kiss their ass because they created us. They gave us free will...so I plan to use that. And I am using it! I'm just...confused, that's all. ::He sighed deeply and looked down at the ground. A look came over his eyes, a seemingly disgust and firey passion. He was so lost in thought, he knew not of what to do. Towards himself, he growled and turned. Slowly, he began to move away. What was he going to do? Support Gabrielle or support Gabriel? So confusing...he just...didn't know what to do anymore. Damn that very free will those Gods gave him.::

MaitresseMorwen: ::She was too close to fully relaxing and she would catch herself remembering her hunger feeling her sharp fangs extend. She rolled up the sleeves of her cloak and looked at the pastey colour of her flesh, she realized that she needed to feed to revive her strength. Though her listening in was intrigueing she rose and walked over to the lake, lifting her skirt to crouch dipping her hand in to take a drink of the water, thinking that it was safe to drink::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle looked down as she saw the vampiress dip her hand into the water from the falls.. yes, it was safe to drink. There was nothing specifically 'holy' about the water. It was just clean, and pure. Gabrielle finished her conversation with the Gods with a slight bow from her standing position. As that point, she knelt to squint those eyes.. hrmm.. a sniff of the air revealed a lot for an angel. And appearances left the rest of the puzzle to be answered. hungry.. the vampiress was obviously hungry. And yet, she was here.. did, did she know? Shaking it off, she thought, probably not. It was most likely just the fact the gardens were clean, and quiet, a sanctuary from all the chaos that was going on out there. Gabrielle stood then, to look towards her father and Rogziel.. seemingly finishing their argument. Seeing this, Gabrielle decided to take her usual decent from the falls, in leaping off them, only to vanish in a swirl of golden feathers, and appear beside that familiar oak she herself planted, so many ages ago::

Gabriel: Gabriel decided to have his fun, his daughter might be able to feel the slight rush of magic that overtook her father and was gone an instant later. The vampiress probably wouldn't notice it, but sense it but doubted she would feel it, as the temperature of the water turned from perfection, to boiling, and even more destruction, Gabriel thought about tearing that damn oak to shreds right in front of his daughter, but something kept him from doing such a thing. Instead he just marveled over the simple fact that he turned an entire lake and a falls into cooking water. A soft snicker.

MaitresseMorwen: ::She looked to the water wondering if she had done something, she rose to her feet and walked away from it. Her fangs had not extended past her lower lip with hunger so she had to take her leave to find a nice elf for dinner. She made her way down the stone path and out of the gates::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle indeed felt the immense power flush over her, as she then turned and looked to the waters.. boiling?! .. what was going on?! Gabrielle hastened pace towards the water, as she placed hands, palms down over the water from her standing position. Golden glow comming over them, and the water as she tried to equalize the temperature in it. Wings came to flare out, as a more prominent glow came about her chest. Was this where she had kept the tear hidden? hrmm, the mind would tend to wonder in that one, surely::

Gabriel: He would stop struggling against her power, indeed she was powerful, and the waters calmed and returned to normal. The cause of it all could probably have been detected earlier, but now it was just outright apparent, for Gabriel was laughing and pointing, smiling at her. "Aww, don't like your precious water tampered with?"

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle looked around, with a slight growling obviously present under her breath:: .. you know better than to tamper with the gardens father! ::Standing still as she retracted her hands to look about. Hand placed over the center of her chest, as she turned to pace herself around, seeking out the point of origin in power..::

Gabriel: "I know better do I?" He landed nearby her and smiled. "Such power you possess child, your father is impressed." He nodded and grinned. "I will do what I choose, even to these sacred grounds, even to your precious little oak. He smiled evilly."

Salatheel: <vs> .. and all along the path to home, strewn  broken bodies and shattered bones.. those of whom would dare to roam.. ::Not exactly nursery rhyme material.. but Sala found its melody an irresistible treat to the ears. She hummed quietly to herself in morbid merriness as her tall slender form emerged from the treeline.. booted footfalls crushing the blades of grass beneath them with delight. Sala absorbed the view for the first time in quite some time.. Sepia gaze traveling lazily over her surroundings.. she found a nice dry spot and plopped herself down.::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle growled as she turned to face him..:: You wouldn't dare.. ::she narrowed those once bright blue eyes towards him, that glow within overpowering what magic surrounded her. Would she defend her gardens from her own father? surely she would!! Gabrielle kept concentrated on her father.. keeping well aware of any actions, movement.. anything.::

Gabriel: "I wouldnt dare? Don't go to far dearest, you don't know what I'm capable of yet I know." He smirked, and watched her, teased her. A snap of his wrist and he let alittle bit of magic flow from his veins, but it was aimed at nothing. He did this just to push her off balance, just to see her pray over her precious little tree. "Could you stop me if I let it burn?"

Salatheel: ::A sharp chocolate colored brown sent a ripple of creases in her forehead as she watched, her lord, and his daughter squabble over the oak.. An interesting scene to walk in on anyway. Sala plucked a blade of grass, squishing it between bronze fingertips. Supposing things DO die in this place. She glanced around with a shudder.. everything was so.. so.. Bright. She'd much rather be back on her dry heap of land.. but alas.. socializing would do a dose of good for the recluse.::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle growled even further, taking a wider, more defensive stance. The winds yet again shifted in her favor, balling fists at her sides. A deep stare was aimed at her father as she spoke in a firm tone:: And you, father, know nothing of what I am truly capable of now. Michael has been teaching me quite well .. I would stop you, and anything else you send, before it got even close to that tree, I guarantee it... ::testing her own father? No. Making a clear statement .. she was at a duty to defend and protect this sacred land.. she *would* follow through::

Gabriel: He wouldn't back down, but he decided not to push her further. "Your husband is becoming quite the thorn in my side. But all thorns can be removed and destroyed." He smiled in sweet satisfaction, he smiled at her. "Daughter, I do not wish to fight you ... not now, not ever, I love you too much, you're very important to me." He sighed. "I don't want to enter this endless argument it is fruitless. Why don't we just enjoy the evening as father and daughter now? Forget these troubled times?" He extended his hand in a show of friendship.

Salatheel: ::Sap! He couldn't really be serious. Sala cringed despite her loyalty, and reluctantly recalled her own tumultuous relationship with HER father. Wings pure as snow.. dear old dad. Sepia gaze rolled back for effect. No wonder she'd fallen at such a young age.  Who could stand the pressure of perfection?::

Gabrielle Roele: ::gabrielle blinked at his statement of Michael. The sheer thought of him comming after him yet again, would have, could have, SHOULD have enraged her. And yet, as he continued his conversation .. Gabrielle let such a raw, and awful emotion go. Hesitantly, Gabrielle looked towards his hand, unballing her own fist to slowly meet his. Eden was supposed, nae, intended to be a place of peace.. and Gabrielle didn't want to hurt the gardens, or engage in any kind of combat this night anyways. swallowing back all that was said earlier to be left to ponder on later.. she extended that hand fully outward. Naiive? That was gabrielle! Too trusting sometimes. Especially in her father. But perhaps, it was that tear, that caused such retained innocence and trusting to take place. hell be known, even lucifer had confronted her at one point to ask what she was DOING up there still, especially after all that had happened to her in the past. Still, gabrielle took a deep breath, and locked gaze, canting her head softly, while right wing twitched to give notice to Sala's presence in the gardens::

Gabriel: He could feel his servants presence around him, but paid it no heed, she could stay and watch or not, he only cared for his daughter at this moment. He tugged the poor woman, into his arms and gave her a fatherly hug. Then he released her from his tense grip, the exertion in his face and eyes was evident, he was obviously trying not to punish her, to harm his precious little angel. He bowed his head and moved away from her. Not a single word was spoken as he let himself fall, catching himself before impact into the water beneath, he floated to the shore, and looked up at her. Damn him for caring for her, damn it all....it could all be solved so easily if things were different. He even walked by her favored Oak and did nothing, waving to Sala as he walked home, quiet in contemplation.

Salatheel: ::Sala rolled her fingers in greeting as Gabriel passed.. Doing her own contemplating on what this situation might mean for someone... like him. Could the ever darkened angel have actually been touched by the scene that had just unfolded? More like stung. Plumply curved lips curled into their infamous.. smile.. if you could call it that. Gabrielle. How different could two angels be?::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle found herself tugged into an embrace, into that fatherly hug she once felt when she was so young. . and just as soon as it was given, it was released. Blinking softly, unsure of what to think at this moment, she simply watched her father with the utmost care. What exactly was going on? Was he losing his mind again? Oh, but surely raziel would fix that. Next they met, she would be ready for that.. Gabrielle's wings simply folded over her like a cloak over shoulders. A soft sigh, before she looked to salatheel, in a nod of greeting, turning to watch her father pace off into the distance. Lowering her head she came into thought herself, more like contemplation..::