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Irieaga Moonshadow (endlsobsession) wrote in not_honest,
@ 2008-04-18 19:10:00

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duke-jeremy "brody" mcadams, irieaga moonshadow, open, phineas caldwell

Who: Irie and OPEN
Where: Brent, near Neasden Temple.
When: Tuesday, afternoon.

Irie was drawn to the temple in a way few others would have been. The simple connection the building presented to her home left her longing, weary of her life among the mortal. In truth she felt worse for wear, her weapons left home and her heart no longer truly feeling up to the 'good fight' anymore.

This was the results of a champion long from home. The comforts of her life dragged at her, and the mundane existence that humans led was...taxing. Still, she had comrades here. It was a small comfort to be near her kind, but yet she still felt empty. A deep void that drove a wedge between the loyal and the wavering.

If you hear me, she wondered softly, starting up the steps to the magnificent building, give me the strength...

She needed to focus on her duties, not on the one creature she loathed...and yet was almost afraid to kill. That was what it was, wasn't it? Why her blade never could fall on him? Fear? An intangible, unmistakable taint on her heart that made so little sense it frightened her more.

And to top it off, an angel was found just the other night, badly injured and dying. She'd taken the scroll, if only for safe keeping, but there was little she could do with it. The script was ancient, a text she had never learned, and scholars of the mortal realm posed a pressing problem. How did one address the questions they might, assuming they could read it, come up with?

And what was so important about the scroll that Knights of Order would lash out at one of their God's heavenly messengers? It all left such a better taste on her lips.

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thispicture
2008-04-21 07:44 am UTC (link)

Well, then.

He was, he admitted to himself at long last, well and truly lost. He spent much of his days trying to acclimate himself to this new city, and mostly he did okay for himself, navigating the weird streets pretty well, except he kept forgetting people drove on the wrong side of the road over here and nearly got ran over at least 100 times a day. So he wandered, always keeping note of what street he'd just come from or what direction he was in comparison to "home", but he'd gotten on the metro, then wandered around and gotten lost in his thoughts, one thing led to another and he was... completely lost.

Save for the slightly perplexed expression on his face as he peered around, he didn't look like a tourist. It was a lovely temple, but temples weren't exactly his thing, and he was less interested in seeing the sights and more interested in figuring out where the hell he was. There was a girl or a woman nearby who looked like she knew what she was doing, so he figured it couldn't hurt to ask.

"Umm, hi. Excuse me? Hi, I think I'm lost..."

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endlsobsession
2008-04-22 02:24 am UTC (link)

"Lost?" Irie's eyes feel on the boy, a frown on her delicate lips as she stared. The boy was slightly taller, and by slightly she meant about half an inch. If that. His looks struck her as more of a night creature, though he had the feel of any other human...

Except...

there was a feeling of death that lingered. Peculiar.

"Where are you trying to go?" Peculiar was no reason not to try to help, was it?

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thispicture
2008-04-22 06:18 am UTC (link)

He definitely stood out compared to the people milling around in t-shirts and slacks, but the make-up coating his face only really seemed to make him look younger. And to him, she looked like just about anyone else walking around here... kinda pale, but the English were a pasty people, weren't they?

"Um, d'you know how to get to the subway from here? --or the tube, or whatever it's called, I don't even know." He made a little face at his own ignorance, standing awkwardly with his arms behind his back.

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	endlsobsession 2008-04-23 09:28 pm UTC (link)
	"Underground," she said softly, though it was clear she was not from London originally either. Smiling though she looked about thoughtfully before pointing in a vaguely eastwardly direction. "I think it is that way. But where are your parents? Shouldn't they be here with you?" It was, in her mind, a reasonable question. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thispicture
2008-05-01 09:17 pm UTC (link)

"Right," he said, cheerfully. "That."

And then she was asking about parents. They always asked about parents. And always he was so unprepared for the question, you'd think by now he'd have a stock answer prepared that was better than 'we're on vacation'. Time to make up another ridiculous lie.

"I'm 18," he found himself saying, "I don't need my parents around." He tried to sound in good humour, like he was really an 18-year-old used to being mistaken for a lot younger than he was.

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	endlsobsession 2008-05-03 11:14 pm UTC (link)
	Irie knew it was a lie, and she had only to look at him for a moment to be sure of it. 18. Just a boy, really. "I see. Because 18 is always so adult." She didn't say more to the fact, only smiled softly at him and let him keep his lie. Run-aways were a troublesome lot in general. (Reply to this) (Parent)

outlawangel
2008-04-22 04:57 am UTC (link)

Phineas sat on the steps leading up to the temple’s lofty entrance, pushing cubes of mango into his mouth mechanically. He likes mango. But he was not happy. Something was happening. Something nasty and evil and which he wanted no part of.

Oh God, that’s awful to think, isn’t it?

Yes.

In his agitated state, he couldn’t tell if it was actually God or his own mind that answered him, but it didn’t matter. He know what was right. What he should do. He obviously had enough good left in him for that.

Damn it.

Maybe this is what God had been telling him to wait for this whole time. Maybe this is what he’s needed for. To fight…whatever. What was he even supposed to be set against? These Knights of the Order are really fucking everything up. He can’t tell what side their on; they’re neither white nor black, but a shade of grey.

Phineas hates when things are like that. So he sits, on the stairs and eats mango angrily.

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endlsobsession
2008-04-23 09:46 pm UTC (link)

She was hardly a fan of the Knights of Order. She, though, could think of many reasons not to be. Their presence in the States was not as pronounced as it was in Europe, but then the New World was still new to many people..

Walking slowly she sighed as she came to the steps, wondering if she should go in or just sit and stare into the clouds. Faith, the center point for all Angels, was clearly not her strongest point. She was good at what she did, and she always did it with the wrath of Heaven behind it...

It was the prayer that she lacked skill in.

A lot of skill.

She also lacked the mindset to watch where she was going as she fell, unceremoniously, only Phineas, scroll tumbling out of her hands and bouncing around the man's feet.

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outlawangel
2008-04-26 03:38 am UTC (link)

Phineas drops his mango, startled as the woman trips, feeling in some small way that it is somehow his fault.

He goes over to check her, touching her arm comfortingly. But no sooner does he get the words ‘Sweetie, are you okay?’ out of his mouth then he realizes that it would take a lot more than a few stairs to throw this particular being off. She is his kind, the first he’s met in awhile.

So of course he gapes at her, completely unsure of what to say.

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	endlsobsession 2008-04-26 04:40 am UTC (link)
	"I'm fine," she said with a stern tone, turning hard eyes to Phineas for a moment. It was a second or more before she seemed to relax, allowing the other angel to help pull her up as she brushed hands over her top. "You're not from around here." As if she wasn't stating the obvious. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outlawangel 2008-05-01 12:50 am UTC (link)
	'No, ma'am,' Phineas said. 'But neither are you.' Ruffling his hair awkwardly and unsurely, he finally broke into a smile. 'I haven't seen any of us since coming to London. Not for years and years.' (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	endlsobsession 2008-05-01 01:00 am UTC (link)
	"You haven't been looking in the write places then, have you?" But she smiled a little, watching the way he awkwardly moved. It was...amusing. "I'm Irieaga. Irieaga Moonshadow." And she'd been on Earth for a very long time. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outlawangel 2008-05-01 01:20 am UTC (link)
	'Obviously not, no. Been stayin' a little too far into myself, I guess,' he said with a widening grin. 'But then again, it seems you're a bit distracted yourself.' He made a motion as if tipping his hat, but quickly realized he wasn't wearing it. 'Phineas N. Caldwell.' (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	endlsobsession 2008-05-03 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	"There are things in the air, Phineas Caldwell, that makes my focus dim. There was an attack on one of our brothers, and there is a chance he will not live." A part of her envied his return to Heaven. A small part. "It is a pleasure to meet you, however. I am glad you are once more among your kind." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outlawangel 2008-05-05 02:43 am UTC (link)
	'Golly,' Phineas found himself saying, somewhat embarassedly, but he was determined to soldier on in the interest of knowledge. He never could explain himself properly in the presence of a female. 'Awful sorry to hear it. Does anyone know who attacked him?' After hearing the ruckus at the Black Drum, this last point was of special interest to him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	endlsobsession 2008-05-08 04:39 pm UTC (link)
	"He cannot recall, but we have...suspects." She smiled with an unamused resent. Not for the Angel she spoke to, but for those they stood against. "I can say it was no demon, though I truly wish it had been. The nature of demons I understand. The nature of mankind baffles me despite the years I have spent here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outlawangel 2008-05-13 01:12 am UTC (link)
	Phineas could hold his tongue no longer. 'Some days ago, I heard a demon speaking of 'knights' pursuing him, mortal humans who he claimed seek to kill non-humans indiscriminately, no matter what their alignment.' He worried his bottom lip with his teeth. 'Could he have been right? Could they, or some group like them, be responsible?' (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

endlsobsession
2008-05-13 10:26 pm UTC (link)

She looked at the other angel long and hard for a moment, before her shoulders dropped a little. It was difficult to grasp this...change in the world.

"The Knight of Order. They feel that killing an angel is to send them back to heaven. Not a crime, but...a gift. They do not understand why we are here." It was simple, and yet so much more complex than that. "We believe they might have done this...looking for something they have no right to have."

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outlawangel
2008-05-15 04:36 pm UTC (link)

He was afraid she'd say that.

'I don't understand,' he said. Except he did. Why would he expect anything less from this world, which seemed to be becoming more vicious by the minute. Phineas gets that same feeling in the pit of his body that he often does while he's trying to sleep; the feeling of being on the losing side of a war.

'Could...could we not try to talk to them? To show them?' He does not what the Order was looking for. He didn't want to get involved.

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	endlsobsession 2008-05-15 09:17 pm UTC (link)
	"I suppose we always have the option of talking to them, but who is to say it will do any good?" She shrugged a little, before looking at him carefully. "What brought you here, again?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

outlawangel
2008-05-16 12:53 am UTC (link)

‘I guess you’re right about that, especially if they are so dangerous as to be able to nearly kill our poor brother. But it just seems to pointless and wasteful and…incomprehensible. You would think that if things were explained to them they would understand…but then again I don’t understand much anymore, no matter how it’s explained to me.’

Phineas blinked. ‘You mean to the temple? Erm, I just like it.’ He turned his head to glance at it. ‘But if you mean what brought me to the entire ‘here’ that we are now inhabiting…I wanted to come and help, just like I imagine everyone does.’

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	endlsobsession 2008-05-18 02:39 pm UTC (link)
	"Human nature cannot be understood by our like, I fear. But it is a pleasant dream, to see man kind as a rational beast." She smiled a bit in bemusement. As for why he was there, well, she laughed a little. "If you are here to help, your timing is good. We need all the help we can take, I fear." (Reply to this) (Parent)