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[Mar. 13th, 2009|08:16 pm] |
I rather think it time for a change of pace.
I've taken a new name, Ezekiel Rosier. Zeke, for short.
( Crowley )
( Kakia, Adikia )
( Satriel )
( My Lords ) |
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[Mar. 10th, 2009|08:53 pm] |
I think I need a hard drink. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2009|10:24 pm] |
This place might never cease to amaze me. But I can't help but feel... restless. As though I should be doing something more. I don't know why and Satriel's not talking.
I don't believe I've ever been bored before. What am I supposed to do? |
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[Dec. 14th, 2008|03:22 pm] |
I no longer feel the need to sit idly by and watch you do this to yourself, Nathaniel.
I do remember seeing men of God on the board? If perhaps we could have a moment of your time, I would appreciate it.
(ooc: refresher; Nathaniel shares his body with the Angel Satriel, Throne of Truth and Clarity. So watching the man sulk and drink with various others, without repenting, is miffing him. Anyone can poke him and remind him things are different, he's just stubborn) |
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[Oct. 12th, 2008|12:44 am] |
It's looking like neither the man I was meeting in Rome, nor my monastery, seem to... exist in this place.
I'm afraid I'm at a loss, of what to do. |
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[Oct. 8th, 2008|11:40 pm] |
What in the world did you just do?
Of the two of us, you think I-?
*long pause*
What are you going on about? This is... London. How do you think we got to London, without your help?
[ooc: Yes, he's standing in the middle of a London street talking to himself. He'll figure out how to turn off voice posting when the first message comes through.] |
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