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Tweak says, "whaaaa?"

Michael (ex_rebelliou704) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-02-26 21:30:00

Entry tags:

damien thorn, michael

Who: (Archangel) Michael and OPEN
What: Skulking? Sitting? Being angelic? Something like that.
When: Late afternoon
Where: Random sidewalk in the city
Warnings: Slight spoilers for Legion

Being brought here against his will wasn't all that unfamiliar to Michael. After all, God sent him many places that he might or might not have wanted to go, but of course Michael was obedient. Only once had he been the rebellious son, as Gabriel had so rightly called him. But rebellious for a good reason.

So all in all, Michael wasn't concerned with the fact that he was in a strange city apparently on Earth amongst the humans. He hadn't cut his wings off yet, he simply concealed them underneath a long trench coat. The tips still hung out of the bottom, but he didn't seem the least bit concerned. He was considering cutting them off again, to live among the humans, but he was unsure.

Charlie was here. He could sense her. And he could sense other angelic beings and possibly deity. He hadn't met them yet, but he also hadn't gone out of his way to find them. They would run into each other sooner or later. He also hadn't sought out Charlie yet, but she and her son were safe for now. He would keep a watch on them. He'd sacrificed much to keep them alive, so he wasn't about to lose them now.

And so, Michael was content to simply lean against a brick wall in this strange city, watching the humans. They were fascinating creatures, beloved by a God they hardly knew existed.

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ex_rebelliou704
2010-03-02 02:00 am UTC (link)

Michael raised a suspicious eyebrow the moment the stranger paused near him, the eyebrow arching higher when he was spoken to. He felt as if he should have been able to sense instantly who or what the other man was, but the fact that everybody was being brought here from presumably different universes was messing with that. Things weren't always what they seemed. However, he was certainly interested to learn more.

"I doubt it," he answered simply, fixing the other man with a steady gaze and raising his head in acknowledgment of the wave. "But I suppose these things are difficult to predict, aren't they?"

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sonofajackal
2010-03-13 02:13 am UTC (link)

"It can be difficult," Damien said with a nod. "Though having a bit of knowledge beforehand always helps.. but one can't really be that lucky. Just be prepared is the best a guy can do." That was a Boy Scout motto. He had never been one, honestly. Although there were at one or two back in Chicago that served him. Followed his errands.. doing his grocery shopping for him, cleaning his lawn, basic things of that nature. They were quite thorough.

Oh, there was definitely something about this one. He supposed the same could be said for himself. And God, as well as Satan (who sometimes went by Lucy). Not to mention the various superheroes. He offered his hand in greeting, sort of a learned habit since he was young. "Damien Thorn."

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