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Raziel - Fallen Archangel of Secrets and Wisdom ([info]thefirstfallen) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-31 16:48:00

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Entry tags:ariel, raziel

Who: Grumbletwins power activate!
What: Pub time, discussing new names.
Where: One of London's finest alcohol procurement establishments.
When: Tuesday evening.
Warnings: Antiquated snarking and occasional sweary.


Raziel was in a strangely fine mood, all things considered -- while he didn't have the wealth of all the knowledge he once possessed, he had a great deal of his abilities, some he had created, and some he had learned, and with those, he found a way to give to Ariel something of a necessity if he was to be an angel. He spent days pouring through his knowledge of the man, and writing down notes which would work well. He took apart Ariel's human name and found a way in which it would suit an angel, while still containing his meaning. And finally, after nights of sleepless pondering, of an evening spent creating, he'd finally concocted a sigil - brand new, yet still familiar.

He'd used one of his own sigils - of which Raziel had several - to create a new one for his pupil, and who he considered close as a son. when he wrote it down initially, he couldn't help his astonishment when he'd found how brightly it glowed, how it rang with the energy of the alchemist. He then set it into a coin of orihalcum - an alchemic amalgam of copper and gold. Then he realized it had been two months since he'd spent more than a single night in the confines of a city.

He had to congratulate his friend and pupil. Ariel's mundane life was steaming ahead at great speeds, and Raziel was proud of him to find a home -- not only in a physical way, but in the way of a home for his heart -- with Ikuko. But he also had to give to Ariel his new name. So it was only within an hour of returning to London, that he found himself to the now-familiar bar. He walked in, and took the first empty seat near the door, facing it. And he ordered himself a lager.


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[info]thefirstfallen
2011-04-01 01:11 am UTC (link)
"They've had this on tap for as long as I've been here," Raziel said with a chuckle, "You're just experiencing things over again that you hadn't a clue of before. Now, I must know, what do you think of your new home? Paris fits you well, I must admit, but I was more than a little surprised that you decided to move from London." He wondered, idly, how it came to be that Ariel and he were both so alike, even down to their nomadic tendencies. Find a place to learn, settle there, and pick up once there was more to learn elsewhere.

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