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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 01:35 am UTC (link)
"She's told me she looks more Caucasian than most, but I'm sure they'd still have issue with her. Shame that there's such dissent in that part of the world. And careful, Ariel, your love affair with the East may very well make her jealous!" He was clearly joking as he took another sip of his drink, wholly amused. "I haven't spent much time in France, myself; I'd only traveled there for diplomatic reasons. Generally, I stayed in my own Kingdom and sent armies off and the occasional messenger, but I know for a fact that if you would find any city more charming than this one, it would be Paris. I have a dread fascination about their catacombs. I would very much like to tour inside them at some point."

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