Idly Looking. . .

[hitmelikeastorm]

It is kind of you to allow me to keep my sanity - as you put it - however your plans for me are less than satisfactory. What will heaven do without me, hm? Katan can't punish those naughty angels all by himself. He is a freak like me, don't you know?

Order will reign supreme again!

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[cagedsanctuary]

Heaven needs to learn independent thinking, Rosiel.

[hitmelikeastorm]

[OOC: Have an amazing AMV.]

They lack the ability to think for themselves. Someone has to rule them.

[cagedsanctuary]

[OOC: That was good! Thanks. ;_; BUT SO SAD.]

Don't mistake their lack of willingness to use that ability by not possessing it, brother.
They will never learn if you always guide them.

[hitmelikeastorm]

[OOC: I know. ;-; But fitting.]

They are naughty, wayward children who need to be taught - you are right, Sister. But I do not trust them with any control yet. Their revolts are discouraging.

[cagedsanctuary]

Zaphkiel's boy is promising.
He has a pure heart. Unlike most who have been sullied by the olden ways.

[hitmelikeastorm]

Raziel. [He looks thoughtful.] He'll need training. [Raziel reminds him painfully of a young Katan.] It would be easy for him to become corrupt.

[cagedsanctuary]

He has a strong heart. He helped my Messiah once.
It is young ones who should reorganize everything.

[They are too damaged to be real help.]

[hitmelikeastorm]

Is it strong enough? [All it takes is one loss too many to lose hope.] I cannot feel the hope you possess.

[cagedsanctuary]

I believe in him. I saw it through Setsuna's eyes.
He had to slay his wingless mentor and he remained strong.

[hitmelikeastorm]

One incident isn't enough. Pain is inevitable for those who lead. [And those who follow.]

[cagedsanctuary]

He has time to prove himself.

[hitmelikeastorm]

I do hope you're not mistaken.

[cagedsanctuary]

I am not a poor judge of character.

[godofnight]

[ooc: So this Light has a long history with Alexiel. TL;DR he has one of her feathers.]

When you're sent to a game it's with the assurance that time doesn't pass in your world during the course of your absence. [A beat.] Usually.

[hitmelikeastorm]

[ooc: Well hi there!]

Are your words meant to be a comfort? You missed the mark.

[godofnight]

[ooc: oh yes, hello! Of course, I leave out a greeting like a prat, haha.]

Not comfort, no. [He'll wisely leave that to Alexiel.] Commiseration, perhaps. If I've missed the mark on that count, then I suppose an apology would be in order.

[hitmelikeastorm]

[ooc: It'll probably get his attention better. Rosiel is pretty volatile even with a greeting.]

You wish to commiserate with me? With me? [It's laughable, really.] You could never be close.

But you have audacity. What is your name?

[godofnight]

[He pretends to consider Rosiel's indignant comment for a moment, but there's nothing to consider when it comes down to it. Alexiel's twin brother gives off the distinct air of one that would much rather feel elevated and superior.]

Then I won't attempt it again.

[He keeps his tone polite, though that apology he claimed would be "in order" is not actually forthcoming.]

My name is Light.

[hitmelikeastorm]

[When one is born from refuse, they cannot help but aspire to live amongst the stars.]

Your personality suits you, Light. [He smiles far too gently.] Why do I get the feeling you have heard of me?

[godofnight]

[He laughs, though the gentle smile does nothing to reassure him of anything.]

Ah, I couldn't say. I'd hate to presume to know much about the intuition of higher beings.

[hitmelikeastorm]

At least you know your place. [He calls forth his three great wings.] I am Rosiel - the highest angel in Heaven and beloved of our maker.

[godofnight]

[As far as attempts to impress or intimidate go, this one is flagrantly obvious, as is the reaction Rosiel might be hoping to get out of him. Theatricality aside, it is easy to draw upon the natural awe people feel when they see an angel with three wings standing before them. Humble as pie, he bows.]

It's an honor to be in your presence. I'm unworthy of it.

[hitmelikeastorm]

That goes without saying. [Rosiel loves to preen. It's a way for him to forget.] Tell me, do you find me beautiful, Light?

[godofnight]

Very.

[There is no other answer to give when walking on thin ice.]

[hitmelikeastorm]

How kind you are. [He croons appreciatively, wings arching.] I sense something special about you.