his is here for the benefit of my current Angel Sanctuary characters. Those being:

- Alexiel (againstgod)
- Belial the Mad Hatter (proudbutterfly)

What is this for?

♥ To contact me for something characterization wise you believe iffy and are afraid to tell me so over AIM (Larisa Thessaly) or email (thess.fan.of.hellsing@gmail) concerning any of these three characters alone. Anon or signed up. Comments are to be screened. I'll know and if you want a reply, I'll try to give you that (and unscreened if you want me to). OOCness, stagnant development, inconsistency, unfair info modding, probable godmodding, etc, etc. None of this are done in purpose, but I'm human and I can easily make stupid mistakes. Want to fix them up.

♥ Rl vored me and I'm unable to thread/be active/get you back for a plot! Too of that AIM is just being an ass too. So this will be a message center and heads up! Link me any important stuff I missed.

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I see now that the embers of battle have yet to be extinguished.
Within me, the wish to spill blood cries out. The sight of broken corpses piled beneath my feet. The mountains of death.
I have abandoned that indulgence.
Take your violence to those who can defend against violence.
Struck the weak and the powerless, turn the war into a slaughter, and my sword will be pointed at your direction.

Venture within the woods and the wilderness itself would turn against you.

He is happy.
Happy together with the one he loves, with Katan.

There's no regret lingering inside of me any longer.
We won't be apart, Rosiel, even if our spirits are split.

Mm.
A day of revelation of our barest forms. If you still live in denial of the wrapping shell, mind to meet people's gazes until midnight.
The highest of us could always be aware of what lies within.

Those who are brave, discern what could be found beneath the surface.

[Those who bother catching her eyes will see a puzzle first, fragments of pained bloodied fleeting existences that assemble into one bigger picture. Those who stare longer to endure that sideshow will see a winged woman bathed in a radiant light. The holy light of miracles that transmits warmth and peace into every being who witnesses it. She's blindingly loving underneath the frosty appearance, unresponsive lips and intense look. She's foundations beyond great wars, outside of caged sanctuaries, trespassing reincarnations cycle and forbidden love.]

( OOC notes )

Mm.
Was it over so soon?

Too bad. The chase would have alleviate the routine.
You have a life in your hands, one that goes against nature, use that wisely.

[The video flickers and it shows the dark foliage of the feet of the mountain. The angle clearly shows a woman pointing a sword down, two black wings blocked the vision of the figure.]

This is how I want to see you, Four Wings.
Defeated by my hand.

Wipe that cold smile of your face and this humiliation will end.

"If anyone kills Cain, he will suffer vengeance seven times over"

[Her fingers brush over the crest on her chest.]

A mark set upon the sinner. Mm.
Djibriel. Years have passed and I miss your presence. There is the lingering hope you will fly back to the top of twelveth building.

(ooc; One fandom theory: Gabriel and Alexiel were lovers (ffff), another one is courtesy of Alexiel canonical delusional fanboy aka Uriel: she is the Cain to Rosiel's Abel)

I confess each of the sins I have committed! I already answered for each life I took with my own!

[The smoke clears as Alexiel steps outside her cell, there's a blur of feathers and blood everywhere in the screen. Sea of blood from the room she was locked. The blood she had shed and that had been fruitlessly drowning her. It hasn't been a pleasant feeling, swimming with the faces of the angels she had slain. One of her hands seems missing, but the tissue is already regenerating. She walks impassive in her wrath, nude but the layer of blood clung onto her form like a second skin.

Her eyes burn in the device.]

Stand up, prisoners! Break out your cage or you will struggle and die without standing a chance!

(ooc; I'm assuming she went there willingly to break it from the inside. Life was unexciting! Action if you want your character to go underground with her, audio for others)

The City fluctuates too often. From different periods and places.
A tremor and a mountain rises between the beach and the forest.
Will this change remain or would it fade and be soon forgotten its existence?

The atmosphere on top feels tense.
Exciting.

(ooc; Action for those who might be in the mountains/audio to others).

Spraying and territorial marking is a common trait in nature.
Most of us share this instinct with the simplest and honest beasts but repress its practice.
Among siblings seems fair.

On the other hand;
I don't appreciate uncalled or redundant stakes.

Mm.
This freedom of anchored home was missed.

(ooc; Alexiel has left the Firehouse and hobos over buildings/many rooftops)

This is a mock imprisonment.
A new experience.
The burden to endure a stranger's company. If the fragile looking chains that linked us weren't so honest in their purpose, I might have taken offense in their restriction.

Sheathe your sword, Four Wings. This child had no choice but to stay beside me.

(ooc; Chained to Yuujel, pretend this was posted earlier).