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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[She doesn't mingle often, favoring the company of the wild nature in the forest or the depths of the sea over a city filled with people.

But Alexiel feels she should walk among them today, in the very same streets they march on, because the Devil's company isn't the only one she should keep. Otherwise he might grow arrogant about her affections. As right he will be, Alexiel is cruel to give Lucifer that satisfaction.

Hooded and draped on a long cloak, she stops by the Carousel.]

Who has sensed that?
We're introduced to a novelty.

A race, Lucifer.
Idle victory to the first that reaches its limits.

(ooc; Assume this was posted RIGHT after midnight).

[She only falls prey of sleep due to the curse. Alexiel rarely slumbers, she has slept for too long, during lifetimes of the ages of men.

Welcome to Eden. To the lush green, the endless flowers in bloom and its blue skies.

Be careful to not take the ripe fruit from the tall tree that grows at the center. The one with the faces of devious angels smiling at you. A smile full of teeth. Ready to devour you back. At the shade of the branches, sat on a stone throne framed with thorns is Alexiel. Birdsong playing on her strands of hair, lips and fingers dipped on the sweet scent of the Forbidden Fruit.

At her feet, a litter of broken corpses.]

(ooc; Misc nonsense dreams of Heaven, Hell and Assiah if you decide to enter into Alexiel's mind. BEWARE OF ZOMBIE ANGEL EMBRYOS at some point.).

The rage of nature.
Mm. It suits this season.

Mister Four Wings. I have moved with Sara Mudou back into th Firehouse.

(ooc; Pretend was earlier! Link ooc!).

A shake in the system. A change of routine.
The horses were against the barrier.

Thread carefully against this place invisible bars.
I have no interest to leave.

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.