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mekachu04he was sure it was over. Sowrd gone, humans escaped, and in a stolen prototype. Wall only just barely sealed back up behind him.
He couldn't .. Lie. Escecially not to the almighty. He though about the angels he'd faught against not all that long ago - was he destained for that now? he didn't think he could survive that.
and yet, instead of being struck down, the Almightly left. and he remained unfallen.
no time to dwell on it, he still ha to sneak the vessal back. it seemed awefully miraciouls that he was able to return it to wer ehe found it, n one being the wiser. the only moment of panic was coming face to ace wiht the quartermaster on his way out.
"What are you still doing here?" he snareled. he was not a patint angel on the best of days, and it seemed today had not been in his favour. before azirpahle could come up with an escuse, the guratermaster kindly gave him his orders, "You lot are suppsed to be back athe guraden. the Almightly wants to make sure the tree is safe until She's figured out what to do with you."
easy enough. gurad the tree.
except.. except, adam and eve hadn't made it all that far yet. azirpahle was an angel, time was relativly meaningless to him. yet he thought they would have gotten farther by now. there where stormclouds gathering in the distance, and he hoped they found sheler before it came. and it seemed like a few of tha animals had gotten out, though he had no idea how that one happened.
relly... was there another hole? prehaps that's how the demon got in?
as he watched the two poor humans marching across the sand, warily watching the lion stalk after then - they'd certainly never behaved like that in the garden -he felt the air stir behind him. he assumed it was one of hte other cherib, come to see the humans off.
he was sertainly not excepting the large snake. nor hte demon that shed it's large form to stand beside him. the once angel made no attempt to attack, just watched as azipahle did. azirphale wondered why the dmeon had done it, why ruin the lives of two innocent humans. doom an entire race right atthe start. he missed it - the demon saying somehting, words lost to the vaste wasteland.
azirpahle should be msiting him off the wall. should be lashing out for interfearing. for ruining his Purpose. "well, that went down like a lead balloon."
painted quite the picture, thworing azirpahle further off balance.
Azirpahle had only had the Purpose of soilder until the garuden. and even then, he was a sentry. his ability mto make small tak was non existanct. but... but he had no Porpose right now. wuldn't until the Almightly layed out exactly what a Prinipality was. and the humans would need to surive the night first. they would need to come to find a since of home - wither defined by place or people.
but... well, talking to a demon should not be so freeing. and in the later centires, azirpahle would coe to confirm that crawly was a fluke. the other demons where nothing like that.
but a dmeon.. worried. turely worried.that he'd done the right thing. just as muc as azirpahle worried he'd been wrong. angels did not worry about being wrong. angeld couldn't do wrong. even crawly seemed to think so.
he pretended to mis the way the demon's face softened when azipahle thanked him for the reassurance. it was thoughts that culd et the both of them in quite a lot of trouble.
maybe it was htat. that worry that nether one of them could talk to their own sides about. but it sparked something on that wall. and azirpahle - forbinded from leaving the gaurden yet. unable to helpthe humans as hte furst rains fell, this the best he could do in their stray.
if he couldn't go and protec teh humans, he would stay... And azirphale lifted a wing up against the oncoming rains, refusing to look athe demon now sheltered under it.
refusused to felel that internal warmth that comees from doing someghting kind for somonewelse blossom in his core. It had been there when he'd freed the humans too. so if giving them the sword was hte right thing, than so too much this.
He couldn't .. Lie. Escecially not to the almighty. He though about the angels he'd faught against not all that long ago - was he destained for that now? he didn't think he could survive that.
and yet, instead of being struck down, the Almightly left. and he remained unfallen.
no time to dwell on it, he still ha to sneak the vessal back. it seemed awefully miraciouls that he was able to return it to wer ehe found it, n one being the wiser. the only moment of panic was coming face to ace wiht the quartermaster on his way out.
"What are you still doing here?" he snareled. he was not a patint angel on the best of days, and it seemed today had not been in his favour. before azirpahle could come up with an escuse, the guratermaster kindly gave him his orders, "You lot are suppsed to be back athe guraden. the Almightly wants to make sure the tree is safe until She's figured out what to do with you."
easy enough. gurad the tree.
except.. except, adam and eve hadn't made it all that far yet. azirpahle was an angel, time was relativly meaningless to him. yet he thought they would have gotten farther by now. there where stormclouds gathering in the distance, and he hoped they found sheler before it came. and it seemed like a few of tha animals had gotten out, though he had no idea how that one happened.
relly... was there another hole? prehaps that's how the demon got in?
as he watched the two poor humans marching across the sand, warily watching the lion stalk after then - they'd certainly never behaved like that in the garden -he felt the air stir behind him. he assumed it was one of hte other cherib, come to see the humans off.
he was sertainly not excepting the large snake. nor hte demon that shed it's large form to stand beside him. the once angel made no attempt to attack, just watched as azipahle did. azirphale wondered why the dmeon had done it, why ruin the lives of two innocent humans. doom an entire race right atthe start. he missed it - the demon saying somehting, words lost to the vaste wasteland.
azirpahle should be msiting him off the wall. should be lashing out for interfearing. for ruining his Purpose. "well, that went down like a lead balloon."
painted quite the picture, thworing azirpahle further off balance.
Azirpahle had only had the Purpose of soilder until the garuden. and even then, he was a sentry. his ability mto make small tak was non existanct. but... but he had no Porpose right now. wuldn't until the Almightly layed out exactly what a Prinipality was. and the humans would need to surive the night first. they would need to come to find a since of home - wither defined by place or people.
but... well, talking to a demon should not be so freeing. and in the later centires, azirpahle would coe to confirm that crawly was a fluke. the other demons where nothing like that.
but a dmeon.. worried. turely worried.that he'd done the right thing. just as muc as azirpahle worried he'd been wrong. angels did not worry about being wrong. angeld couldn't do wrong. even crawly seemed to think so.
he pretended to mis the way the demon's face softened when azipahle thanked him for the reassurance. it was thoughts that culd et the both of them in quite a lot of trouble.
maybe it was htat. that worry that nether one of them could talk to their own sides about. but it sparked something on that wall. and azirpahle - forbinded from leaving the gaurden yet. unable to helpthe humans as hte furst rains fell, this the best he could do in their stray.
if he couldn't go and protec teh humans, he would stay... And azirphale lifted a wing up against the oncoming rains, refusing to look athe demon now sheltered under it.
refusused to felel that internal warmth that comees from doing someghting kind for somonewelse blossom in his core. It had been there when he'd freed the humans too. so if giving them the sword was hte right thing, than so too much this.
