Raphael is drawn to the Safe House

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

Time: April 27, around two AM
Place: on the front lawn of the Manor
Status: PUBLIC (anyone up at 2AM who wants to find him catching his discorporation out there)
Summary: A tired and weary Archangel discovers the Manor



Thunder cracked above him, splitting the night in two as the sky wept its cold tears on a dark world. His wings dragged pathetically behind him in jagged streams, the firey feathers jutted in irregular directions. The steady rain had long since washed away the blood smudged on his skin and face, but it still stained his torn clothes in cruel hash marks. His braid was partially undone, the wind catching the crimson strands and whipping it across his face like blood sliced across pale skin; a cruel reminder of what he had escaped from.

Raphael closed his arms around the bunny held protectively against his chest, its dark grey fur touched with blood that was not its own. The Archangel had taken off his labcoat and wrapped it around the miserable creature in an attempt to keep it warm, but the rain had soaked through the once-white fabric rather quickly. By the time Archangel and bunny reached Lower Tadfield it was about two in the morning and both were soaked all the way through, cold and shivering. Still, Raphael kept on, feeling drawn by an unknown force that seemed to tug at his weakened aura.

That force seemed to grow in intensity the further into town he moved. The moment he stepped down a pathway that lead to the front of a large beautifully-designed building it was as if he had stepped through an invisible wall... The rain still fell steadily but he had this strong surge of safe safe safe thrumming through his wrangled body. The relief was so overwhelming it dropped him to his knees, the wet ground shifting beneath his weight. You're safe... You're safe now...

He let out a sigh he hadn't realized he had been holding, curling heavy wet wings around him. The manor looked very elegant, perhaps a resort for the financially well-off. He wondered if he could stay here for awhile, or perhaps maybe just for the night so he could rest his aching body after trudging in the rain for eight hours.

If nothing else, maybe someone would be willing to take the poor bunny from him, perhaps give it a nice meal and a dry blanket.

He closed his eyes, tightening his hold as he surpressed another bout of shivering, and just enjoyed the feeling of being truly safe for the first time since he left Heaven.


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[mcleod1592.livejournal.com]

Duncan walked over to Rose and dropped the bunny in her arms. Girls tended to like that kind of cute little critter, right? And this one looked perfectly adorable.

"Hold on to that," he told her. "And get that room ready. We'll see to--" He realised she'd have some trouble doing both at the same time.

"Sorry. Find a place for the bunny, please, and then get us the key to that room?"

[roseheerkens.livejournal.com]

Rose watched the stranger try to run away and collide with Joe. She watched the other stranger help Joe and grab the bunny. And then the bunny was dropped unceremoniously into her arms and started struggling immediately. Its small claws dug into Rose's arms and if bunnies could scream for help this one would have been screaming at the top of its lungs.

She wanted to tell the others that she really couldn't take the bunny but what explanation should she have given? 'Excuse me, I'm a werewolf and the bunny's mortally afraid of me?' Bad idea.

Thanks to the bunny's panic she didn't need an explanation: it wriggled and scratched and kicked and finally it suqirmed out of her hold, jumped to the floor and hopped away as fast as its short legs could carry it.

"I don't think the bunny likes me."

The bloody scratches on her arms were proof of that.

"I'll get room 110 ready for you. Should I run a bath?"

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

He felt the bunny being taken from him and flew into a panic, trying to pull himself free from the tangled mess of limbs and cane to rescue his poor bunny.

He beat his wings hard, the pain of torn muscles tearing through him. As Joe's words slowly sunk in through the murky fog in his mind, he forced himself to calm down. Looking up through bleary eyes he realized he didn't sense anything sinister from the three beings in the room with him. "I thought... I heard you say something about -about a cage," he said weakly. "Can- can I have Fella back, please?" He reached for his bunny, crimson streams of blood trickling from his fingers.   

[josephdawson.livejournal.com]

Joe put his head in his hands with a sigh, still sitting on the floor.

"Yes," he said. "For the bunny, so that it won't hope around where it may be stepped on."

He used to counter to somehow get back to his feet and tried to fish for his cane. Duncan obliged by picking it up.

"Thanks," Joe muttered as he smoothed back his hair with one hand.

[mcleod1592.livejournal.com]

"I think we've frightened yer fella enough fer one naight," Duncan declared. "I'll come back laiter and try ta' collect him for ye. It's not laik anyone's likely ta come by here and steal him away at this time of the naight."

Unless of course, they had by now woken up all the hotel, he mused, but he didn't say so.

To Rose he said: "Thank you. Let's try to do without the bath raight now. I've got ah idea he'll panic again if we put him in somethin' as narrow as a tub."

He crouched down besides the demon. "I'm going ta take ya over ta that guest room," he said. "I'd be obliged if ya'd not cause any problems on the stairs."

[roseheerkens.livejournal.com]

Rose just nodded and practically ran to the reception, where she grabbed the key to number 110, and on to the storeroom to get the first aid kit - there were two of them and she took them both - , the thicker sheets and several towels just in case.

Carrying all that she went upstairs as fast as she could, opened the door to number 110 and put the first aid kits and the towels on the desk. Then she threw pillows and duvets off the bed and began to spread the thicker sheets that would protect the mattress from getting stained by blood.

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

Raphael gave a distressed squeak at the thought of his poor helpless bunny running around where it could get into any number of things. Were there rat traps here it could get caught in? What if someone decided they wanted Rabbit Stew for dinner? His pout turned into a quibble but he sighed and regained his composure, forcing himself to stand on unsturdy legs. "I do apologize. I thought I heard talk of a demon and cage and well..."

His arms came down to grip around his middle. He was bleeding again and the blood loss was making him dizzy. Suddenly his wings felt too heavy and all he wanted to do was curl up somewhere and sleep.

"Where... did you say you were taking me...?" 

[mcleod1592.livejournal.com]

"A guest room," Duncan said. "We've got enough - this is a hotel after all. And really - you look like you can hardly stand, let alone walk."

Very carefully, he put an arm around the demon's shoulders to support him.

"I sure hope Rose found some bandages..."

New reply thread? It's getting skinny again :3

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

Raphael leaned heavily against him, vision growing fuzzy. He clutched at his side, fresh blood oozing through his fingers. I had... hoped I could... have seen Michael an' an' Ga'riel an Az'rap'le before I got dis'orporated...

He blearly wondered what would happen, would he awaken in Heaven or...

He sucked in a gasp, gripping harder with numb fingers and forcing himself to anchor to his nearly-dead corporation.

The bunny peered around the counter, ears pricked up curiously. It began to sniff for more food.