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Date: Saturday, 19 June 2010 22:00 (UTC)
He stared, dull green eyes blinking stupidly in confusion. Finally his brain reconnected with his mouth and he spoke. "I didn't... I wasn't..." His cheeks were burning and his wings ruffled nervously. That's all he needed, was to get in trouble for hitting on the Son of God.

"I can find you your own room then," he finally said. On second thought... 

Raphael was the Prince of Air. Even in his weakened state, as long as he was was in his element he could bend it to his will. However, it was extremely rare and not something he preferred doing. But in this case...

Stretching his hands above him, he moved them across the air, causing a strong wind to blow dark, rolling clouds in. In the next few moments a torrent of rain came down on them in sheets.

"Uhm..." Raphael's cheeks would have burned if he wasn't so horrified. "Perhaps I did not think this through..."

Well, the man was getting a shower at least.
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