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Time: May 11th, around mid-afternoon
Place: Outside the Manor
Status: Public if anyone wants to be effected/notice or can be a one-shot
Summary: Raphael plays with his element


Raphael lay beneath the tree, staring up at the clear blue sky. It was a beautiful day in Lower Tadfield, the kind that would send those normally indoor-people outside to enjoy the fresh air and cool breeze.

Rising to his feet, he ruffled his feathers and slowly raised a hand to the sky. He had no powers, not anymore. His presence was weak, almost non-existent. But he was the Prince of the Power of the Air, just like his demonic counterpart. Presence or no presence, he could control his element as long as it existed around him. Air was everywhere.

A wind kicked up, swirling green leaves and dandelion tufts around him. He threw up both hands, concentrating hard. The clouds began to move in quickly, growing dark as they curled above him, covering the sky in a thick blanket. His uneven crimson locks whipped across his face.

A strike of lightning hit a few feet from him, another cracked behind in an explosive flash of white. The rain came down in torrents, soaking through his clothes and his wings and streaming from his stiff body planted in its place.

He brought a hand down, not breaking his concentration. Raphael waved it towards the sidewalk, causing a new swirl of wind to force back the flash flooding roaring onto the grounds. The angry water seemed to slap against an invisible wall, growing higher as the torrent continued to fall.

Large chunks of hail stung his face.

He brought the hand holding back the floods slowly upwards. The other hand he slowly moved down until both were clamped together in front of his face. Raphael whispered in the Angelic Tongue, drowned out by the swirling storm twisting to touchdown before him. The water was immediately sucked into it, as were the leaves and branches twisting together around him. A few feathers came loose from his wings but he held his gaze, not moving but for his clothes and hair.

Then, abruptly, he spread his hands out and the funnel separated. The clouds returned to the skies far away. The water returned to the sea. The leaves floated from the sky like snowflakes.

And Raphael dropped to his knees, breathing heavily, a satisfied grin on his face.


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Date: Saturday, 10 July 2010 21:35 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephdawson.livejournal.com
Joe poured Loki his mead and set down the cup in easy reach. Then he looked at the red-winged angel the other man was busy grooming.

"Red wine like Gabriel?" he asked.

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Date: Saturday, 10 July 2010 22:11 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephdawson.livejournal.com
"I can do hot chocolate," Joe promised and filed the other drinks as information on this particular guest.

"You look better than last time we met," he stated as he moved back anf orth behind the counter, preparing the hot drink.

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Date: Saturday, 10 July 2010 22:13 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"There," Loki said as Raphael's wings were lying flat again.

"Now all you need is a haircut, really."

He moved around the angel and sat on the stool across from him.

"Joe, do you have any idea of what happened to the other guy with my name?" he asked as he caught sight of the singed stool behind the counter and was reminded of their barfight.

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Date: Saturday, 10 July 2010 22:14 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephdawson.livejournal.com
"No," Joe admitted. "He hasn't been here in weeks. I guess he left the hotel."

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Date: Sunday, 11 July 2010 04:52 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephdawson.livejournal.com
"It is certainly more practical that way," Joe noted diplomatically as he settled himself on his own stool.

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Date: Sunday, 11 July 2010 05:08 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
Loki cocked his head slightly as he listened.

"Care to fill me in?" he suggested finally. "I seem to be somewhat underinformed here."

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Date: Sunday, 11 July 2010 05:57 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"You met before, apparently," Loki elaborated what he had meant. "Under less than comfortable circumstances I gather?"

He, personally, saw nothing wrong with the angel's hair, but then again where he came from, hacking off hair with a knife was simply what one did when it grew too long.

"I'd only singe your hair if I tried something," he said anyway. "But maybe there's a hair stylist in town?"

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Date: Friday, 16 July 2010 06:09 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"So," Loki said, "What are your plans here? Have you come to join Michael?"

After all, Michael had been rather forthcoming about ending the world and all...

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Date: Sunday, 18 July 2010 06:14 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"So you aren't here to help Michael with his project?" Loki asked vaguely.

He finished his drink and put the mug on the counter for joe to refill.

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Date: Sunday, 18 July 2010 18:13 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"He said something about bringing about the end of the world," Loki hinted.

A nasty thought crept up on him. What if that Michael had only said that by way of making fun of the jötunn and was now sitting somewhere laughing at his gullability?

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Date: Monday, 19 July 2010 05:19 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"Oh," Loki said. "I was led to believe that it was something like his official task?"

Just his luck, the first true ally that seemed to present himself turning out to be a fraud!

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Date: Monday, 19 July 2010 06:56 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
"Sorry for breaking the news then," Loki said. "Anyway, I don't think it's going to happen while he's here. Harm no one and all."

Of course when the world ended being thrown out of the manor wouldn't matter anymore.

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Date: Tuesday, 20 July 2010 04:55 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] norseloki.livejournal.com
Loki didn't particularly care about the world of humans one way or the other. His main target lay, as he had informed Michael, in Asgard.

Here, the way to gaining an accomplice seemed to lie down an only slightly less straightforward route than with Michael. "Not only humans," he said, mirroring the other's tone of bitterness. "Other beings, too." He paused for a moment. "What did they do to you to feel that way?"

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Date: Saturday, 24 July 2010 16:12 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] josephdawson.livejournal.com
"Now, now," Joe said to the angel. "We're not all like that I should hope!"

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