#tesiraphel

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Robin had to get out of there. He had NEVER see Anubis so angry. He snuck away and opened a portal to Earth. He could've called Jasper or Asher, but both of them were probably training. He had landed right outside Cobalt's shop. He mused a moment and texted a special number.

[Can we talk? Meet me at the Mile high bridge.] He shoved his phone back in his pocket and realized he was still shifted when someone asked about his fur suit.

Whoops

"Did you forget where you were?" Tess appeared behind him, raising an eyebrow at the shifted demigod. The two hadn't seen each other in so long. Tess assumed he was spending all of his time in the Underworld.

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He's holding a bunch of roses in his pawhand. "What? I'm being serious."

She blinked. "How many women do you talk to, Robin? Aren't you in college now?"

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"A lady with wings is great." -Platinum

Tess frowned at the man. Why do I always attract the creeps? Sergio was a big exception, but the two never dated when she was an angel.

"Can I help you?"

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What's your energy?

"Perks of Other Self, I guess~" she shrugged. She wasn't as promiscuous as the result implied, but she was bold in such endeavors...

Sergio didn't know about the immortal part, but he blushed when he saw the hoe part. It was only like two or three times and money was tight those months, aight?

Sure, Tess was small, but the term "uwu" was unfamiliar to her. Maybe if I had friends, I'd know what that means.

"I'll be the first to admit it," said the ogrush warrior poet, "I'm not the smartest, but your wife confirmed that I am the hardest."

"Why are you swearing at me? What did I do wrong?" asked the paladin, a concerned look on his face.

Aurora huffed. There were plenty of times where she played the role of a bimbo to satisfy clients as well as her hunger. Not again, she thought with spiteful determination. The reminder of her past caused her to burn her next batch of muffins.

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"I said no."

Sobbing in the background. "I WANT THE ANGEL!"

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“Which one of you can’t swim! Its time for swim lessons with Big sis Bunni!”

Colette: "I can swim! Though there aren't too many places around here really good for swimming compared to Cali."

Sergio: "It's, uh, not that I cain't swim, but I'd ratha not get wet if I can help it..."

Tess: I imagine salt water would be hell to get out of my wings...

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What’s their favorite method of self-care? (Colette, Tess, Sergio, Tony)

Colette: "Happiness is a perfect parry in Shadow Souls."

Tess: "Iced coffee."

Sergio: "Ice cream and...uh...s-soap operas."

Tony: "Good-ass grillin'."

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Tess turned her head when the cafe’s bell rung, then stood up immediately. An athletic woman with dark brown skin and long, straight black hair arranged in a bushy pony tail walked in. She had hazel eyes and was a few inches taller than Tess. The woman’s shoulders were fairly broad for someone her height. She had a runner’s physique, what with moderately defined calves and thighs and a lean torso. Her face had an oblong shape with soft features all around.

She was dressed in khaki shorts, a blue T-shirt, and white tennis shoes, carrying a brown shoulder bag as she walked in. Unlike Tess’s restrained smile, the other woman’s grin reached ear to ear as she approached the angel. She picked Tess up as the two hugged, not a difficult task given how light the angel was. Tess had asked her not to do that in the past, but she quickly found that it was a losing battle. Being lifted from the ground got Tess to smile wider, though.

Bonita Salvadora was Sergio Salvadora’s cousin. When Tess was a mortal, she dated Sergio for four years in New York City. Upon death, Tess was reborn as an angel, took on a new name, and enacted El’Radyon’s will in Philadelphia. While working at her angelic mentor’s cafe, she met Bonita, who posed as a police officer for the PMPD. Initially, Tess was aloof towards Bonita as she was with everyone else. However, Bonita saw...something in Tess that drew her closer. Bonita mentioned that her family had what she called “Salvadora pride.” Sergio’s manifested in not asking for help until he had literally no other option. Bonita’s pride was in peeling people’s layers one at a time until they felt better about themselves. Could it have been manipulation tactics she learned in the force?

Eventually, Bonita and Tess revealed to each other their true professions. Bonita wasn’t just a normal beat cop, but an FBI agent, one who specifically dealt with magical manners. She was what the aetherial community around Philly called a “dreamer,” or a mundane with no magical powers. That being said, she had a keen sense of magic auras, which aided in her supernatural investigations. Tess revealed her angelic mantle to Bonita, which somehow only strengthened their bond.

“So good to see you,” said Bonita, finally withdrawing from the hug.

“It hasn’t been that long, has it?”

“It’s been almost a year.” Bonita chuckled. “I guess time feels different for you.”

“Maybe.” Tess gestured to the booth she claimed, the both of them sitting down. Though it had been almost a year, the two texted and called each other, keeping each other up to date with their latest exploits. Tess knew how Bonita liked her coffee after serving it to her for over a year, a half-caff latte with a dollop of cream. It sat on Bonita’s side of the table, ready to drink. “How’s Sergio doing?”

“Oh, just as busy as usual. It’s gotten to the point where I have to pay him to socialize. I told him he’d only have to pay a quarter rent if he went to an Independence Day party downtown. He just said he’d ‘think about it.’”

A corner of Tess’s mouth turned upward in a slight smile that quickly vanished. “It’s because of me that he’s like that. If I had to guess, he’s keeping himself busy to forget about me.”

“Please stop blaming yourself.” Bonita lightly squeezed Tess’s forearm. “I’ve said it once; I’ll say it again. Both of you did all you could. You both...fought like giants to get out of a bad situation. The only person to blame is gone now. You made sure of that.”

Tess frowned harder. While she did make sure Ariadna was dead and gone for good, she was unable to forgive herself for not saving more people when she and her cronies invaded Philadelphia.

She shook her head. She had a few dossiers in a small folder on the table. She opened the folder to reveal a tall, youthful-looking man with white hair, as well as a bipedal wolf being wearing the same clothes as him. “I don’t know why El’Radyon sent me here, but when I first came to town I heard of werewolf attacks on civilians. This is Jasper Ashwolf, the first person I’ve talked to here.”

“Ashwolf?” Bonita scanned the pictures. “I suppose his family doesn’t try to hide their background.”

“He’s nothing like Reagan. Not only that, but Jasper is a misanthrope, and he hates feds. Wouldn’t recommend talking to him. That’s gonna be a common theme today. As standoffish as he was, he’s not a threat. Just works at the local railroad and keeps to himself, or tries to.” She flipped the page, revealing a white-haired human man as well as an anthropomorphic jackal with black fur. “How much do you know about Egyptian mythology?”

“Anubis, right? Is that supposed to be him?” As optimistic and open-minded as she tried to be, even Bonita would have had trouble believing that Tess talked to a literal god who wasn’t El’Radyon before that point. She quickly realized that if Tess said something, she knew what she was talking about.

Tess nodded. “God of the dead. Has a list of all the people in the world with their death dates. He confronted me after I saved some people, which meant certain things in his book got changed. He wasn’t happy and tried to convince me to stop.” She scowled, then look at Bonita. Clearly she didn’t, and wouldn’t, stop. “I’d recommend staying away from him as well, not just because he could be a threat, but because he’s a cocksucker. He wonders why nobody worships the Egyptian gods anymore, but also never does anything worth worshiping. Somehow, however, he bore a son.”

She flipped the page, showing a man shorter than the previous one, with green eyes and light grey hair. Right next to that picture was a near spitting image of Anubis in his jackal form. “This is Cobalt. I don’t know much about him, other than he takes after his father in all the wrong ways. He runs a gun shop called Cobalt’s Imports close to downtown.” She frowned as she recalled something else. “He was in his jackal form and sat on me when I waited for a bus, then got angry at me when I assumed he was a fancily dressed canine.”

Bonita chuckled, bringing her hand up to her mouth. “What?”

“That was my first interaction with him, and Anubis. That’s how I found out something wasn’t right with either of them.” She flipped the page again, showing a raging werewolf running through a parking lot. “This is Jasper Ashwolf’s father, Jonathan, last seen killing civilians at the local bowling alley. The two of them contended alongside two others I’ll get into later. Jasper subdued him, but Jonathan’s whereabouts are currently unknown. I’ve heard a few things about another Ashwolf named Shirou, but I haven’t found him yet.”

“I’ve heard about that incident,” Bonita answered solemnly. “I’m supposed to investigate that further. Do you have anything—?” She was interrupted by a call from Reagan, her handler. She gave an apologetic look to Tess before saying, “I’ll have to take this. It was good seeing you again, though. Can we continue this later?”

Tess nodded, closing her folder. “Remember to take your own advice sometime.” Another rare grin from the angel. Bonita’s skin being too dark to tell visually didn’t matter; Tess knew that Bonita’s own advice in regards to Reagan would have made the agent blush just thinking about it.

Bonita answered the call, hugging Tess with her free arm, then headed out of the cafe. “Hello? Yes, I’m on my way now.”

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@dimensionhoppinghybrids

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As soon as the cyclops angel would turn, the same lemur woman would appear on her side of the street that time, standing about 20 feet away, feet shoulder width apart, arms crossed. The two may not have met, but if past experience told her anything, it was that both angels and daemons could not only recognize her as an angel, but a Justiciar, or destroying angel. Justiciars weren't particularly popular in either circle; among angels, they would at best be the bearers of bad news. Among daemons, they would at best grant a quick death.

It wasn't like her to speak first. If the cyclops was truly an angel, surely she'd know what the lemur was and why she was there. She'd have time to try to run from the lemur, explain her situation, or come out swinging.

It was also important to note that the civilians around the city didn't seem to notice the lemur woman, though plenty noticed the cyclops, some staring at her, others making comments about the woman's figure.

It wouldn't be long before the angel would feel the yellow-hot stare of another angel. A petite lemur woman wearing a white coat and with white head fur arranged in a pixie cut gave the one-eyed angel an intense glare from across the street, calculating, cautious. As a bus passed by, the lemur woman wasn't across the street anymore...

That certainly was strange. She felt the angelic presence but.... just as they appeared the sensation was gone. Was she in trouble again? Granted she was living in the mortal world right now. She'll have to ponder this. Not going to let another angel spook her out of her shopping trip!

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Meanwhile...

"Whether or not he's dating her, at least he'll be too busy to worry about me."

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"That boy needs friends."

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Specter frowned. "I'm not Robin...well, not the Robin of this world. I go by Specter. Still the son of Seth and Jenny. Still part vampire and demigod, but...things were different. No Colette. Just Anubis, Cobalt and the Ashwolf family. Where I am from there are no humans."

"This world? So you're from the same world as Desire?"

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"Huh? Cayne?" For once, Colette was confused, Why did the wolf-man sit on her lap? "I'm not Asher," she teased, taking the situation in stride. She wouldn't push him off or hold him or anything, just simply shrug at the small chaos. "But if you wanted to snuggle you could have just asked."

Tess appeared in front of the two, the angel staring at Cayne with piercing golden eyes. "Canine-men seem to do that. Cobalt did the same thing to me." Just as quickly as she appeared, Tess left.

ღ from Colette for the lulz

Cayne blushed really hard at the request. "I, uh... O-Okay..." They walked over to Colette, and eventually sat on her lap after several moments of hesitation. They squeaked a few times, and shuffled a bit on her lap.

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Late night, in the shadows red eyes stare at Tess. "It seems our little Robin has found himself someone...a cat, a demon-cat, a Yokai." He steps out, it's Robin! Wait...no...it's the other Robin. Specter.

"Why do you refer to yourself in the third person?" Tess asked, confused.

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"I can date anyone" Seth smirked. "But of course my heart is taken for the rest of my life."

"Any reason you're telling me this?" said Tess, wildly uninterested.

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"...Who is talking about me."