Our Boyfriend
The effects of the Bayou are meant to disorient and misdirect. Alastor sings to his pregnant belly when he feels well enough, but it's pretty haunting if you aren't right by him because the sound bounces and warps around the environment.
If Lucifer wasn't Lucifer it might freak him out.
Michael is Michael and it still freaks him out. He's vaguely reminded of the holy choir back home.
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So I wanted to try out some creative writing with this new auuuuuu~ gave it a cool name, "Into Ashes", not too bad right? To start of I thought to write a few paragraphs about how the main three angels- Mike, Gabe, and Raph, are told that they are to travel to a different universe and see what's there. Maybe I'll have one or two others go with them, I dunno yet. Something simple like that as a little test, you could say.. I don't know what I'm doing honestly but hey! It's fun
Anyway, writing and art:
"Listen, my son. I have an important task for you and your brothers.
There exists a world which has been abandoned by its Lord.
Go to this world, Michael. See what can be salvaged"
The final words his father spoke to him echoed through Michael's mind as he descended through the highest Heavens down to where his brothers awaited him. The skies swirled with purple and blue hues, illuminated by the stars and the ophanim who held together the galaxies. A sight he wasn't privileged to often, his work within heaven rarely gave him any free time to explore their skies the way he could when he was younger. And yet, he still felt like a young child when lifted by father's hand, as if he never left his light all those millennia ago. He tries to not think too deeply about those times.
'A rare event' he thought to himself, 'father hasn't spoken to any of us in centuries' he straightened out his suit, still wearing it after returning from a mission down on earth, he hadn't had the time to change before being summoned to his father's throne.
'I might even be completely camouflaged against the colour of the heavens right now, perhaps they won't even notice my return' he thought, amused.
Passing through the golden gates that lead to the throne of his father and into the archangels' domain, the figures of the two younger angels appeared through the thick layers of cloud. Raphael, the fourth oldest of the angels welcomed his brother back with a warm smile, his halo glowing brightly behind his head. Gabriel- the third oldest- walked up to Michael, being the first to break the silence,
"I almost thought you'd never come back down to us!" He joked, absentmindedly twirling a lock of his long hair in his hand
'A nervous tic' Michael mused
"You were gone for quite a while" added Raphael
Gabriel began again, "so... what does father want from us? It must be quite important if he asked to speak to you in person"
And so the eldest began his account of the events from the past few hours.
"We are to travel to another realm, a world that has been forsaken to ruin by its God and left to its own devices. He did not tell me what to expect, and really, this is the last thing I expected...." he trailed off, his expression perplexed, just what was his father's plan this time?
"Wh- huh? And.. how are we to get to this world?" Raphael's voice chimed in, bewilderment written all over his face. His short fluffy ears swaying as he turned his head to look back at the eldest.
"I... assume he will somehow transport us there once we are suitably prepared..?" He wasn't so sure in his answer, it wasn't unusual for his father's words to be vague. Regrettably, this is the one time Michael wishes they weren't. However, he was raised to trust in his God and His abilities.
To accept the way things are and not to question anything.
Gabriel spoke once more before turning to head back down to the lower levels of Heaven
"Well then.. no time like the present to get ourselves ready, right?"
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