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kore_logs2013-03-01 08:42 am
servingmichael) wrote in kore_logs2013-03-01 08:42 am
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I had a dream but I called it a plan
Who: Raphael and ANY ONE.
What: Raphael just arrived, he'skicking the cage looking around.
When: Day 46, all day
Where: Anywhere!
Warnings: Will be updated as needed!
Raphael had toyed with the thing on his wrist for a bit before going outside. Once or twice he attempted to fly passed the edge and ended up stuck there and having to walk back until he could fly again - but he made a map of those areas, and after a few attempts avoided them in favor of the woods, park, and buildings. As he pops in and out, there's a faint sound of thunderclaps and wings beating, but otherwise, nothing to announce him
What: Raphael just arrived, he's
When: Day 46, all day
Where: Anywhere!
Warnings: Will be updated as needed!
Raphael had toyed with the thing on his wrist for a bit before going outside. Once or twice he attempted to fly passed the edge and ended up stuck there and having to walk back until he could fly again - but he made a map of those areas, and after a few attempts avoided them in favor of the woods, park, and buildings. As he pops in and out, there's a faint sound of thunderclaps and wings beating, but otherwise, nothing to announce him
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Not that he objects at all to Sam-bothering, or Dean-bothering at that. Winchester-bothering in general is something of a hobby of his. It's one of the few things he can agree with most of his siblings on, even if he's not always willing to take it as far as some of them might.
"Yeah? Can't see them not leaving a mess, but then, I'm kind of a pessimist. Managed not to make too much of a nuisance of themselves, then?"
Which is a less-tactless way of asking whether they'd been alright. When he'd discussed it with Castiel, the minor issue of whether the world was safe had taken priority. Only just, though, and making sure that Michael and Lucifer were alright was a very close second. Raphael third, since he was still wilfully being 'naive' enough to think Raphael wouldn't be as affected by the Apocalypse as the older two.
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It would probably be very bad for the fragile truce if he did - Raphael was angry and wasn't likely to listen to reason, no matter who it came from.
"They are both inside Lucifer's Cage, Gabriel. They didn't leave a mess behind them." That didn't mean there wasn't a mess, there was. A loaming war, Raphael unwilling to let go of his brother. There was a mess - but he didn't blame them for it.
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In all honesty, Gabriel was willing to make an exception for Winchesters. He understood perfectly well how infuriationg they could be. Castiel and Anna might be less willing, but he was sure he could talk them down.
"There was a mess last time I looked. But hey, so long as there's a world left to be in such a state, I guess we can't really complain."
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"I can, and I am." It's sharp. He doesn't understand Gabriel's attitude - big shock there, how he can be so accepting of what happens. Of what he helps to make happen.
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Perhaps if it wasn't an archangel he'd be less inclined to agree, but as far as he's concerned, pretty much anything his brothers want they're welcome to take. For near enough anything less than the Apocalypse, they have a free pass.
"Well, yeah, I suppose you can," he hadn't really thought that one through, "but, c'mon, am I seriously the only one here who doesn't want the planet going up in smoke? Seems like kind of a waste."
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There was a special bond the archangels had, one he was unsure of the lengths to, when it came to the two eldest. It made Raphael uneasy to think about. And left him confused as to why, when he was still angry with Gabriel for leaving, why he found solace in the company of his younger brother.
"Michael and I wouldn't have allowed the planet to go up in smoke Gabriel."
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"Not intentionally. But you can't make an omelette without breaking a few continents, right? And that's if Michael had won, if he'd been-- well, if he'd lost..."
'If Michael had been killed' was still not a prospect he was willing to confront that directly. It was only because he knew that neither Michael nor Lucifer was dead that he was comfortable discussing the possibility.
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"Lucifer wouldn't toast the planet. Kill the humans, yes. Then the demons, but he wouldn't have destroyed the planet. We looked." Well. Sent Zachariah. Same thing.
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Bunny rabbits and fjords were nice, sure, but they weren't anywhere near as interesting as humans. But then, he'd got the impression that among the angels there was only a minority who found them that engaging. Even in the lower ranks and those who didn't know enough to be bitter, any love for the humans seemed to be only out of duty.
"Suffering's part of life, Raph. And they deal with it a hell of a lot better than we do-- they're not like us; they're made for it. And I mean that in the least sadistic way possible, FYI."
But that was a complicated philosophical debate that he really didn't want to get into. He'd rather argue about the nature of suffering than about the old family disputes, but then again, he'd rather not argue at all.
"Look-- whatever. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to try to change your mind about anything, not right now, I just need to know that you won't start anything here, okay? Michael's fuck knows where and Lucifer's agreed to a truce, so, well, it won't do anyone any good to have all-out angelic war going on, right? Or even all-out angelic bickering."
A grimace, which was probably meant to be a smile, and might even have looked like one if you turned your head and squinted just so.
"C'mon, just-- even just for now, yeah? No fighting?"
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"My fighting Lucifer would end about as well as it would for you. I don't plan on trading blows with him." But angelic bickering he couldn't rule out, not with Lucifer, not with Castiel. He couldn't even rule out violence with Castiel.
"I'm not interested in fighting, Gabriel." He had a war back home to deal with. He didn't want it here.
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He hadn't particularly thought that Raphael would be, or at least not just for fighting's sake, but it was worth making sure. Of course, it wasn't necessarily all that reassuring - of the three of them, let alone the other angels, none of them seemed particuarly eager to fight, but he was sure that wouldn't stop them, especially once something happened to push Lucifer into attacking the humans. That, he was pretty certain, was a matter of 'when', not 'if', but hey. He could hope.
"With a bit of luck, that might even be enough. Try to stay out of trouble, yeah?"
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"I'm not usually the one who gets into trouble." There's just a slight twist to it - something almost teasing, but it's very faint.
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"No, but I do it on purpose." A wry little grin - his teasing, at least, is anything but subtle, even if it's not always easy to tell how much he means it. "I'll see you around, Raphael."
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"You will Gabriel, yes."