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All-purpose tunnel log
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quis_ut_deusWho: Michael and Open
When: Day 121
Where: The tunnels.
What: Being bossy, making his way through the tunnels, and failing to keep track of his siblings.
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It hadn't taken much for Raphael to convince him to leave. The cape was falling apart around them and the promise of a potential way out was the best news he'd had since he arrived - and, ultimately, he trusted Raphael's counsel. Out of all of his siblings, he'd been the most loyal to him, and the one to stand by him when it most counted.
Preparing to leave was similarly quick and took him perhaps a minute. He'd only arrived a handful of days ago, and accumulating material possessions wasn't yet a habit he'd picked up; archangels were very self-contained. All he needed were his wings and his vessel.
Well, and his siblings. He was still of the opinion that they performed poorly without the direction of their superiors, so it was as he headed out that a command went out via angel radio:
We're leaving. You have one hour; don't make me come looking for you.
Getting them to the tunnels was one thing. Keeping them in line during the journey without the advantage of his Grace to keep a constant watch on their position would prove to be more difficult.
When: Day 121
Where: The tunnels.
What: Being bossy, making his way through the tunnels, and failing to keep track of his siblings.
Notes: If you need a threadstarter or want something specific, let me know!
It hadn't taken much for Raphael to convince him to leave. The cape was falling apart around them and the promise of a potential way out was the best news he'd had since he arrived - and, ultimately, he trusted Raphael's counsel. Out of all of his siblings, he'd been the most loyal to him, and the one to stand by him when it most counted.
Preparing to leave was similarly quick and took him perhaps a minute. He'd only arrived a handful of days ago, and accumulating material possessions wasn't yet a habit he'd picked up; archangels were very self-contained. All he needed were his wings and his vessel.
Well, and his siblings. He was still of the opinion that they performed poorly without the direction of their superiors, so it was as he headed out that a command went out via angel radio:
We're leaving. You have one hour; don't make me come looking for you.
Getting them to the tunnels was one thing. Keeping them in line during the journey without the advantage of his Grace to keep a constant watch on their position would prove to be more difficult.