Celestine
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Dark Angel
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Post by Celestine on Apr 26, 2007 23:04:32 GMT -5
Celestine strode into the Opera Populaire in all his angelic glory, nothing else with him but the clothes he wore. His bare feet were immaculate despite the water and mud outside.
He curiously examined the architecture of the opera house.
"Contrasts greatly with the view from heaven, but I can't complain now, can I?"
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Post by meta on Apr 26, 2007 23:38:14 GMT -5
"I'll say you can. These humans are nigh unbelievable." *Metatron scraped his shoe against a pillar as if he'd stepped in something foul.*
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 26, 2007 23:44:37 GMT -5
Celestine turned in the direction of where the voice had originated.
"Exactly why I wiped out a whole city of them. I'm Celestine." He smiled and offered his hand.
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Post by meta on Apr 26, 2007 23:53:14 GMT -5
"I won't hold it against you." *Metatron shook his hand in a perfunctory manner.* "Metatron. Herald of the Almighty and Voice of the One True God."
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 27, 2007 18:24:59 GMT -5
The smile on Celestine's face quickly began to fade and his eyes grew considerably wide as soon as heard the other angel's name. He gazed up and down Metatron, as if sizing him up.
Then, a genuine grin abruptly lit up his face. "It is truly a pleasure to finally meet you in person. What brings one of your status to this city?"
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Post by meta on Apr 27, 2007 18:44:21 GMT -5
"The usual. Twerps can't be bothered to read God's word in print so they have to have someone come and scream it in their faces--and I don't mean TV evangelists. People want credentials alluvasudden. And good thing, too. You wouldn't believe the whack-jobs they've got running around claiming to be prophets." *Metatron rolled his eyes.*
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 27, 2007 18:52:30 GMT -5
Celestine chuckled lightly.
"I knew it to be a little out of control with all these humans and their crazy ideas and theories, but is it really that bad down here?"
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Post by meta on Apr 27, 2007 18:54:32 GMT -5
*Metatron shrugged.*
"Could be worse, I suppose. It's hard to say. The Plague is no longer a problem but now you've got buggering idiots driving while yakking on their mobiles."
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 27, 2007 19:11:05 GMT -5
Celestine nodded in much agreement.
"It appears to me that time and technology corrupt their minds more than anything else. What with all these portable accessories they obsess over, it must be quite difficult for them to devote any time to prayer and reflection. And with each passing year, technology advances a few steps further.
"How have you fared during the time you've been here?"
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Post by meta on Apr 27, 2007 19:16:15 GMT -5
"The usual interferances of Satan aside, not bad." *He looked at Celestine as though seeing him for the first time.* "What are you doing here, anyway?"
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 29, 2007 0:23:54 GMT -5
Celestine's lips contorted into what looked like a sneer, but the expression just seemed so very out of place on his face.
"This beautiful and brightly lit city of Paris is my prison for all eternity. I have been banished from heaven and forced here to properly carry out my duty as a guardian angel. You see, the previous time I was sent to protect a city, it didn't turn out so well.
I... ended up doing quite the opposite."
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Post by meta on Apr 29, 2007 10:18:26 GMT -5
Oy. Another one.
"You're not friends with Loki or Bartleby by chance, are you?"
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Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 29, 2007 21:14:30 GMT -5
Celestine furrowed his brow and shook his head.
"Never heard of them." He looked up at a random large clock hanging on the wall nearest them. "If you don't exactly mind, I'll be leaving now. Get adjusted to my new life and home, you know?
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Metatron. Perhaps we could have a drink or two the next time we happen to bump into each other?"
Then the angel smiled, revealing a set of perfect white teeth, and disappeared into thin air.
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