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exsiliumlogs2014-01-22 03:36 pm
senseandcecilbility) wrote in exsiliumlogs2014-01-22 03:36 pm
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Date & Time: January 21, morning
Location:Frozen lake near the creepy castle
Characters: Michaelworth, Kevin senseandcecilbility , whoever dares put up with Michael.
Summary: Michael on ice
Warning: Michael on ice
[Michael had been in a foul mood for over a week. That was not a particularly healthy behavior. Especially as far as Uriel's health was concerned. Still, Uriel had made sure to bring meals to his former partner's secluded chambers three times a day, dutifully and meekly enduring the ensuing overpowered tantrums, disparaging remarks, very exact kicking and even one or two food plates thrown in his general direction. The problem with Michael, Uriel thought, was that he had way too much energy to spare. Keeping himself cooped up like that would eventually bring the castle down, and that would be Uriel's fault.
He was already falling in deep and dark despair when inspiration struck. It came in the form of a glorious sunset, when, filled with nostalgia, he stopped to watch some adorable children skating on one of the city's many frozen bodies of water.
Persuading Michael to put the funny shoes on was a literally painful experience Uriel would never forget. However, the archangel seemed to change his mind after his tablet informed him about something called "ice hockey". Uriel knew nothing about ice hockey, but Michael's sudden acquiescence - in the midst of squeezing Uriel's larynx with a skate blade - was relieving to say the least, even if somewhat suspicious.
He should know better, of course. Now, watching the tiny archangel skate on the frozen lake near the castle, he feels nothing but unadulterated horror.
He... He created a monster, didn't he?]
Location:Frozen lake near the creepy castle
Characters: Michael
worth, Kevin senseandcecilbility , whoever dares put up with Michael. Summary: Michael on ice
Warning: Michael on ice
[Michael had been in a foul mood for over a week. That was not a particularly healthy behavior. Especially as far as Uriel's health was concerned. Still, Uriel had made sure to bring meals to his former partner's secluded chambers three times a day, dutifully and meekly enduring the ensuing overpowered tantrums, disparaging remarks, very exact kicking and even one or two food plates thrown in his general direction. The problem with Michael, Uriel thought, was that he had way too much energy to spare. Keeping himself cooped up like that would eventually bring the castle down, and that would be Uriel's fault.
He was already falling in deep and dark despair when inspiration struck. It came in the form of a glorious sunset, when, filled with nostalgia, he stopped to watch some adorable children skating on one of the city's many frozen bodies of water.
Persuading Michael to put the funny shoes on was a literally painful experience Uriel would never forget. However, the archangel seemed to change his mind after his tablet informed him about something called "ice hockey". Uriel knew nothing about ice hockey, but Michael's sudden acquiescence - in the midst of squeezing Uriel's larynx with a skate blade - was relieving to say the least, even if somewhat suspicious.
He should know better, of course. Now, watching the tiny archangel skate on the frozen lake near the castle, he feels nothing but unadulterated horror.
He... He created a monster, didn't he?]
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But he doesn't stay watching from too far for too long, considering his presence would probably be difficult to ignore after a short amount of time, especially for two archangels. It's easier just to give himself away, a brief moment in which there's nothing there, but the next time you look there's that well dressed blonde with the mismatched eyes watching from the side of the ice.]
Enjoying yourself?