A New Dawn, An Angels vs. Demons RP.[Accepting][Started]

[Asriel Dreemurr]

OOC: Both accepted, the RP can now start whenever. Just lettin' y'all know this is taking place on Earth, in case there were any misconceptions. Now that that's covered I will reveal unto you the purpose of Weapon Alignments. A new rule has been added. I'll either start this off whenever I get around to it or one of y'all can start us off.

[Lady_Killer]

Name: Abbas Abbatis

Age: 1200 years

Race:Angle

Rank:Angle

Gender:male

Appearance: A Similer body build to a human, Only taller, he is Old, and blind in the right eye, Both his eyes are dead white, He has long silver hair, along with a Silver beard. He is tall and wares all white. He has 4 wings, Pearl and Silver Armor with the insignia of god, and a halo hanging over his head. His movement is very stiff from old age, Yet graceful like a dancer.

Faction: (Forces of Heaven or Forces of Hell)

Weapon Appearance: A Spear, made of lightning and tipped with Diamond

Weapon Name: Luminarium (Latin for Light)

Weapon Alignment: Holy

[spoiler=Character Abilities:]

Angle Refexes In times of danger, Abbas can react in almost Infinite time, Giving him the ability to Dodge even bullets; However, This wasn't enough to save his eye meny years ago.

Impenetrable Abbas' skin cannot be peirce by anything, Knowing this Demons have tried meny a time to poison him.

Future Sight With the loss of his eye, God bestowed unto him the ability to see in to the future at random. This ability has saved his life and his comrades lives meny atime.

 

 

Personality: Abbas is a gentle and calm person, Who wants to share all his knowledge. He is strong and quick in battle for his meny years and is still a match for Michael in battle. Due to his age now, he tends to try to avoid fights, but is always willing to serve.

Bio(optional):Abbas was once one of the Highest Archangles, Ranking even higher than Michael. But when his best friend was killed accidently killed by his lance, he vowed never to lift his blade unless he was forced to. Now, with the recent war, he is force to again go to battle, though his heart tells him otherwise.

Why do you fight?: To protect the throne of God, and defend the innocent.

What is rule #7, and what is it a reference to?: BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD. Rule #7 is a reference to Warhammer 40K.

[Lady_Killer]

So when do we start.

[Ultimate Assassin Ninjew]

A man could be seen walking along a bridge, alone it seemed. He stood a massive 6 feet tall wearing golden like armor. His eyes, dark and deadly, seeming to drain hope out of men and women who looked at his eyes. He was Azera Karnon, a Royal amoung the Demons. Whenever he stepped foot onto the Earth, people would cower away because of his history of bringing death to any who stood in his path. This was one of the main reasons why he was sent to hell in the first place. Though there was more to it then that. Soon he stopped at the middle of the bridge and looked over to the water that the bridge went over. It was as if he was waiting for someone or something to arrive, or just thinking of his human life before death.

[thecross]

Pemduss just came from hell, nobody or anything saw him. He doesn't want to be seen, he wants to be hidden from everyone until he's needed. He took of his helmet and melted it back to hell. He looked around, he spotted another demon on the bridge. He jumped to the trees and hid before the other demon could see him. He never died, because he was never a human, he was just a destructive force to everyone else, but to him he was the next demon war king.

[Lady_Killer]

Abbas Sat down in his Golden chair, Feeling Suprisingly weak Suddenly. The only reason for this, meant that there was a very evil pressence in the area. Even thought he was in heaven for the moment, Evil being still were to report to God for each thing they did. Looking out the window, He saw the insignia of the Royal's of Hell, Though he couldn't see which one. For him to be here was a bad sign, Something bad was about to begin. He sat back down, from Fatuge and put the Royal out of his mind. What ever was going on, He wanted no part of it.

[Hydra of Ages]

It was the end of the world.

 

Armageddon. Apocalypse. Ragnarok. The End of Days. Every Angel, every Demon in the area was preparing for battle. the Cherubs were polishing their flaming the swords, and the demons were tempering theirs with a mixture of snake venom and the fecal matter of a particular sort of bird that left all sorts of pestilence in its wake. They seized everything of importance; Churches, government buildings, factories, schools...

 

...Libraries.

 

Lysen sneezed, which luckilly didn't cause the book he was reading to ignite, but instead just exhumed copious amounts of smoke. All around him, incredulous humans watched them with the same panicked silence one might watch a bank robbery during. It wasn't terribly hard to tell that Lysen wasn't one of said mortal folk.

 

After a few moments, the snappy-dressed Fallen Angel shut his book with a resounding clap, causing people around him to flinch. He stood up and stretched a little bit, having read for a long enough time that his muscles were starting to get somewhat tired.

 

He scooped up a rather sizable tower of books from his table. They varied in subject matter; originally, he had came to look up stuff on the Antichrist, old bibles, heretic scriptures... that sort of thing.

 

But he was SOO easilly distracted... and now he was walking out with approximately four books on the End of Days, two about the movie The End of Days, a newspaper article about the popular television program Happy Days, and the seventh Harry Potter book. He had been surprised to learn that it had been released while he was distracted.

 

He walked to the check out, and displayed his library card. The signature on the back could have driven mortals mad just by looking at it, but he decided to be nice and changed it to regular english lettering, forming the name, "lysen".

 

"T-thank you..." the lady at the check out said, as he tipped his hat and walked out with his luggage. She blinked as she heard her stomach rumble.

 

funny, she thought. Didn't I just eat before that strange man came in?

 

She glanced at the clock on her computer. "Wait... now that can't be right." she murmured. "Why is my clock set ahead three days?" she wondered aloud, before quickly decided to take a nip out for a quick bite.

She was followed fairly quickly by the starving mass of people, also having been transfixed by the odd chain-smoking (debatable; they only ever saw him with a single Cigar. He never removed it, except to puff out a ring or two of smoke) suited-man.

[Ultimate Assassin Ninjew]

After a while, Azera decided to move on past the bridge. As he walked any man or woman started running away. It wasn't just his presence that drove them away, it was the heat that he gave off, the heat of hell. Not long after entering the city did he see Lysen, the Fallen Angel. He gave off a smirk as he decided to approach him. "Well, hello there, Fallen Angel," Azera said to Lysen almost teasing him for ever being an angel, "You seem to always be readin those books. Why not burn them and let these humans suffer more." He despised humans in every way possible. This is what drove him to killing so many when he was alive.

 

Then a short flashback struck into his mind...

 

"Get out of my way you pesty child," he said. Then gunfire could be heard through a crowd of yelling people. A second shot then rung out into a screaming woman. The crowd quickly dispersed as the ringing of a cop car drew near. "Drop your weapon and get on your hands and knees," the cop yelled out. Multiple gun shots could be heard and a man lay on the ground. Soon two cops were ontop of him, handcuffing him and awaiting an ambulance.

 

Suddenly time jumped forward revealing the same man awaiting a lethal injection. "You've been proven guilty for the murder of Mrs. Johnson and her son along with 30 counts of 1st degree murder, Armed Robbery and assault. You will be injected with a lethal dose of drugs and medication, slowing your breathing and finally stopping your heart. May God be kind upon your soul," the bailiff said. Suddenly before the drugs took effect the man said, "I will go to Hell and the day I return, humanity shall die." He began laughing before he died.

 

After the flashback ended, he shook his head bringing him back to reality. He had returned from hell like he said and now he was ready to kill again. He gave a small chuckle of amusement, but it was for all the killing he would do before he returned to his new home.

[thecross]

Pemduss left the tree with nobody seeing or hearing him. As he passed, flowers began to die. Pemduss looked at the peaceful forest showing no emotion. Some people say it's because of Pemduss that the Earth stays alive. Pemduss started towards an abandoned warehouse, making sure he wasn't spotted. The only reason Pemduss stays low is, because he has a short cause, and that is to stay alive. If anybody spotted him, he would be followed and hunted.

 

Pemduss reached the warehouse remembering what his purpose was, take over the world. Since Pemdusses age is a human year, he has every right to enslave humanity.

 

Sometimes Pemduss thinks about what if he was on the angels side. That the angels would have full control of Earth. Because of Pemduss the Earth stays and without Earth Humans, Angels, and even Demons would not survive.

[namelessk]

A figure walked through the dimly streets of what seemed to be a very urbanized city. The man mixed in with the large crowds bustling through the streets. This technology. It corrupted them. It makes them that they don't even believe anymore. They seem to worship the technology now. Soon, they will be redeemed. That is why I am here. The man continued walking through the streets, his head hung low and the hood of his long black cloak covering his face in shadows.

 

This figure was Alestar Retsala, the newly appointed Arch Angel who was sent to Earth to watch the humans. He was having a very hard time doing this because there were so many sinners in this one city. The sound of an alarm broke his thoughts and he looked up. "Right on cue." Alestar said to himself and walked faster through the crowd. He eventually reached the grocery store whose alarm was blaring loudly. He stood in front of the door for some time and seemed to be waiting. A man wearing a green mask over his face and black clothes rushed out of the store. He bumped right into Alestar and was then taken aback by surprise.

 

"Hey, who are you? Get out of my way!" the man said, lifting up the hand which held the gun. Alestar stared at the man intently, his gaze never lifting. "What're you staring at? Get out of here or I'll shoot." the man said, still pointing the gun at Alestar. "You must pay the price." Alestar mumbled. "What?" the man said, his hand beginning to shake now. "Judgement." Alestar whispered as he stared into the man's eyes. The man started screaming and then froze completely. His body toppled lifelessly to the floor and Alestar stared at him as he fell. "It seems that your sins were too great." Alestar said and walked away from the man's lifeless body amid stares from people who had seen the whole thing.

[THEChanger]

Over a cave, somewhere on a small island in the Pacific, dawn breaks. Light streams through a small window in the cave's side, falling on Asaren's face. Slowly, he awakes, grumbling.

"Seems like day comes earlier every time I have to deal with it. OOOOOOhhhhhh . . . shouldn't have had so much to drink last night. Ah, well."

As he gets up, his clothes shift to his usual attire: A clean, white shirt, a black leather vest, black pants and shoes. He grabs his cane, and moves to the only piece of furniture in the cave besides his bed: A table, with a mirror built in. He quickly admires himself in the mirror, and then turns to a few scrolls lying on the table beside the mirror.

"Well, let's see what we've got today. Hmmmm . . . old man in Vegas, about to die, time for him to complete his contract. Best be prepared for a bit of a struggle from him. Gang in Chicago, wants a refund. Good luck to them. Ah, yes. The politician in D.C., want's a playmate other than his wife. I can't put that off any longer, he's been waiting for weeks!"

Then Asaren's eys fall on the last item on the scroll. His skin turns pale, and he begins to shake.

"No . . . it can't be today. No way another year has past. Not possible.

Damn. And I was hoping to have some fun with those radicals in the Mid East today. Ah well."

he says, a smile returning to his face. "It'll be nice to meet my replacement. A pity Azera has to be the one to recieve the annual report on my progress. I just hope he's not too up-tight . . ."

Asaren turns to the entrance of the cave. Today was going to be a long day. "Many Faces have I, raven's face to the sky."

A raven, black against the bright blue sky, flies toward the United States coast.

[Damiano Tosē]

It was by far... the rise of the fallen angels and demon awakening.

 

A figure over the horizons... an angel that knew no bounds of fighting... an angel who was destined to become what he had dreamed for... king of the angels. Zechs, a tall, ripped, broad shouldered angel, walked upon the deadly streets of the planet in which he stayed in. The days of the apocalypse, or as the angels call it, rise of the demons, slowly started to approach the surface dwellers as Zechs gripped his Oscuro Endriago Espada - (Dark Dragon Sword) tightly. Zechs had a close feeling that he was walking into a abandoned world, nobody in sight. All the buildings were abandoned, or more importantly overran by demons in Zechs' thought. The top buildings that were being seized, Church, government buildings, schools, hospitals, factories...

 

...Libraries and other Facilities.

 

Being the only angel in presence of others, Zechs did not like the fact that were 2 of his fallen comrades... and only one of him. The rest he presumed were merely demons of high expectations, which in his case was very bad. Zechs then walked onto a nearby library, one that does not seem to be abandoned for the most part. When Zechs walked in, every human, every mortal was somewhat glad and somewhat terrified. Most people ran out of the Library because of horror, others hid along the back of the library.

 

It was not until long that Zechs had seen the faces of the scared people but he had paid no attention to them. He then grabbed some books about the angels, archangels, demons and even the following day of the apocalypse.

 

Zechs then researched three books on angels, 2 on archangels, 1 on the demon faction, and 1 on the end of the world. Zechs then walked up to the cashier as she hid under her desk. Zechs then put the books on the desk as the lady counted up the price for each book.

 

"T-that will be... $35.78 sir." She said in her trembled voice. Zechs showed her his library card. Mortals loved how the angels wrote their signitures and prints, so beautifully neat and well written.

 

He then wrote his signiture with fine print as he forged his name "Zechs." He then tipped the cashier for her troubles and said this... "Thank you for your time miss." Zechs said as he walked out of the library.

 

The cashier then fainted as people crowded around her, looking at the angel's print.

 

Meanwhile...

 

Zechs then got out of the library, holding at least 6 to 7 books in one bag. He then spotted a unknown figure smoking a cigar and another figure with him. Zechs changed to his human form in no time as he walked past the two unknown persons.

[Hydra of Ages]

Lysen was mildly surprised when a Prince of Hell walked up to him, but quickly got over it. He stifled a yawn, smiled, and took a large drag from his cigar, before exhaling a puff of dark gray smoke that obscured the two demons briefly.

He didn't seem to notice, or if he did, failed to care, that the other had put such an emphasis on the 'Angel' part of Fallen Angel.

 

"Oh. Well, you know, the average human doesn't like reading too much these days." he said idly. "Burning their books wouldn't be too helpful to us. I mean, why destruction without a point?"

 

He shrugged a little and took another drag of the cigar. Oddly, it still didn't get any smaller. He blew the smoke from this one out in little gentle circles, tiny halos of grey that faded after a couple seconds, though out of respect he aimed them away from the royal demon.

 

"Anyway, all the books fall apart in the end. Rotted, changed into dirt, returned to the earth..." he shrugged. "All this destruction is pointless to me. All this effort for something that could be accomplished by a brief wait... eh. Seems like a waste." he shrugged. "But I'm just a Duke, what do I know?" he said with a hint of a smile.

 

he glanced over at a human that walked by him, with short black hair. The demonic duke allowed for the glasses to drop a little below his gaze, revealing a pair of reptilian slits that shifted to accommodate the new light.

He checked for the usual chains he saw binding the mortals; The tangling, snakelike steel chains of Hades that tied every mortal to heaven or hell.

 

Like he expected, this human had none.

 

He pushed his glasses back up to obscure his eyes, and waved over to the 'human'.

"Hey, hello!" he called out, smiling a little. "Whose' side?" he asked, with the same inflection one might ask during a game of Capture the Flag. It was fairly easy to figure it was either a Demon or an Angel- for example, most humans didn't have violet irises. Or herculean musculature. Or an air of perfection and superiority that could be seen from space.

[Damiano Tosē]

Zechs heard a cold voice from afar as he turned around and looked at the strange person. His eyes were revealing dragon eyes, indicating if the so called "human" had a life span. He then looked at the other figure with the cigar smoking one, unaware that these two people maybe regular humans or something else.

 

Like he thought, the two had no life span whatsoever.

 

Interesting. They're either Demon, Angel, or Archangel. Better keep my guard up against these two. Zechs thought to himself as he turned his back and walked away. Most humans did not have broad muscular figures or such strange eyes such as that particular one.

 

"What do you mean of whose side? I am just a mere human specimen." Zechs said in his quiet yet cold voice. "By any means, what side are you on?" Zechs said again as he increased the time limit on his watch of turning back into an Angel.

 

It's like asking somebody who's in a fight, whose side are you on. Zechs sounded crazy but from the looks of the two gentlemen, they had to appear be either Demon or Archangel. A closer from his eyes suspected that those two gentlemen were Angels but with darker powers and experienced then Archangels...

 

...none the less leaving one thing...

 

...that they were Demons.

 

I see it now. These two appear to be from the Demon society. And from the looks, they appear to be stronger then most i have dealt with. Zechs said turning his back and walking onward, minding his own business.

[thecross]

Pemduss saw 10 guys, Humans in the warehouse he wanted. The ten guys spotted him and one said, "You lost, this our turf?" Pemduss just looked at him and said, "I don't think you filthy scum are worthy enough to fight me." The leader said, "Hey you guys let's beat this guy down."

Pemduss right that moment turned into full demon and in a demonic voice he said, "I'm going to make you regret your words."

 

Pemduss saw 2 of them coming at him, he grabbed both of thier heads and smashed them together. He saw all of them now coming for him, besides the leader. 7 guys started attacking Pemduss but failed, next thing the leader knew all 9 of his men were dead. Pemduss laughed, "You better leave if you value your life!" The leader left horrified at what he saw.

 

Pemduss started to make himself at home, using the fallen humans as decorations. Pemduss just laughed an evil laugh waiting for the other royal to call him, for a location of the angels and/or archangels.

[Ultimate Assassin Ninjew]

"It's just for the fun and the game of destruction and killing," he told Lysen, "Like killing random innocent humans." Then he saw the 'human' walk up and Lysen interact with him. 'Tsh, only a fool wouldn't be able to see through that disguise. Such a pity for an Angel to try such a trick on a Royal,' he thought. Then when the human turned his back after a blatent lie, Azera said, "Shall I demonstrate on this human." In saying that he grabbed the man who had just began to walk away. He pulled out one of his Demonic Swords from off his back. "Killing one human will be the start of my fun," he said with a laugh. He placed his blade into the back of the human, preparing to stab through the man.

[thecross]

Pemduss looked out the window and saw a demon preparing to stab a human. Pemduss wanted to go outside and help, but he had important business. Instead Pemduss watched the demon, wondering what his name was.

 

Pemduss thought, "Maybe just going out there and asking him why he's here wouldn't be suicide." Pemduss got up preparing to walk out the door, but something caught his eye. It was cops heading straight toward the other demon. Pemduss had no choice but to protect his own kind.

 

Pemduss hurried out there carrying his sword and said to the cops, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The cops turned around and saw the sword, "Freeze!" They demanded. Pemduss slowly walked foward and the cops repeated, "Freeze, or we will shoot!" Pemduss laughed, "You fools you can't kill me!" Pemduss turned to his demon form again. He walked closer to them and the cops started shooting. Pemduss was never damaged, "It's time to die!" Pemduss sliced both of them in half and killed them. Pemduss then started toward the other demon.

[THEChanger]

A raven swoops down towards the city. The wings of this raven, had anyone decided to pay it any mind, would be seen to be white, rather than the usual black. Quite odd, even in these troubled times.

The raven alights on a library, chuckling to itself. “Well, it looks like this is the place. And, unless I’m mistaken, that’d be Azera, attacking a poor, innocent mortal. Perhaps this report won’t be so bad after all. Oh, and he brought friends.”

Asaren observes Lysen, gauging his strength. Eventually deciding that he is but a Duke at most, he turns his attention to the third Demon in the vicinity, and glowers.

“Pemduss, that bastard! What’s he doing here? Oh, this sort of thing happens every year. It’s almost like the entire universe is conspiring to keep me trapped in this mortal realm. Damn and sod and blast.”

The raven, having been speaking aloud all this time, turns to see one of the library’s employees beside him, evidently having come up to the roof for his lunch break.

“What, you’ve never seen a talking raven before? Honestly, you mortals get more and more ignorant every time I come to visit, don’t you?”

The man, being suitably frightened, races back down the ladder to the library below. Asaren laughs, the whispers, “Many Faces have I, but the mortal’s is a lie.”

Once more in his mortal form, Asaren makes himself comfortable, and watches the sport below.

“No sense in getting the new Prince upset by interrupting his fun, now is there? I just hope Pemduss gets out of here before I have to give my report. He never liked me, even when I was a Prince. He’ll probably spin all of my report to make it sound like I’ve been sitting around doing nothing. Which, of course, I have.”

Asaren chuckles at his own joke, and shadows the area around him, keeping himself obscured from those below, Demon, Angel, or Mortal.

[Damiano Tosē]

As Zechs felt the demonic hand touching his shoulder, he quickly reacted by turning the time off, releasing his angel form. The spikes on his paladin armor went through the demon's hand, giving him a suffering bleed. Zechs then took out his dragon sword, jumped over the previous demon and stayed in the air as his wings started to flap.

 

Zechs' Oscuro Endriago Espada shined brightly as the sun glistened on it, giving it immense, monsterous aura. Zechs then landed on his feet as the ground broke wear he stood. Rule #1 known to everybody, never mess with a destructive angel...

 

...unless you want to pay the ultimate price.

 

"I see that you are the Prince of Hell I presume." Zechs said looking at the demon who appears to be a royal. Zechs then looked at his blade and said, "I have slain demons over the years...

 

...but none had great power such as you."

 

Zechs said as he pointed his blade toward the sky and thunder starts to hit in all directions visciously. "If you must know my side, I am an angel of the highest honor. Youngest Duke in Angelic history. But you can call me, Zechs." Zechs said as the thunder stoped hitting objects and the skies were clear again.

 

"I see... so i was right. The time has come. Demons and Angels clash like never before and the end of the world is just right around the corner." Zechs said as he smirked at the demon who touched him.

 

Zechs then looked at both demons, one who bents on destruction and blood, the other who tends to be calm and quiet and loves to smoke alot. "Now let's have a little sparring match to start off this glorious day...

 

...shall we gentlemen?"

 

Zechs said as he got into his battle position as he was outnumbered, 2 demons against 1 angel. And it seems that both me and them are equal. Zechs thought to himself.

[Ultimate Assassin Ninjew]

Azera looked at his hand then looked at the angel who finally revealed hismelf. He let out a long sigh and increased his heat output throughout the area, making it much hotter then normal. "You really shouldn't have done that. You managed to hit one of the few places were I have no armor. Unfortunately for you, I am not one to make angry. Am I Lysen?" he said to Zechs and called out to Lysen. He created a small flame on his hand, closing the wound on it. Then he grabbed his other Demonic Blade as the flame went out. "Now we shall have some fun while I'm here," he said with a small laugh.

 

He connected the hilts of his blades, forming a dual blade and held it in his right hand. He pointed his left index finger at one of the angels wings. Then he said,"Burn." Flames bursted off of the angels right wing almost out of nowhere, burning it right off. As this happened Azera spun the dual blade in his right hand, aiming the small vortex that started to form at the angel. he gave a small laughter as only the demons knew what he was doing at this moment. "Lysen, if he finds a way to escape, kill him," Azera told Lysen.

[namelessk]

Alestar continued walking down the streets with his head hung low and staring down at the ground. He mixed into the bustling crowds of the city once more, not wanting to be seen by someone it seemed. Suddenly, his mind was flooded with information and he quickly looked up. What's this? Heavy sinners? But this type of evil cannot be from a mere mortal. It is too dark. Could it be demons? Alestar then came back to his senses and noticed that he had stopped and just stood in the middle of the street. This prompted people to look and point at him, wondering what he was doing just standing in the middle of the street. 'Bleep. Bleep." was the sound of the horn and signaled to Alestar the arrival of an oncoming truck. Alestar looked at the oncoming truck, no fear shown on his face. He then looked up towards the window of a nearby building. For the brief moment before the bright lights of the truck washed over his body, Alestar's eyes seemed to flash. The truck moved over the spot where he was and the voice's of people who were watching could be heard wailing and screaming. 'Did he get hit?' 'What happened to him?' Alestar was now seen walking on the other side of the street heading towards a nearby alley. There is another presence I feel as well. It doesn't feel evil at all like the other ones. I must check it out. Alestar then walked into the alley and seemed to disappear with a flash of bright light.

[Lady_Killer]

Abbas Exited the Library, after catching up on some mortal knowledge, when he noticed Zechs, One of the higher angles of heaven, and Lysen, a Hellish Noble, along with 2 of his lackies. Abbas walked over to them.

"Zechs, Do you need some help from an old timer." As he said that, His body became firm and feirce, his Lance appearing in his hand. The 2 lower Deamons Recoiled at the sigh of the Tranformation.

[thecross]

Pemduss walked away towards a human and thought, "Can't business be fun?" He punched the human down, "Hello, rat." The human looked at him horrified, "W-What do you w-want?" Pemduss repled evil, "Your blood, hahaha!" He drunk his blood, "Now i have more energy to go on." Pemduss got up and walked into a store with his human form.

 

The clerk said, "How may I help you?" Pemduss looks at him and says, "Blood." The clerk looks at him and then he realizes it was a joke, "Ha, you really got me there." Pemduss looked at him not amused, "No, I want blood!" Pemduss took the clerk and cracked his neck. Any witness died too and was carried into the warehouse.

[Hydra of Ages]

Lysen glanced around at the chaos as various Angels and Demons decided to reveal themselves. He took a step back, chuckling a little as smoke emitted from his mouth.

"Right... right, about that." he muttered, rubbing his head a little and adjusting his sun glasses.

"About that." he glanced around. "I think you have enough help to handle this on your own, don't you, Azera?" he chuckled a little, and glanced at the digital watch on his arm, and the three analog watches on the opposite arm.

 

"It's just about time for me to take it easy, anyway." he said jovially, taking a step back from the action. He glanced over at the main Angel that seemed to be opposing them, and waved a hand a little.

 

"Hey, Zechs right?" he said with a smile. "Any chance we could resolve this without fighting? After all, you know, win or lose, it would be a relatively small win in the grand scheme of it, right? No, it wouldn't make any difference at all. So why battle fighting when nothing's at stake?" he reasoned.

[namelessk]

Alestar appeared walking down another street far away from the one he had been walking on before. The presence he had felt not too far from him was getting stronger, signifying that he was close. It seemed that another presence had joined, this one with the same aura that the first had. The other two he could feel had evil auras. One of the two had an aura which was in between. Alestar couldn't put his finger on it. It seems help has arrived. I guess I am not needed, but I shall still check up on the situation. Alestar walked a little faster. His head was still pointed at the ground and he walked with his hands in his coat pockets. "I've got to hurry up and get there." he mumbled to himself.