Jealous Angel D

Flames of War

Rosalie found it difficult to be truly interested in the displays that surrounded her. Occasionally she’d find herself amazed – to think that such technology actually existed. However, she was not in possession of enough money to even try and invest in any of the things placed before her. Besides, what good would any of it do? Most of these things would start at the top, and she doubted that only with time that those less fortunate may even dream of possessing such a device. As a child, she would have never dreamt any of this possible.

But she needed to be interested – or at least semi-interested. How else would she mingle and strike up conversations in the months to come. This convention was a large part of keeping in touch with people who she could take advantage of.

“Indeed,” she echoed the man’s comment on the object before them. She glanced at him, shifting her weight upon her feet as he asked his question. It unsettled her that he was one to point out that she was a newcomer. At such a large event, she hadn’t expected to be singled out in such a way. “Yes. The opportunity presented itself and I couldn’t let this event pass me by. You must be a frequent visitor to these sorts of things then, I’d assume. My name's Rosalie, but most call me Rose. And you are?”

Rosalie smiled – but it was that was forced. The man didn’t look like someone she had met before – in fact if she had than he would have said something. But something settled unwell with her, and she didn’t wish to spend too much talking to this stranger. Which caused her to wonder why she felt what she did.

Prophecy

So sorry that it had taken me so long to post something in the IC. Hopefully it is an acceptable first post as well. And once again, sorry for the wait.

Prophecy

A human with the ability to channel magic – magnifying a user’s abilities. Trying to find someone to fit this description had proved to be incredibly difficult. On Aurion it would have been difficult – for the magic was wild and would have been drawn to such a being. However, here on Earth, the task was almost impossible. Magic was present, but in such a small amount. Not to mention the place was littered with humans. For once in her life, Deneva felt like a minority – and she was certain to not shift form. It was best to just blend in as a human.

Her days were spent watching people, waiting to see if any of these small humans lived up to a higher potential. But she had also grown to love this world – which seemed so quiet and reserved without the chaos of magic. So when she spotted a group of ogres, dressed up to look more human, she began to follow them. There were only a few reasons that so many would be gathered together – and she assumed that they were looking for a meal of human flesh.

So she had watched as they ambushed a human male. The fight hadn’t been a pretty one – for the ogres had the advantages of strength and number. But yet the fight hadn’t been normal. The magic the ogres natural used to fight seemed to be acting strangely. Perhaps luck was on her side afterwards – and perhaps she had finally found the one that her people prophesied about.

All this led to the situation she was in now with the human male lying on her couch unconscious. If it was true that he was the chosen one… his life would surely never be the same again.

Flames of War

It probably would have been too self righteous to claim that she was a modern day Robin Hood. After all, as child she hadn't distiquished between the rich and poor. She had done what she could to help her family. And now it was only convient to take from the rich. Often times they wouldn't know what had happened to them - too busy to notice that a braclet or a wallet was missing.

But her ways had led her to where she was today. She had made a life for herself or happiness and riches. But she would not be able to maintain her lifestle if she didn't have constant income. Which is exactly why she had popped up at tjis convention. All the new technology gadgets were out and the rich mingled here and there as business plolitics ran abundant.

She had already made a few moves, gracefully lifting a few items here and there. So now was a time to relax and blend in with the crowd.

Twist of Fate

She contemplated the future and what actions she could take. She couldn't just start interrogating the man about vampires. That would be too suspicuous. Perhaps she could ask about his family - as he haf claimed that hunting was a tradition.

Lifting her gaze she noticed that she had begun to lag behind. "So you really live close by then," she stated as she caught up to him. He seemed wary - but she could understand why. Were they alone? Or was it possible that someone was keeping tabs on her. Her eyes scanned the shadows and the rooftop. Something caught her eye, but she tried to brush it off. Her head had been slammed against a wall, so maybe it was just her mind playing tricks.

"I hope I'm not ruining any of your evening plans to stop and help me."

Flames of War

I shall. Got called into work early so I'll try to get something together during my break or after I get home.

Edit: Managed to put something together. Hopefully it's an acceptable first post.

Prophecy

I can post first if you give me a bit more time. I was called into work early so I haven't quite had time to put something together. Or you can post first if you wish to.

Flames of War

Looks good. Shall we jump into the IC then?

Prophecy

Great profile. Shall we jump into the IC or is there anything else we need to discuss?

Flames of War

Flames of War
[For Pathas and Jealous Angel D]

For an eternity, they have been enemies. Trying to stay one step ahead of the other, unraveling whatever deeds the other has done.

She was the leader of the Seraphim, standing just under God. She controlled the armies of Heaven and led the war against Hell.

He was the head demon, standing just under the Devil. He controlled the armies of Hell and led the war against Heaven.

Both with the goal to, not only, win the war, but to permanently destroy the other. During the last great battle, with sky and earth engulfed by flames, the two leaders engaged in combat. Overpowered by the strength and cunning of the demon, the angel sacrificed her own life in order to destroy the demon. At the loss of their leaders, both armies withdrew, retreating to their domains. It was only then that humans were able to flourish upon the planet’s surface.

Now, many long years later, the two leaders have been reincarnated as humans. Growing up miles apart, the two live unaware of each other. The demon is an heir to fame and fortune and has never had to really work for anything. The angel now lives a life of luxury built by thievery. And now fate is about to bring them together. At a conference they happen to meet, their personalities instantly clashing. But there is a spark there – a sense of knowing the other that draw them together. However, the war between Heaven and Hell is not over. And while they may not recall who they once were, they often dream of their past. And very soon, their former powers and abilities will return to them. It is then that they will need to take up arms once more and lead their armies into battle.

But what happens if hate turns to love and this former demon and former angel begin to fall for each other?

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The Angel Raphaella
Rosalie “Rose” Hargreaves