Liam Matthews
Location: the Church
Interacting With: A lot of people
Interacting With: A lot of people
Taking a seat over near the altar, Liam tried his best to take a few moments break. With everyone around, talking and trying to help the wounded in the church, he felt like he should've been able to do more, if he was really some kind of godly prophet, surely he should have had some way to help more than he was. Alas, with Sariel as hurt as she was, the terror in the reality of the situation was getting to him. Resting back against the altar itself, he took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself calm.
Liam didn't know exactly what would happen when Sariel died, he just knew this was all too much for him, he just wanted it all to be over, to go back to his little apartment in New York, be with his cat and if possible, never go outside to see anyone again. That was his plan when this all blew over anyway, crawl up in bed and not come out for as long as he could.
Darren Andrews
Glancing over to Jade as she kept looking around, Darren bit his lip. He'd seen this before, the last time he had dealt with a Crossroads demon, he'd tried to save the person who'd made the deal from hellhounds, not that it had worked. This time though, he had hope, enough hope anyway. Sighing, he looked back out the front of the car as he saw the fire start up, putting the foot down on the break, he brought the car to a halt as he saw the girl emerge, raising an eyebrow, that was certainly new, and probably not remotely a good sign. "We stay alive until we've got a chance to kill a reaper, i'll try and distract it when it's around, you use the blade, deal?"
Darren couldn't help but question his own idea, the whole thought of 'distracting' a reaper for the purpose of killing it was, well, in his mind, suicidal, but he didn't care at that point, it was the end of the world, basically, and hell, he was fucked in the long run anyway. He sighed as he glanced over at Jade, then to the flames and the girl who had emerged from them, grabbing his gun from the back of the car.
Javier Crypt
Location: The Church -> The Streets
Interacting With: A lot of people
Interacting With: A lot of people
Glancing over to the newcomers as Javier heard Trevor speak, he gave a solemn bow of his head, but didn't say much more. For as long as he'd lived, Javier had seen plenty of death, however, when it didn't really apply to you, it was hard to wrap your head around the whole thing, or feel much sympathy when it did. Of course he wasn't numb to it, but death simply had no ramifications in his mind, particularly when it came to a person he did not know, hell, to him there was a kind of wonder about it, he might've quite liked to die one day, though the chances were of course, slim.
Watching Belladonna as she approached, he gave her a nod, kissing her cheek. "OF course, my dearest." Clearing his throat, he leaned down, picking up the angel once Belladonna had cast her spell, being as gentle as possible as he began to carry her toward the exit of the church "My my, you're certainly lighter than some of the other angels i've met." He chuckled heartily.