SashaWindrider

Exodus

"I like him." Azurael said happily. In fact she decided that while morbid, he did have a particular charm.

Azurael nodded at Sephiroth. "I think we should. An outing ought to do some good." She also really wanted to see Grim raise the dead.
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Damien showed his face properly once more when Chrissa left. "You are mean." He told Anuriel and threw a fake punch at her.

"Think you can best me, huh?" Anuriel asked grinning, letting sparks dance on her fingertips.

Damien kinetically grabbed the nearest object and threw it at Anuriel's face.

Anuriel caught the bread roll, toasted it two seconds face and hurled it at Damien's face. The bread roll broke apart on impact scattering itself all over Damien.

Damien looked horrified and Anuriel adopted an expression of mock innocence.

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"Ah. That's what you meant with the flowers. Probably explains why she is good at arranging food nicely - already had practise with flowers." Anuriel said.

Damien shook the hand. He looked at the Angel with the similar purple colouring to his own. "I am Damien Abraxon. Communications and Signals operator. I taught Azurael the ropes of my work." Damien said this.

He looked at Ma'ai. "Have you met Azurael? She's the Angel wearing Demon armour." Damien fell silent again.

Anuriel looked quizzicly at Damien, a small smirk not very well hidden. "I wonder what has gotten into you today."

Damien blushed furiously and bowed his head, his hair falling forward as intended so he could hide his face.

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Anuriel shook the offered hand. "My name is Anuriel Nephrim, you may call me Anuriel." Anuriel said smiling. She liked this well mannered Angel - not nearly enough to let him into the kitchen though. "You have picked a good friend with Chrissa. I assume you two are friends? Given that you both know each other."

"Chrissa is a brilliant cook, if you must know" Anuriel said proudly.

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Anuriel sat down happily beside Damien and Ma'ai. She eagerly watched Chrissa and Ma'ai conversing, with Damien still maintaining his uncharacteristic silence. Damien was staring intently at Chrissa, mostly unaware of what he was doing.

Anuriel looked back at Chrissa. "Of course you can. It's nice to see people who know each other from before the Exodus."

Anuriel also wanted to find out why the flowers were so important. She could wait, and she would. Anuriel would probably find out when the two started chatting.
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Azurael's eyes brightened. "Can I watch you summon the Dead? Please Grim? Please?" Azurael had never seen the dead summoned.

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*Can't really make negative one characters now, can we?* The Harbinger of Sorrow muses.

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"Hello Grim." Azurael said brightly. "We might need your help. Not death related though."

Azurael made sure to say the last part of the statement, not entirely trusting Grim's sense of humor - it tended to be morbid she had noted, not surprising given his job though.

"We are looking for a work crew to salvage the Exodus, the humans are getting to close and we need what we can get inside the pocket dimension."
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Anuriel noticed Chrissa's sudden shyness. She also noticed Damien's sudden lack of words - she wasn't sure if this was for the same reasons. She knew Chrissa was shy around new people (but a very talented cook Anuriel admitted to herself). Damien just seemed quite taken by the cook.

Anuriel elbowed Damien after a continued silence, the poor boy seemed at a total loss for words. Anuriel with much effort managed to keep her face straight instead of grinning like the Cheshire cat. "I think a small selection of fruit will do Chrissa. Thank-you, and you are doing a very excellent job."

Anuriel had considered making Chrissa her apprentice, perhaps one of these days she would offer. The girl certainly deserved it.

Both Damien and Anuriel saw the newcomer, Ma'ai Thos approaching. Anuriel offered for him to sit at thier table with them if he wished.

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"I concur with Sephiroth. You have done angel kind a great service, and not only that, demon kind as well given that we are all now together." Azurael said.

Azurael returned her attention to the General. "Perhaps we should salvage the ship ourselves. We could do with much of what is onboard and what the Exodus is made from. With it being a demon ship I believe that decision rests with the demons. It would be wise I think to have the ship even in parts with in the boundary of camp."

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Azurael noted Ma'ai's unease. She had to admit if she had all this thrown at her suddenly, she too would be uneasy.

What truely made Azurael uneasy was the progress the Humans were making towards thier landing site. She knew they could not enter the camp, not unless they had either Angel or Demon blood in them.

"Would blowing up the ship work?" Azurael asked. "As far as I know the demons have a better knowledge base of explosives and some such explosives have been known to eclipse what any Angel magic could hope of doing."

Azurael was worried, Humans were the last thing they needed to tangle with right now.

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Azurael mused, she was now technically the highest ranking angel with the position Sephiroth had assigned her. She could in theory lay claim to the Relics and have her claim be legitimate. She did not want it - she saw the burden Sephiroth bore and what an unstable ruler could do in the form of Sasha. She looked at al'Tvor and realised he was never going to stop calling her Stormy. She didn't mind, after all she did happen to be a weather manipulator.

Azurael enjoyed the current peace, weather it was to be shortlived or longlived, she enjoyed it. She muttered under her breath about Grim, and how if he even came close to destroying the peace just for the sake of his amusement or for a few souls she would personally tear his wings off and shove them down his throat. She didn't know for sure if Grim was listening or not, but she figured his Creepiness probably would be.

Azurael turned her attention to Ma'ai. "If you must know, Sephiroth - or Lord Sephiroth to you, is now the ruler of both Kingdoms. Sasha is no longer a ruler. T'vor is the next highest ranking demon to Sephiroth. I am now the highest ranking Angel." Azurael said, giving a quick run down on the situation. She said it in a quick and brisk manner, in much the same way a soldier would to another.
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After having finished thier game of tug-of-war and neither Damien or the dragons sure who was worse for wear, Anuriel dragged them all along to the mess tent for some food. Anuriel saw Chrissa and called out to her favourite cook "Hello!"