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In all his millennia of life, Sandalphon had never sprained an ankle before. In an act of hubris the archangel was making his way down a set of stairs in a hurry, only to slip and fall with his left ankle as collateral.

Granted, under normal circumstances, he would've just started flying... but if only he were so lucky.

To add insult to injury, it was broad daylight. In the middle of Merchant Town. Where people would've seen his poor display of dexterity— it couldn't be any more evident from his flushed, frustrated expression that he was embarrassed beyond belief. His only saving grace was that his aching ankle would straighten itself out quicker than it would for any mortal.

"Tch..."

Doesn't mean it didn't hurt though.

@hypnoticallycaucasian

[edenexile]

Things not making a lick of sense, while certainly frustrating, was not unusual. At least not to Sandalphon in the millennia he'd spent conscious and lucid in the Astrals' backyard. The only real pressing matter as far as he was concerned was how he was powerless and weakened— arguably in a worse state than when he was imprisoned in Pandemonium.

Not that he was particularly vexed about being a couple of steps closer to mortal beings, no; he just didn't quite like the implication that something out there could strip his powers away so easily.

And so he finds himself here. Sitting on a bench in the middle of Central District restlessly tapping his foot on the ground. His gaze follows the myriad passersby that shuffle past him, none of whom particularly stood out until one in particular caught his attention.

"You," He practically spits out as he stands from his seat. He approaches the stranger with an urgency that felt out of place amidst the isle's easy-going atmosphere. "You look like you know a thing or two about how things work around here. Is there aught you can tell me about that tower?"

He points at the crystal tower right in the center of town.

@mischiefmodig

[edenexile]

Amidst a vibrant sea of half-sober party-goers stands Sandalphon, arms crossed and eyes piercing as he takes in the crowd.

He really wasn't one for human frivolity; if he were to say something unfavorable he'd call all this hub-bub a waste of time, but he wouldn't say that he liked humans any less for their debauchery. For that, too, is one of the ways humans earnestly live out their lives, and he can't help but harbor a teensy bit of admiration for the ingenuity involved in making any of this possible.

Still, he thought his presence here was silly. He came to the eponymous Electra Hearts Club on a whim after all, but he may as well make it worth his while. He heads up the stairs and takes a seat by the bar.

The bartender saunters over to him to take his order, and without giving it much thought, Sandalphon gestures to the man sitting next to him.

"I'll have what he's having."

@gaiathran

[edenexile]

Howdy! Still settling in with Sandy over here but feel free to like this for a starter~

Capping at three!

[aevumisles]

Without prior reserve, I’d like to app Sandalphon from Granblue Fantasy! My app can be found under /app~

You feel stillness and motion pressing upon you from all sides. From this, you are stirred, and spurred by your awakening, you step from the long quiet.

You, SANDALPHON, find yourself standing before the Temporal Tower, in a garden seemingly tucked away from the seasons of time. Still, people flock here beneath the borealis that lights the sky above, here to greet you. A Guardian approaches.

Hello…. Echo. Well don’t look so confused, everything is exactly as it was made to be in preparation for your arrival. I would know. Yada yada yada, we hope you enjoy your stay… don’t break anything.

You receive the following:

A House Key. Emblazoned upon it is: 206, Seaside Province

A Standard Issue Phone. It lights up when it manifests in your hand.

A Glass-like Orb with a Miniature Coffee Plant inside. It can supply enough beans for a well-roasted coffee once per day. The Guardian chatters on about the different strains of co-fee roasts for a solid five minutes before she hands it to you. Evidently she admires from afar.

Welcome to the Aevum Isles.

— Mod Leillis  🌸