at the right hand of God

Sáncte Míchael Archángele, defénde nos in proélio, cóntra nequítiam et insídias diáboli ésto præsídium. Ímperet ílli Déus, súpplices deprecámur: tuque, prínceps milítiæ cæléstis, Sátanam aliósque spíritus malígnos, qui ad perditiónem animárum pervagántur in múndo, divína virtúte, in inférnum detrúde. Ámen. An RP log for the Archangel Michael. Mainly Good Omens Hellstream, but open to all comers. body, a, a:hover {cursor: url(http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e180/g1r9c9s3/Mikeycursor.png), progress;}

[swordandscales]

If you had a car, what kind and colour would it be?

I do not understand the relevance of this question. I do not have the knowledge of how to operate such vehicles.

[swordandscales]

((Is any particular reason that you're removing most of the ways that Michael's changed and grown since this account started?))

((Because for the most part they are changes and growths that serve him no seeable purpose now. His relationships are defunct, which is depressing for him and makes him feel faulty, and the links are a source of discomfort for the mun. It's better that they be written out, so that he can have a fresh start as the character that he was originally plotted to be.

No guarantee that it'll actually be implemented, as Raphael would have to agree in-story for it to happen, though.))

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

He raised and eyebrows and leaned a bit back…

"Mh. Well, this is not an explanation. Nor an answer to my question. Dodging my question actually makes it a lot less likely that I would actually  do what you ask. So… I ask again: Why do you want to erase certain memories? And… which ones, of course, too”

The thing about his position was, that he could actually decide these things… that was in his power, too. And currently? He did not see even one reason to delete anyone’s memory…

[swordandscales]

Michael shuffled, actually cowed somewhat. Now that it actually came time to ask for it to be done, the pressure was more uncomfortable than he had expected.

"I wish for all memories of past personal relationships to be removed. Those of a... romantic nature."

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

[swordandscales]

"Ah. Yes."

Michael nodded and stared at his dusty feet (which, thankfully, would go unnoticed on the grassy-looking floor). He had been pondering and practicing what he wanted to ask for over the past… however long it had been. Weeks? Months? But somehow now it stuck in his throat. Slowly, then.

"I… would like you to reset my memory."

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

"Ah… I see" - Raphael was still smiling, then tilted his head and looked at the ceiling for a few moments…

Then he sighed. And shrugged.

"It… is a possibility. That is to say: It is in my power. But not something I am actually considering. It certainly indicates a health issue. Even if not a physical one. So… please, do explain why…"

[swordandscales]

"Only certain memories would need to be erased," said Michael doggedly, looking a bit apprehensive. "I don't wish to lose everything, of course. The practical knowledge should remain-- the training required to replace it would be far too time-intensive. Possibly impossible."

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

[swordandscales]

"Thank you," said Michael, a bit surprised. He’d expected something a little more dressed-up and— well, physician-like. The room resembled more closely the wilderness he had just left than the offices of your typical angel, and although it didn’t bother him as such, it certainly did confound him.

Nevertheless, he took a seat in the armchair, the closest to him, and fluffed out his wings to try and make them look more presentable.

"I see there have been some changes since I last entered these chambers? It is…" He struggled for a word and finally lamely offered, "Quite natural."

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

After he had taken a seat, Raphael took the chair and sat straight, smiling.

"It was a suggestion by troubled angels. They felt better in different surroundings. Heaven is… a bit monotonous sometimes. They felt like it’s easier to talk like that" - at least these were reviews he had gotten later on.

"If you like it more distinctly white and clean, the lower floor even smells of disinfectant" - he smiled a bit crookedly.

"… I don’t think it necessary to go in the operation-hall. You may be in need of a grooming but from all I can see, you are otherwise in good shape… but yes… you told me you wanted my help? You did not specify…"

… and he had taken ages to actually come here… mrh.

[swordandscales]

"Ah. Yes."

Michael nodded and stared at his dusty feet (which, thankfully, would go unnoticed on the grassy-looking floor). He had been pondering and practicing what he wanted to ask for over the past... however long it had been. Weeks? Months? But somehow now it stuck in his throat. Slowly, then.

"I... would like you to reset my memory."

[raphscookingscribbles]

Can you draw Michael as a fish too?

Siamese fighting fish.

He’s god’s fighter. He’s the angel of fire - so red is quite fine… I… yeah, I guess it’s rather nice. Also rather beautiful.

… eh. There you go, my Michael-fish-choice.

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

#myself #hmm

Mmmh? What is it?

[swordandscales]

I had never considered a… piscine form for myself before.

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

Mh, neither did I. But if I get a request, I do my best… it’s a ferocious fighter and very elegant at that. Also: It’s fire-red. I figured it would not be a bad choice?

[swordandscales]

It does seem appropriate... Thank you. I'm pleased with it.

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

"To you? Of course I am. There is barely anything more important. Please, do come in… have a seat!" - he opened the door wider and indicated a little group of comfortable-looking pieces of furniture: armchair, sofa and a lesser cushioned chair. All in a room painted like a jungle. And some plants to make it slightly more believable. Floor also more nature-like than anything…

It had been a suggestion right after he had been created (green calms), and by now, everyone was used to it. It was a green room to talk.

"I believe you had an interesting journey over the last month…" - he had a feeling offering tea would be counter productive.

"… welcome back!"

[swordandscales]

"Thank you," said Michael, a bit surprised. He'd expected something a little more dressed-up and-- well, physician-like. The room resembled more closely the wilderness he had just left than the offices of your typical angel, and although it didn't bother him as such, it certainly did confound him.

Nevertheless, he took a seat in the armchair, the closest to him, and fluffed out his wings to try and make them look more presentable.

"I see there have been some changes since I last entered these chambers? It is..." He struggled for a word and finally lamely offered, "Quite natural."

[raphscookingscribbles]

Can you draw Michael as a fish too?

Siamese fighting fish.

He’s god’s fighter. He’s the angel of fire - so red is quite fine… I… yeah, I guess it’s rather nice. Also rather beautiful.

… eh. There you go, my Michael-fish-choice.

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

#myself #hmm

Mmmh? What is it?

[swordandscales]

I had never considered a... piscine form for myself before.

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

Just outside the door of Raphael’s offices, Michael shuffled his sandals and fluffed his wings to settle the feathers in an uncharacteristic display of discomfort. He hadn’t been to visit the other archangel, or indeed any of his fellow angels, in quite a stretch of time… he hadn’t realized how long. His explorations in the wilds of Earth had left him unkempt and more than a little scrappy-looking, and for the first time he felt a sting to his dignity.

Surely it could be forgiven. He knocked.

[earth-and-mankinds-healer]

Raphael actually was in office for the time being, just preparing to leave, going through the lists, the informations he still had and give final orders for the next hours to his replacements for the day and then send some final messages so he could finally leave for today’s trip.

Until it… knocked.

Ah. Well. Plans are overboard, then. And his traveller’s clothes changed back to a healer’s. He opened the door to his office and smiled the same gentle smile he gave everyone - and readjusted his line of vision. His visitor was tall and…

"… Michael?!" - one eyebrow raised and sounding a little suspiciously doubtful, Raphael tried to fit together the stories he heard about the right hand of god, the legend and descriptions, the aura that surrounded him, the medical file and… this dishevelled figure.

It wasn’t easy.

[swordandscales]

"Correct," said Michael stiffly, picking up on the doubt. He had expected a reaction along those lines-- he knew very well he was a mess, he had seen his reflection in the many unfortunately reflective surfaces to be found along the way, and he had always been the perfectly turned out one. It didn't mean it was enjoyable. "Are you available at the moment? I'm here to make good on my request."

[raphscookingscribbles]

Can you draw Michael as a fish too?

Siamese fighting fish.

He’s god’s fighter. He’s the angel of fire - so red is quite fine… I… yeah, I guess it’s rather nice. Also rather beautiful.

… eh. There you go, my Michael-fish-choice.

[swordandscales]

Raphael: Appointment

Just outside the door of Raphael's offices, Michael shuffled his sandals and fluffed his wings to settle the feathers in an uncharacteristic display of discomfort. He hadn't been to visit the other archangel, or indeed any of his fellow angels, in quite a stretch of time... he hadn't realized how long. His explorations in the wilds of Earth had left him unkempt and more than a little scrappy-looking, and for the first time he felt a sting to his dignity.

Surely it could be forgiven. He knocked.

[theblackpearlscaptain-arc-blog]

I just really want enemies and other muses who really hate my character so much that they actually try to kill them.

[clc-defunct]

SO THIS IS ANCIENT AND NEEDS AN UPDATE...

If I can have everyone in Crossroads London responding to this post, that would be fantastic!  Please reply with who you are (with a link to your personal blog or another way to contact you, please) and who you play along with supplying me with links to those blogs so I can update this list and make it not so…. Old, outdated, and unmanageable.

If you feel more comfortable, send a fanmail to this account.  Otherwise reblog your reply.

Let’s get this trainwreck sorted out.  Thanks so much guys!

-Mod C

[swordandscales]

I would be honoured. Please come by any time.

Thank you, Raphael.

[swordandscales]

I would be honoured to be a consultant, even if I am far less experienced and I *should* be consulting you. My door is always open. The heavenly office is a bit away from the main rural area of heaven, off to the east. I am always available to my fellow angels. - Raphael

My thanks to you. It is rather a... possibly medical question in nature, so I thought I would come to you.

[swordandscales]

Or there is especially a place for one such as you among us. Because you are an angel how they are supposed to be. At least I assume so from what I heard. Greyfaces are rather strange beings, after all. I also would like to remind you to your check-up. Please be around? - Raphael

... yes. I can be. I would actually like to consult you about a few matters, if possible...

[swordandscales]

Michael, I'd like you to know that Mother has not replied to any of us in a while. She most likely prefers to watch... And it's not like She ever gave useful answers before. Please do not listen to the Greyfaces. You are still very welcome here! We miss interacting with you...

There is no place amongst you for one such as me these days, I fear.