#d. bleedingwings

[hayliel]

closed starter for @xastarothx , @bleedingwings , @sincreator location: hayliel's villa note: hayliel said let's get down to business ourselves

Hayliel hadn't wanted to come back to Rome. It felt like a better idea if he just stayed in Disney. Forever. Yavie and him could just travel the world and never come back. That was easier said than done though. They both had friends here, people they cared for that weren't each other that they didn't particularly want to die. The fallen wondered what the rest of them were even up to right now. He could remember Echion saying something about him and his brothers handling some business, but him and his siblings had shit to do, too. That was why he had decided to gather them all together and see what their plan was. "We are gathered here today..." He paused. "No, that's not how they start it, is it?" A hand went to scratch his head, right below the Mickey ears. "Whatever. On the agenda for today, this is no mere hang out session with my besties. This is a...plan for war session."

[hayliel]

closed starter for @bleedingwings​ location: hayliel’s office at hell’s bells note: dontstopmenow.mp3

It was always interesting to him that Sariel occupied her time with. Hayliel was more interested than ever in whatever the hell she chose to do with her life. Private investigating had to be more entertaining than it sounded. Maybe he could do it, too. He turned to face her as he swiveled around in his office chair. Thankfully, she had come to him first. “I’m curious. What was your reasoning for the whole PI thing?” Then he continued. “Second question, what’s the update with Uriel?”

[pelcrus]

closed starter for @bleedingwings​ loation: sariel’s pi office note: what is this contraption?

There weren’t many that could have existed past Pelorus’ slumber that he could consider a friend of his. Sariel was worthy of his attention though. A job sounded absolutely preposterous to him though. He had been ruler, worshipped by the people of Thebes and here the seraphim had him in some office dealing with things that were beneath him. The spartoi felt these things were beneath him at least. It was something to do though as he awaited a plan. Cthonius had always been best at it, but he was a leader and that meant that he could find himself accepting the fact that there were things he was better off not planning. If they were to go into war again, he was sure it would be better suited for Hyperenor to handle. Although he was sure Udaeus would say he was a better option for such a thing. Regardless of who handled it, he knew he would follow his siblings into any war. It didn’t matter to him how uninterested he could be, they meant more to him than most anybody else. That was the thought that circulated through his head as he slapped the box that was in front of him. This was a new thing for him to even gaze upon and he did not like it one bit. “Sariel. I know you desperately wished to see me struggle, but you shall not see me working in any capacity if these appliances do not work.” He wouldn’t be working at all really, but he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of saying he quit.

[counthakan]

closed starter for @bleedingwings​ location: hakan’s castle

Throughout his very long life, Hakan had met many a creature. As had probably been mentioned to others before, he only had four he cared for in any sort of capacity. One was a new addition, but he had grown attached to a degree. After all, the other man was his progeny. He hoped to make this one better than the last. It was awfully exhausting to have to get rid of people that got too attached to him. The Pluto vampire was reluctant to keep in touch for fear that the other was going to be just that. He would give that progeny of his the benefit of the doubt for now as the other was the least of his concerns at the moment. Right now, he was more focused on the seraphim that was trying to break into his castle. Through the silence that encapsulated the massive place, he could hear most anything that happened within it. As he came upon the fallen, a finger rose to wave at the room they were within. “You know...I can hear everything that happens in here. Your sneaking is not warranted nor do I like when you do it.”

[xremusx]

closed starter for @bleedingwings

A seraphim, huh? That Halloween party sure had brought out all eternal beings. That was the least of his concerns though. He was here for a reason. “Sabrina? Or whatever your name actually is. That you?” He eyed her, the ethereal aura still somewhat radiating off of her. He understood what it meant to hide your identity. There were always people that were going to be after him, or these fallen seraphim. There was nothing about her that made him think she wasn’t worth his time. “You are a private investigator, right?”