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[silverwingborn-moved]

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To say the Nephilim was taken aback by the sight of a fallen angel in Hell would be an understatement. It’s not like they’re a dime-a-dozen down here. Silver’s felt the rush of adrenaline seize upon her entire being, that knee-jerk reaction to pick fight or flight. And yet, morbid curiosity persisted. How and why has this fallen angel ended up here?

Silver’s eyes narrowed with conflicting emotions. It’s not exactly kosher to go up to a stranger demanding their life story, but this was Hell. She’d had her own fair share of vexatious encounters with sinners prying about the “new birdie on the block”. Sighing heavily, Silver decided to approach indirectly, forcing her wings to remain retracted despite the anxious desire to simply book it out of there. They were both in a public grocer so it’s not like the citizens aren’t in close proximity. Besides, there were products on the upper shelf she needed that just so happen to be next to this fallen angel.

[xluciifer]

|| // @empyreanwings

All angels of high and low status had purpose and a position to uphold. They lived blissfully ignorant under the protection of Him and His sayings. When created, your name had value and made you who you were - but the meaning of the title was never disclosed; never important to know. Why question God's authority? His word was law and law alone. Samael found it ... odd, but said nothing upon it once Michael was gifted an army of angels from the selected few groups of youthful newcomers into Heaven.

God had told Samael that there was a purpose to needing an army of angelics, and it was to fight the evil that was to come. Whatever evil He mentioned was never further detailed nor explained. At this point, silently, he had ... his doubts and worries. But before he could settle in more on the uncertainties, a young soldier from his twin brother's clad of angels greeted him. He shook off the sparing thoughts and gave his usual smile.

⸺ ❝ Brother Michael is really putting you to work, huh, Sister Lute? You might just be one of his favorites. ❞

[thehazbins]

Starter for @empyreanwings from Lilith!

Lilith had left heaven after hearing that Lute was now in charge, at her request. It seemed the options were leave for good, or leave and betray her own daughter. Something Lilith was not keen on doing. However she hadn't really given much of an answer when she'd left. She's simply stood up and willed herself home. The smoke that engulfed her bringing her home and away from the angel. However, she was surprised to run into the angel again so soon.

"And what can I help you with now, Lute?" Her name was said in a similar tone to when Lute had addressed Lilith on the beach. A lack of fear and general distaste left it feeling somewhat spat rather than spoken. The demonic queen subtly let her more demonic looking features shine through. Her horns creeping up through her hair and a tail flicking behind her in annoyance. Neither were entirely intentional. She didn't reign them in like usual but they tended to pop up when she was annoyed and she often found herself more demonic looking than anything else when she was angry. When the anger hit it was hard to control the way her appearance shifted.

[sixwingedmercy]

The seraphim carefully landed next to her exterminator counterpart, folding her three sets of wings gently against her back. "Lute?" She spoke gently, trying not to startle her as she made her ways towards the woman. "How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while."

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[jabbers-wild-world]

@empyreanwings | for Emily!

Well, this was certainly an unexpected occurrence. Ears twitching ever so slightly, perking forward in his curiosity, Alastor was quick to set himself before this rather unusual guest.

“Well now! I can’t say I would have expected someone like yourself to grace these halls. To what do humble sinners like us owe this honor?” This was an exceptional opportunity, to be sure. Something perhaps he could manipulate to his advantage. Perhaps. If he played things well enough.

[originemesis]

@empyreanwings is perceiving- xxx

Emily VC: "Oh wow you really.... fill it out well... (: "

Aggressively pulling the skirt down more now.

"Don't you have like seraphim pre-school or something to get to? LIKE FUCK-"

[velvetwarfare]

“ — Wait, “

A clawed hand shot out to grasp onto Lute’s arm, pulling the other back before monochrome wings could take flight,

“ You uh…You do not need to go, you know that, da? You could stay here for a bit longer — not like as in redemption or anything because you ARE already an angel, I mean like…crash in my room again? I do not know, make up a schedule between Heaven and Hell! Daytime heavenly hours or some shit, nighttime hell hours and we can go out and grab a few drinks and watch the red moon?

You…You are staying for that, right? The red moon? “

Long ears begin to flatten, a rare expression of hurt beginning to expose itself on normally cocky features.

“ The red moon is special to me. I used to see it all the time when I was on the surface — now, it is some weird fucking pentagram moon thing here, but…the skies are supposed to be REALLY clear tonight, so it should be easier to see all of it… “

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Some of our Doujin Group stuff I drew. Empyrean Wings