#queseraseraphim

[queen-of-prophecy]

@queseraseraphim

The "peace talks" in Vine's opinion, were a misnomer. They were if anything "stalemate talks" as each side of Heaven and Hell quarreled over the conditions of peace accords set down to prevent violence inevitably led to renewing the old contract and being done with it. Lucifer had been heading the peace talks.

But this year he didn't want to go. Paimon, his loyal advisor, had been unable to represent him. Thus one last royal of high standing was sent to represent Hell.

Vine disliked the sterile whiteness of Heaven's decor. Even as she was teleported in, gown trailing along the floor and her many hands floating behind, she found that for all the millennia that had passed, Heaven had yet to adopt any taste.

Ah well. She was here to pluck some feathers, not to criticize the decorating.

Vine certainly got a lot of looks. Lucifer and Paimon always held a degree of decorum and restraint, but Vine sauntered boldly up the street, outpacing her guide who struggled to keep up with her long legs. And when she arrived at the Hall of Divine Intervention-

".....ho ho-" She chuckled as the room stopped to look at her. "-well don't we look surprised?"

Ah yes! She was supposed to tell them she was replacing the King in this matter. But so much more fun to come in as a surprise, no?

[dick-meister]

A golden parchment was hanging on his door, held up by one pure silvery feather, the curvaceous writing the giveaway of the Seraphim herself.

"Dear Adam,

"I have heard that you've befallen a rather terrible curse, and I would very much beseech you, even in your exhaustion, to come and see me if you are able to do so. It is a conversation that is ....centuries overdue, and I would like to offer a piece of mind if I am able to do so.

- Sera

He had come back home from a walk, yea… a walk. Nothing else… don’t mind the inkling of scratches, bumps and cuts on him. When he approached his door and found the letter with the silver letter his stomach could have fell to his feet knowing who it was from but right now? There was hardly any emotion to be felt.

Walking inside, he inspected the parchment and scanned it over and over, putting pieces into place, words together. She should know by now he cannot read cursive but he was too tired to be angry by it.

Words like “Befallen” and “Curse” catch his eyes and he could only assume they’ve finally decided to get rid of his ass. Ugh, maybe falling would get rid of whatever was going on with him.

“Might as well throw on my good robe.” He went into his closet and next he would appear in the same exact robes as he had entered with before making his way to Sera’s office and once entering, he staggers a little before dropping to his knees with half open eyes that dared to close.

“Alright, make this quick, I don’t wanna be in here any longer than you want me in here.” The way he rests on his knees and leans back showed just how little he could really take such a punishment seriously. It was almost expectant of him to fall over however, he had enough respect for the Seraph to stay erect. Ha.

[damnablesouls]

" High Seraphim... " She wanted to pull away from the hand that was placed on her shoulder. Vaggie hadn't spoken with an angel in authority sense that time in the courtroom not including Emily and this was the High Seraphim speaking to her no less. " I...thanks Your Highness.. " The whole situation was awkward and Vaggie wanted it to end quickly.

@queseraseraphim continued

[dick-meister]

@queseraseraphim Continued.

It’s always good to see a familiar face, even if it has been eight hundred years. Now since he’s seeing the Angels again he’s understanding now that his time on Earth would soon be over. Of course he walks to where she was sitting, a stone bench. He sits and peeks at the scrolls she reads but its script is foreign to him, unreadable.

He grins, his hands fold atop his knees “Came a long way from Eden.” He chuckled. “How is Heaven? How are you?”

[warriorxfthemind]

|| Continued ~ @queseraseraphim ||

It was refreshing to meet an angel whom respected the Old Gods as much as they respected the powers of Heaven and Hell. Each of them had their duties - their divine callings; all had a responsibility to do their part.

Thus, why Athena was before the Seraphim today. "You will be pleased to know that there is no trouble being brought to your doorstep. However, I do have one request, if I may?" Folding her hands behind her, a stance of a true warrior at attention. "Not long ago, there was a war between the Heavens and Hell. Now, normally I wouldn't be involved in either realm. They aren't my domain and quite frankly, the mortal souls within both do not interest me. There are a select few that do though. To my knowledge, Hell and the Realm of Death have seen the birth of new life in a time of war. With a truce made between Heaven and Hell, there is room for growth, true peace. Although, if the younger generation is influenced by the old, there will be little to no change for the future.

They must be taught the ways of dealing with those of aggression in a way that would defuse a situation. Taught that violence is not always the answer and should war come to their doorstep, how to think with reason, not prejudice. "

A faint smile curved upon the Goddess's lips. "I wish to ask, is there a young angel within the Heavens you believe would be fitting for such a task? No younger than at the age of ten, preferably. Those chosen to be tutored by me will be marked as Paragons for their realm. I wish for nothing but peace among the realms, if it is possible. Children learning from a neutral party seems like a wise choice..but if you do not see it that way, then I shall respectfully take a step back."

[alteregozowie]

"Sounds like someone must be bored in heaven to be wanting to spy on the goings on in Hell."

[originemesis]

@queseraseraphim

"I am NOT coming in until you get to the one HR complaint out of the sixty I filed yesterday about there being absolutely NO Nickelback in the break room! That's me being completely reasonable, by the way." Since he spends 90% of his day in there-