*The sound of feathers could be heard in the Heavenly Archive that night, why was someone there so late?.. Cassiel held a lantern while moving through the halls, looking for something.. any book that could help, but.. he bumped into a bookshelf and fell, some books falling onto him, hurting.. If he could, he would have yelped..*
[ - @mourning-starlight ]
A VERY disgruntled and exhausted Zadkiel pads out, grumbling and muttering about the noise and the light.
"Who is there? I heard you and I can see your light. Make yourself known."
His wings spread out, making a wall of feathery light as he makes his way forwards. It's a habit he picked up when dealing with stray virtues wandering into his Archive, using his wings to give himself a sweeping area to feel a trespasser.
[PT: *The sound of feathers could be heard in the Heavenly Archive that night, why was someone there so late?.. Cassiel held a lantern while moving through the halls, looking for something.. any book that could help, but.. he bumped into a bookshelf and fell, some books falling onto him, hurting.. If he could, he would have yelped..*
"Who is there? I heard you and I can see your light. Make yourself known.". End PT]