Ruit Caelum

<> Demiurge says "We now shift to Aron, Azalea, and Phineas."

<> Demiurge says "Who had just listened to some odd comments from a guardian "Cherub", and were almost at the high golden walls of the mysterious City."

<> Aron grins.

<> Demiurge says "Of course, being angels and having wings - or rings - they can fly right over said walls. :)"

<> Shannen says "We're all going to die."

Aron does, in fact, unfurl his bruise black wings and push into the air. He makes for the walls.

The walls are high, but achievable. They seem largely unguarded, though a couple of - Cherubim? - patrol along them in the distance. On the other side lies Heaven - or something like Heaven.

Aron frowns. "There should be Malakim on the walls."

Several major "landmarks" of Heaven look fairly recognisable. A large Glade, wide Groves, high Council Spires, a tower such as Marc might have, halls like those of Eli or Jean - but smaller, and crammed into the golden City.

Azalea says "Phineas did say he thought something was wrong."

Below, angels and souls can be seen moving through the main thoroughfares, but far fewer than are in Heaven.

Aron nods. "I am inclined to agree. Is this a lost dreamscape, I wonder."

<> Demiurge says "It's as if someone took a "major landmarks of Heaven" selection, jammed them all in together, and filled in the spare spots with gold and ivory."

<> Demiurge says "Try a Per roll, Aron, Azalea, Phineas."

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 3.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, you do notice one major-looking building that you can't immediately think of a building correlating to in Heaven."

Aron frowns. He considers his compass.

The compass might be pointing towards that building - or any other building in a line with it.

Aron nods. "There, I think," he says, pointing to the stray building.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 4 5 CHECK: 6.

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, you don't notice that building as being odd - but then you don't know Heaven as well as Aron."

Aron does angle a bit higher, trying to get a better look at the building before making towards an entrance.

<> Demiurge says "It's some way off, Aron. Across the city."

<> Aron flap flap flap, then :)

The building seems to be mainly one of gold, sparkling on windows and roofs, set in some minor grove or arbour - a largish building, with several angels near the door.

<> Demiurge says "At this moment, Hitherby the Malakite is also circling over "Heaven" and looking for Interesting Places."

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, Aron, Azalea, all make Per rolls, please."

Hitherby looks, in particular, for the proper place to keep chained angels.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 1 1 CHECK: 3.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 2 1 CHECK: 3.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Zebina says "So -that's- where all the blown perception rolls went."

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you notice (a) said golden building below, which doesn't fit with Heaven proper, (b) a Malakim and an Ofanim and a Mercurian who all look strangely familiar, all circling at "cruising altitude"."

<> Demiurge says "Aron and Azalea, you both notice this Malakite also circling at "cruising altitude", who doesn't look quite - to your eyes - right. Though fairly right. Less "wrong" than the Cherub."

Aron says "For a reflection of Heaven, this place is disturbingly impure."

<> Eduardo says "BURN HER. IT'S A WITCH."

<> Demiurge laughs.

<> Aron says "I love you, man."

<> Eduardo says "She's flying so she must weigh less than a duck."

Hitherby dips towards the remaining three.

Aron slows his ascent and waits, albeit warily.

Hitherby comes to a halt beside the others, stormcloud wings beating slowly, the six oath chains placid against her chest. "Thank God," she says. "The cavalry."

Aron raises an eyebrow. "Explain."

Hitherby says, in a rush, utterly forgetting to make introductions, "They have Sephar and Sarah still, I think; I haven't seen Daimon since we got here. The Game was here; they've got some angels, I think, brainwashed by Balseraphim to think they're really in Heaven. At least, that's my current take on things. Sometimes they stage 'escapes'."

<> Demiurge says "Form? What is form to a Kyriotate? :)"

Aron says, carefully, "Who are you?"

Hitherby blinks.

Hitherby looks down.

Hitherby blushes a deep purple.

<> Zebina giggles.

Hitherby says, "Hitherby." She grins. "I've been confusing my trail."

Aron looks amused. "Indeed you have." His smile fades. "So this place; it belongs to the Game?"

Hitherby then resets her face into appropriate Malakite lines.

<> Aron resonates, btw.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 5 1 CHECK: 2.

Hitherby says, "I don't think so. We have the Media and Dark Humor involved, at the least, and the Game obviously knows of the place. I don't know if they participate. ... and Technology, at that."

Aron's features settle into hard, sharp lines. "So Dark Humor has participated in the kidnap of Daimon."

<> Demiurge says "Aron: Hitherby's most noble act this week was trying to defend Daimonique from being kidnapped. Most ignoble was, um, begging the local humans for extra cream for herself while in catform."

<> Aron nods. "Which proves it's Hitherby; that's what I needed."

Hitherby says, "I don't know if Dark Humor participated. It is safe to say that Dee Aitch knows she's here, though."

Aron says "And have done nothing. Despite her efforts to save their Prince."

Aron's eyes grow black. "Very well. Where are they being kept?"

<> Daimon says "Yeah, and then I took a week vacation. Bad Lilim, no donut. :)"

<> Zebina says "Bad Lilim, no Malakite. ;)"

Hitherby says, "The Council Spires. But they were talking nice-nice while I escaped, so I think they're okay. We have a larger problem, to wit the brainwashed and chained angels." She thinks. "I estimate that there are a lot of them." She considers. "Although if we want to get them out first, that's okay."

Hitherby says "Seph 'n Cheph, I mean."

Aron considers. "No, you are right. The other angels should be freed, first."

Aron says, after a moment, "I am very angry."

<> Daimon says "What do I fear more.... demons, pissed Dominic, or angry Aron?"

<> Daimon says "If you choose Angry Aron, you could possibly be right."

<> Aron grins.

Hitherby says, "Anger is appropriate. Especially for a warrior."

Aron nods. "How are the captive angels guarded? And, were they brainwashed with the infernal device?"

Hitherby rattles off the buildings where she knows that the "angels" *aren't* being kept.

<> Eduardo laughs. "# Angry Malakim, sitting on a wall ...

Hitherby says, "I haven't found the chained ones yet. I don't know how they were brainwashed. I just know that it would be completely idiotic to fake Heaven if you can't convince people that they're there."

Hitherby says, "They're setting up some strange stuff at the fake Jean's place." She glances down. "And that place looks funky." She glances off in another direction. "The Halls of Creation are pretty empty."

Hitherby says "The Council Spires is where they do scripting, I think. Um, I'm not sure why they're scripting things."

Aron says "They wouldn't know what to put there."

Aron's smile is thin.

Hitherby says "But they are."

Aron says "Usha, the target of our quest, is in that building."

Aron checks the compass, to confirm.

Indeed, the compass points towards that building.

Hitherby blinks.

Hitherby furrows her brow.

Aron says "It is a good place to start."

Hitherby says, "Maybe that's an interrogation area."

Aron says "Perhaps it is. Let us discover."

Hitherby says, "I will follow your lead."

Hitherby says, "All the demons are disguised as angels. Or supposed to be. By the way."

Hitherby says "But if they're not wearing a chain, it's safe to say they're fair game."

Aron wraps himself, if he can, in armor to match his wings.

Aron nods. "Perhaps," he says as he fades, "it would be best if you led."

<> Demiurge says "Black armor, Aron? Or do you mean you're going invisible?"

<> Aron says "Black armor *and* going invisible."

<> Aron does the will roll.

Hitherby says, "Ah."

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 4 5 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge says "Sorry, the armour fails to form. You do, however, go invisible."

<> Aron says "So my mistakes are hidden."

With a ripple, Aron fades from clear view.

Phineas says to Aron, "So .. I can bend reality to my will? Make things appear, or happen?"

Aron nods. "You can, indeed."

<> Demiurge says "Aron, correction (Aron may be ICly wrong): this is the case in individual dreamscapes, but doesn't always work inside the larger domains."

<> Aron says "Oho!"

Phineas hmms and looks around, checking out the garb of the various angels, and seeing if he fits in or needs to change things.

<> Demiurge says "This domain, from what Hitherby has said, seems to allow changing your form, but not necessarily more than that. _That you know_."

<> Aron will let Phin discover that Aron was possibly wrong and rp from there :)

No other angels are conveniently near them - and given what they've been talking about, this may be a good thing.

Other angels are visible in the streets below, and seem - from the distance - much as normal.

Aron murmurs, "Perhaps it will be best if Hitherby leads."

Azalea says "The question is: should we all change form?"

Phineas shrugs and seems to have taken quite the backseat role while in the Marches.

Hitherby says, "Yes."

Aron says "I shall attempt to remain unseen. The rest of you should, yes."

Hitherby says, seriously, "Some of them can see through disguises. It's best if they see something ... other than the surface appearance, at least. Particularly for you, Phineas, since I think they just get vague impressions."

<> Demiurge says "You can, from where you are, see angels of all the normal "types" in the streets below."

Phineas looks at Hitherby, "I have absolutely no idea what you just said. Come again?"

Hitherby says, "One Habbalite saw through my disguise, but so poorly that he thought I was a --" Her voice catches. "A --" She coughs vigorously. "Similarly, if you look like some other kind of angel, and they see through, they'll probably see you fuzzily enough to think you're an Impudite."

Hitherby says "I'm not sure that this trick has any value for Azalea."

Azalea says "Why?"

Phineas hmms and shrugs, "Alright .." He considers what kind of demon to look like .. one that wouldn't be odd carrying around a large axe.

Hitherby says, "If you disguised yourself as a Cherub, and someone saw through it, Azalea, they couldn't mistake you for a demonic Band -- I mean, Ofanim have a pretty unique appearance. That's just about as bad as someone perceptive being unable to see a disguise at all."

Hitherby sighs. "I'm probably trying to be too clever."

Phineas says "Wait a second ..."

Azalea says "I hate looking like this."

Phineas says "You want me to try and look like another _angel_?"

Phineas looks confused.

Aron says "I will explain."

Aron says "We are in a place filled with demons pretending to be angels."

Phineas says "Please, because right now I'm feeling like a moron, I don't like that."

Aron says "So, to fit in, we must pretend to be demons pretending to be angels."

Phineas says "Alright .. so why do I need to make myself look like a different angel, if I've already got the perfect disguise?"

Aron says "If you make yourself look like another angel, and that disguise is pierced, your true self is only perceived vaguely, it seems."

Aron says "And so you might still be mistaken to be a demon. Thus, the two-layer disguise is preserved."

Phineas hrms ..

Phineas says "How well can they pierce the disguises?"

Aron turns to Hitherby.

Phineas says "Because, frankly, if it is a hit or miss situation. I'll just stay as is and make them think that I'm better at disguises than they are."

Hitherby says, "I don't know."

Aron says "Reasonable enough."

Aron says, to Azalea, "Strength, sister."

Hitherby says "I've seen through all of theirs. Sephar didn't. Only one saw through mine. But, um, I bet there are some out there with clear eyes."

Azalea says "It's dangerous, though, if I /can't/ disguise myself, and you don't when you could."

Azalea says "One angel-looking angel could be a mistake; two is an alarm."

Phineas smiles, "I'm better at talking my way out of things than disguising myself." He looks at Azalea and shrugs, "Good point. Alright.. Malakim, here I come." He closes his eyes and imagines himself a Malakim of War.

<> Demiurge says "Okay. Try a Will roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 2.

<> Phineas says "Too bad I SUCK"

<> Demiurge says "Unfortunately, Phineas doesn't quite make it. He stays looking Mercurian."

Hitherby swirls in the air, trying to obscure Phineas from the most likely eyes-to-see-him.

Nobody seems to notice anything up on their level.

Phineas opens his eyes and looks at himself, "Damn .. I'm just not any good at this. I'm a realist."

Aron says "Hm."

Aron wonders if he can attempt to change Phineas' appearance.

<> Demiurge says "No."

Phineas sighs and closes his eyes again, taking deep breaths and a bit more time.

<> Phineas says "One more try?"

<> Demiurge says "Okay."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 1 3 CHECK: 5.

<> Phineas says "YES!"

<> Phineas dances.

The wings darken, oath-chains cross his chest, and Phineas blurs into the form of a stern-browed Malakite.

Aron says "Not bad."

Aron says "Shall we proceed?"

<> Demiurge is going to assume that you've tried to imitate a Malakite that you know, Phineas.

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, make an Int roll."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 4.

Phineas opens his eyes, "Well, I'll be .." He looks at his hands, lifts the oath-chains then shrugs, hefts his axe again nods to Aron.

<> Phineas says "Sure, Demiurge. I know enough of the War servitors."

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, it strikes you in passing that Phineas' form doesn't look quite as _bloodthirsty_ as the "Malakim" you've seen round here. But hey. It'll do."

<> Aron says "When mercurians try to imitate malakim. Film at 11."

<> Phineas says "No no :)"

Azalea rotates, mournfully.

<> Phineas says "All the 'angels' around here are demons .. they have a different perspective :)"

Below waits the golden-walled building. Two "Cherubim" lounge outside the door.

Hitherby says, thoughtfully, "Try looking like you're about to eat some hapless demon's heart, Phineas. I think they have an exaggerated opinion of Malakite blood-lust."

Hitherby dons such an expression herself.

Phineas furrows his brows and snarls a lot. He lowers his voice to a gruff sorta growl, "How's this?"

Phineas does a lot of squinting at things, too.

Hitherby makes the OK sign with her fingers.

<> Phineas says "I _have_ emote."

<> Phineas says "I'll emote bloodthirstosity."

Azalea says, irritably, "If I'd known that I was to spend the rest of eternity moving in tiny little circles I might have rethought this whole Redemption thing."

Phineas looks at Azalea and just growls a little.

Azalea says "I feel like a screen saver."

Hitherby blinks.

<> Azalea says "This is Azalea's first time in Celestial form, I think."

<> Demiurge says "Probably her first prolonged time, yes. She was up briefly for that briefing with Jean, but that didn't take long."

<> Demiurge says "And she's probably done patrols in the Marches, but at least then she was moving."

Hitherby says, "I understand that you can determine an Ofanite's age by counting the rings."

Phineas opens his mouth to ask a question then closes it.

Azalea growls at Hitherby. Then, "So, what next?"

Hitherby looks amused for a moment, and then sighs. "Sorry."

Hitherby reassumes blood-thirst.

Phineas says in a gruff voice, "Yeah, but you gotta cut em in half, to see the rings. hur hur hur."

Hitherby says, "Let's go." and begins to spiral down towards the building.

Phineas does likewise, following Hithermalakim.

The two "Cherubim" outside, both large winged dire wolves, lift their heads as the two "Malakim" and the Ofanite come drifting down.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 1 CHECK: 3.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 3 3 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "And both fail to spot Aron."

Azalea spirals also, literally.

<> Aron beams.

Aron checks his compass as they enter.

Hitherby lands and attempts to stalk right past them.

The compass points right ahead, into the building.

One of the Cherubim rumbles something deep in his throat, but neither makes any attempt to stop the angels.

Inside, there is a large marble-floored entrance lounge, with a couple of doors leading off it, a few chairs, and an Elohite sitting at the desk.

Phineas casts them both a glance and squints menacingly, then just walks past them as if he owns the joint.

<> Demiurge says "Perception rolls, all."

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 3 1 CHECK: 6.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 6 6 CHECK: 5.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 3 4 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, that ain't no Elohite. Phineas, Azalea, it looks enough like an Elohite."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 3.

The Elohite inclines its head to the angels. "Good day. Are you here for anybody in particular?"

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you see the shadows of Habbalite scars on it. Dimly. (As your Divine Intervention still just about holds out.)"

Hitherby mutters, "Usha."

The Elohite reaches behind her desk, and checks a list of names. "I thought her scripting was on hold for the moment. Or have you had orders?"

Aron drifts behind the desk, if possible.

Phineas squints and looks around the room, then fixes the Elohite with a bloodthirsty glare.

There are several things visible beside the desk. A whip, for one. Several folders and piles of paper. And an electronic button about level with the "Elohite's" knee.

Hitherby says, softly, "Yes. From Persona." Raising her voice slightly, "Or are you *questioning* me?"

Aron tries to skim some names off the list the Elohite's holding.

The Elohite considers a moment, lip curling, then says, "No, no. Not if you have orders. Are you three working on her together, or do you require some other subjects for reinforcement?"

The names on the Elohite's list are none of them offhand identifiable; Karellin, Siadon, Methiel, Zephachin, Allos, Lammas...

Hitherby says "Just her, first. Then send some others in in fifteen minutes."

The Elohite nods professionally. "How many, and any particular Choirs or subjects?"

Phineas grins a little, "We're very thorough."

The Elohite glances to Azalea. "Any preferences?"

Azalea says "No."

<> Azalea can act like a non-Ofanite, at least, if she can't look like one.

<> Aron grins.

Hitherby says, "No specific subjects. Seraphim are preferable."

Phineas just looms.

The Elohite nods. "Through the door to the left, down the corridor, third room on the right. I'll see that a couple of others "walk in" shortly after that. Enjoy yourselves."

The Elohite nods to the mentioned door.

Hitherby turns and walks in that direction, as if assuming the others will follow.

Phineas goes 'last', giving Aron room infront of him.

Aron takes the space, gratefully, and slps in.

Azalea follows, trying to look as restrained an Ofanite as only Azalea can.

The door on the left leads to a pretty ivory-walled corridor, with the occasional pastel picture of peaceful landscapes. There are perhaps a dozen rooms off it.

Hitherby's nerves jangle. Think Elohite. Act Calabite. Look Malakite. Thank *God* I'm a multitasker.

Hitherby walks to the third door on the right, lifts her hand as if to knock, hesitates, and then tries the handle.

The handle turns, and the room is clearly unlocked.

Phineas continues to go last.

Hitherby opens the door all the way so she can see as she walks in.

Aron precedes Phineas in and, like the others (he imagines), takes stock of the room.

Inside, the room is clean and white and airy. A golden grill is across the window, with the character for "Hope" worked into it. A pale-winged "Seraph" is curled on the bed, a book open in front of her.

<> Hitherby says "Is the DI still up? And is she chained?"

The "Seraph" - recognisable as Usha to Aron and Azalea - has a gold-and-opal necklace around her throat. The room has bed, bedside table, chair, a small jug of water and glass, and that is all.

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you can see she's still a Balseraph, yes. And she's collared."

<> Demiurge says "Per rolls, Aron, Azalea, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 3 5 CHECK: 4.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 3 6 CHECK: 3.

Usha's six eyes go wide. She spreads her wings humbly and slithers off the bed, hastily bowing her forehead to the ground.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 6 1 CHECK: 2.

Hitherby looks at the door, which is wide open. If it's not obvious that it can be locked from the outside, she closes it almost the whole way.

Phineas whispers to Hitherby, very, VERY quietly, "Is this one real?"

<> Demiurge says "None of you three spot that she looks particularly "wrong" as a Seraph, though Aron and Azalea spotted it earlier in the dreamscape."

<> Demiurge says "It doesn't _look_ as if it can be locked from outside, Hitherby."

Aron, meanwhile, looks around the room searching for some form of surveillance.

<> Demiurge says "Perception roll, Aron."

Hitherby closes it most of the way, then.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 6.

<> Aron smiles.

Hitherby says, "Usha?"

Hitherby shakes her head, the tiniest fraction, at Phineas.

You sense Phineas wonders if Usha is one of the names on the list.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, there's something that looks vaguely like the twist of a wire near the foot of the bed. You'd need to crawl underneath to really look at it, but you suspect..."

Aron does, in fact, crawl under.

You paged Phineas with 'She was, yes. Usha, Balseraph of Haagenti. One of the names not marked with a star.'.

Under the bed is dusty. And dark. And kind of smelly. And there is a thin wire running from one of the legs of the bed, where it's attached to something small and techno, to a hole in the wall.

Usha keeps her head bowed. "Yes, masters."

Hitherby says, coldly, "You can look up."

Usha lifts her eyes tentatively, wings carefully held controlled.

<> Aron says "Does it look at all microphonic?"

<> Demiurge says "Vaguely, yes. (This darn technology stuff.)"

Hitherby says, softly, "Have you been enjoying Heaven?"

<> Azalea says "Does it look like something I could fry into oblivion if necessary?"

<> Demiurge says "Your Ofanite fires would probably scorch it, yes, Azalea, though you aren't looking at it as closely as Aron is. Well, any of you could pretty much rip out the wire or cut it."

Usha's wings tremble. "I am glad to be atoning for my sins, master."

<> Aron says "Actually, for the time being, I would like to conjure up a sufficient supply of, heck, guar gum or something and smother/soundproof the mike."

Azalea glares at Usha as much as a ring of fire can.

<> Demiurge says "Sure."

<> Aron does so.

There is a brief, near-inaudible squelching noise from under the bed.

Hitherby assesses that, and then looks faintly ill. Softly, keeping her voice as even as she can, she murmurs, "Is there anything that would ... improve your stay?"

Phineas places his axe on the ground, blade down, and crosses his hands on the base of the haft.

Usha's eyes lower again. "Masters, I am sorry for the lying dreams. I hope that I will soon fully know them for lies. I try to atone for my sins and become pure in the service of Heaven. I will serve as you request."

Hitherby snaps, "Look at me when you speak."

Usha shivers, and raises her eyes again.

Hitherby curls her wings around, so that one hand is only easily visible from where Usha is.

Aron slips out from under the bed and, in fact, makes himself visible. "Usha."

Usha shrieks, eyes going absolutely wide, and ducks her head to the ground.

Usha whispers, "I'm hallucinating again. Forgive me, masters."

Azalea snaps, "Stand up, Usha."

Hitherby glances at Aron.

Aron looks at Hitherby and points under the bed.

Phineas just stands there silently, looming as best he can.

Usha very slowly uncoils again, whole body quivering, wings twitching.

Aron says "Usha, look at us."

Usha does so, very nervously.

Aron says "Do you remember us?"

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 3.

<> Azalea sigh

Hitherby murmurs, the next time Usha looks up, "You can call me Joshah." She holds up one finger on the shielded hand. "I serve the Sword," two fingers, "in our glorious Paradise." Two fingers again. "We have come to see you --" (one finger) "-- on a matter of gravest importance." (one finger.)

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, Usha may be a little too shaken to be taking your elegant hints."

Hitherby says, faintly chagrined, "Oh." She bends over and looks under the bed.

<> Hitherby nods to Demiurge. "I know. One has to try things, though :)"

Usha says, slowly, "You look like the Malakite who was in the Redemption hallucination that I had."

Hitherby says, after seeing the goop, "The only one?" in Aron's direction.

Phineas walks over to Aron and whispers to him.

Azalea says "We don't have time for family reunions, and much as I want to beat this 'master' thing into pieces, I think it's better we let her keep her illusions and get the heck out of Dodge."

Phineas whispers to Aron, too quietly to be heard by any but him, "Why not just whisper the truth in her ear instead of playing these games?"

Aron replies, quietly.

Phineas whispers back, "Then why are we here?"

Aron nods. "But there are also others to be rescued."

There is a timid knock on the door.

Hitherby opens the door.

There are three large Malakim standing directly outside.

Phineas turns and looks outside of the door, walking that way.

Hitherby's eyes narrow. "Get lost."

These Malakim are large, with wings that look like heavy obsidian blades, spiky oath-chains, and they don't look friendly. The lead one says, "We're here for the Seraph."

Phineas says to Hitherby, "I'll take care of this. Continue with her."

Hitherby stalks over to Usha.

Phineas opens the door and steps outside, "You'll have to wait. We're not done with her."

Aron, if he has a chance to do so before he's seen, becomes less visible till the three 'Malakim' are distracted by Phineas.

The first "Malakite" stares at Phineas, eye-to-eye. He murmurs, "We were scheduled for her."

Phineas meets the stare with one of his own. He practically seethes with restrained rage, "I don't care. We have orders. Reschedule."

>From afar, Phineas wants to intimidate these bozos.

Hitherby bends over Usha, one wing covering her, and her mouth coming down by her head. She licks the scale near her earhole, and then murmurs, as softly as she can, "You've been," louder, "Mm," softer, "lied to," louder, "You taste good, darling."

<> Demiurge says "Try an emote roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 1 CHECK: 3.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 2.

The "Malakite" actually backs off a step as Phineas faces him down. He mutters, more quietly, "Okay, okay. You've had the briefing on her?"

Azalea rotates close to Hitherby, whispering in her ear, "Not *now*."

Usha just stays right where she is.

Phineas looks back at the door and then steps closer to the Malakim, saying in a conspiratorial whisper, "The other did. Not me. I'd appreciate it if you could tell me what the hell I'm supposed to know." He's gone from intimidating goon to bestest buddy mode.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 3 6 CHECK: 4.

Azalea whispers again, so only Hitherby can hear, "This is /not/ the time."

The Malakite murmurs to Phineas, "Keep on telling her the earlier stuff was hallucinations. Work on how this place is a dictatorship. She's not at the breaking stage yet."

Hitherby twitches her free wing in the direction of the door.

Phineas nods to the Malakim, "Yeah, I know that. But what happens when she _does_ break? I mean, I feel like I'm wasting my time here not knowing what the final goal is."

The Malakite's brows knot together. Sharply.

Phineas keeps meeting the Malakim's gaze, not even a single iota of nervousness.

The Malakite says, "Come down the corridor with us. Elspeth on the desk has the documentation." He doesn't look away, either.

Azalea says "We need him here."

Azalea says "He'll catch up."

Azalea says "New guy. You know."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 2 CHECK: 1.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 2.

The Malakite eyes Azalea for a moment, then says, "I'll be mentioning it. Just so you know. He'd better get some idea fast."

Phineas says to the Malakim, "I can't leave the cell. I have orders." He gets out of eyeshot of the door, making a show of it, then looks back at the door saying to the other Malakim, "Bring me the papers, you haven't got anything better to do."

<> Demiurge says "Phineas, let me get this right. You're now out of eyeshot of the door, in the corridor outside?"

Azalea rotates, threateningly. In her best Calabim voice, "He'll get the idea /fast/, I promise."

<> Phineas says "Yes. But well within earshot."

The first Malakite leans forward. He says, softly, "You _want_ to come with us."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 4 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "Phineas, try a Will roll."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 6 1 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "Phineas, you have just realised that actually you do want to go with them. It's the most sensible thing to do."

Phineas says towards the Cell, "I'll be right back." He then follows the other Malakim.

The first Malakite calls, "We'll show him the stuff. You two can keep busy with Usha, right?"

<> Phineas says "I am REALLY sick of that trick."

<> Phineas says "That is like the 3rd time this game I've had that done to me. :("

<> Aron says "There's a reason they're hated, yup."

<> Demiurge says "People hate Balseraphs. This is why."

Azalea bursts out the door in a sweep of fire, and begins to lay waste.

Hitherby says, "Usha, Malakim *don't have spiked chains*."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 3.

Aron's sword slithers invisibly from its sheath. He resonates Usha.

Hitherby then dashes out, a ways behind Azalea (of course).

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 5 CHECK: 1.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 1 4 CHECK: 5.

<> Azalea is spending essence next roll. She woulda this roll, if she'd remembered.

The first Malakite is taken entirely by surprise. However, Azalea doesn't manage to do any significant damage to him, although she crashes into him and sends him staggering backwards.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, you perceive that her greatest virtue was to wish to be Redeemed - and she believes she's done that - and her worst sin was to cause a death through overreating."

<> Aron nods. "Do I get any bitty detailed information in there too? You don't have to give me the details, just want to know if I get any bits I can use."

Azalea then stops.

Azalea says "He stays here."

Azalea says "We need him."

Azalea says "Don't piss me off."

<> Demiurge says "Aron - she's acting honourably in trying to "atone", or do what she believes is "atonement". Which means, basically, taking a lot of abuse and physical abuse. Standard stuff."

<> Aron nods.

The first Malakite bares his teeth at Azalea. "You're War, bitch, aren't you? Or Fire?"

Hitherby doesn't believe that they'll buy it. At *all*. Hence, instead of joining the fray or standing around Malakitely, she starts slamming doors open and shouting, "Assembly at the Halls of Creation, *now!*"

Azalea says "Beleth."

Azalea says "Now get lost."

Aron manifests and crouches before Usha. "Usha," he says, quietly but urgently. "You know me. I fought for you in the forest of your dreams, and then lost you again. But I'm back now, and you still need saving. I know about the man you killed through gluttony. I know what you've endured in the name of so-called redemption."

Aron glances over his shoulder, frowns, and turns back to Usha.

The first Malakite looks at Azalea. Then Phineas. Then at Hitherby - and at the collared "angels" who are starting to come stumbling out of their rooms, in white robes and necklaces. Then at Azalea.

Usha says, very quietly, "Is this a dream again, or is this real? I wanted to believe, but they say it was a lie."

Hitherby shouts, "Emergency! Heaven is under assault by fake angels! Gather at the Halls of Creation! Don't let anyone stop you -- they could be anyone!"

<> Azalea says "That's right. If we can't beat them, confuse them."

Aron says "This is real."

Aron holds out his hand.

Usha slowly reaches out to take Aron's hand.

Phineas growls at the 'Malakim' that tricked him, "I _really_ hate it when you guys do that." He then swings his axe at the fake angel.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 2 CHECK: 6.

Hitherby says, "I swear by all that's holy that I *am not lying*."

Hitherby is lying, but she's not a Malakite and doesn't have to keep her promises :)

Aron clasps it tightly. "We escape, now. It will be arduous but I will protect you."

Aron says "You understand?"

The axe-blow comes before the "Malakite" can react, and it slices into his side, through the "oath-chains" as though they were so much trumpery fake. The "Malakite" staggers back again, with a gasp of pain.

The second Malakite draws his sword, with a snarl, as the third Malakite rapidly turns, running down the corridor towards the entrance.

Azalea sighs, takes a deep breath (to fan the flames, of course), and pitches in. Spending essence, this time.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 1 3 CHECK: 3.

Hitherby cries, "They're in here already," and tries to knock a faux-Malakite aside to clear a path for the chained "demons".

<> Aron tries +trump Eduardo, desparately. Oh wait.

Azalea zooms after the third Malakite.

<> Phineas laughs.

<> Phineas says "I GOT TO USE MY AXE!"

<> Hitherby says "Yay Axe!"

<> Phineas dances.

The already-wounded first "Malakite" pulls the sword from his belt, and swings it at Phineas, as the second one struggles with Hitherby.

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, try a resonance roll? Then another roll to try and catch him."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 6.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 3.

<> Demiurge says "Phineas, roll for attack or song, and tell me which. Hitherby, roll for attack."

<> Phineas says "Song."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 6 CHECK: 1.

<> Hitherby attacks the bastard celestially, you betcha.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 4 2 CHECK: 3.

Phineas tries to sing the Ethereal Song of Shields, but seems to be a little distracted by the sword-wielding Malakim.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 3.

The third "Malakite" is caught by Azalea before he can reach the door of the entrance, but manages to dodge her first flaming blow.

The first, wounded "Malakite" brings his sword down on Phineas, but narrowly misses.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 1.

The "Malakite" grappling with Hitherby is fully occupied with trying to handle the Kyriotate, who is in fact proving stronger than him.

Aron leads Usha out of the room. He is quite visible indeed and his sword is drawn.

Collared "angels" mill around in the corridor, entirely confused, and more than somewhat underfoot.

>From afar, Phineas is spending 2 essense on the hit.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 1.

Phineas pages: and missing anyway.

Hitherby yells, "*Out*. Out out out!" while shaking the faux-Malakite. (Shaking is just F/X, I keep grappling.)

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 1 CHECK: 6.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 1.

Phineas swings his axe at the Malakim with the sword, snarling and crying out, "For my lord Kobal." Using the same stupid trick they tried at the movie studio.

The first "Malakite" manages to dodge Phineas' blow, and blinks in surprise as he returns a parry. "You're _what_?"

Aron, with Usha in one hand and his sword in the other, walks down the hall. "To me," he tells the milling 'angels', quietly. "If you would know the truth, to me."

One angel shrieks, "They're demons!" Another mutters, "Wait a moment."

<> Phineas laughs.

The Malakite tussling with Azalea pulls his sword, and brings it round in a swinging cut.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 2 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "Roll for dodge, Azalea."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 3.

<> Hitherby admits to really wishing Phineas hadn't yelled that. :)

<> Shannen noticed a large glob of feces striking a rotating blade.

<> Phineas grins, "Why? I thought you were trying to create confusion?"

<> Phineas says "You'd rather they think we're actual ANGELS?"

<> Shannen says "There's good confusion and there's bad confusion. This is bad confusion."

<> Hitherby was trying to create *focused* confusion.

<> Hitherby says "*Yes*."

<> Azalea agrees with Phineas.

The Malakite's sword slices through two of Azalea's rings, painfully, and she bleeds flecks of plasma.

>From afar, Azalea spends an essence and tries Ethereal Entropy.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 3.

<> Hitherby says "Now, if we lose, they can tell the chained-angels that we were demons and everything is as it was before."

<> Azalea says "*finally*"

The Malakite wrestling with Hitherby is still unable to get at his sword, and is being forced back against the wall.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 3 5 CHECK: 6.

The Malakite struggling with Azalea shrieks suddenly, slashing at the thin air as he backs against the wall, eyes going wide and unfocused.

<> Demiurge says "And you all hear the Song going off."

<> Hitherby says "What Song was it?"

Usha follows Aron, pressed close behind him.

<> Demiurge says "Eth Entropy."

Aron raises his sword, meanwhile, to give the collared angels a rallying point if any heard/took up his call.

A few collared angels are following Aron, though they look very confused.

Phineas once again tries to smite the evil demon with his axe.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 5.

The axe-blow takes the "Malakite" in the chest. Ribs shatter. The "Malakite" goes down with a scream of pain.

<> Aron says "Are disguises fading as people get injured badly?"

Phineas growls over the fallen Malakim, "I really hate you guys."

<> Demiurge says "No, they still seem to hold."

Azalea sets the gibbering demon on fire, whizzing all around him at frightening speed.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 1.

Phineas looks around, seeing if Azalea or Hitherby needs help.

The Malakite shrieks, going up in a pillar of flames and smoke.

Phineas turns to Hitherby .. Azalea clearly does not need help.

The "Malakite" struggling with Hitherby is just trying to get loose, now, and flee down the corridor.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge says "Try a roll, Hitherby."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 1.

The "Malakite", however, cannot detach Hitherby.

Azalea stands at the exit, and prepares to defend against anyone entering.

Aron leads the 'angels' forward toward the exit, and is going to keep on going unless molested.

Azalea floats, really.

Hitherby is occupied keeping the guy under control, but tries to get him so that his back or something is to Phineas.

Phineas drops his disguise and moves to help Aron lead the angels by herding them from the rear and assuring them that he's really an Angel.

The collared angels are entirely confused - especially when Phineas suddenly becomes a Mercurian. They just let themselves be herded.

The "Malakite" tries a human maneuver on Hitherby. To wit, a knee to the groin.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 4.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 4 6 CHECK: 1.

The Malakite, however, misses. He opens his mouth, and begins shouting, "Help! Demons attacking!"

Nobody is trying to come through the door that Azalea is guarding, yet.

Hitherby, since he's going to be that way, attempts to dislocate the guy's shoulder.

Phineas flies over the herded 'angels' and swings the flat side of his axe down towards the Malakim's head .. the one that Hitherby is struggling with.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 1 CHECK: 5.

Hitherby answers, "That would be *you*."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 5.

The Malakite goes down with a crash, and an interesting dent in the side of his head.

Phineas says to Hitherby, "The immediate threat is over. Now what are we going to do with them?" He thumbs over his shoulder at the crowd.

Aron turns to Azalea. "We are taking these out of this domain."

Hitherby says "Up to Aron. His mission. I just got kidnapped."

Phineas looks around then at Aron, "Front door?"

Azalea says "Now might be a good time to convince them of our righteousness."

Azalea says "Or else we're going to have to fight the good fight every time someone yells 'Demon'."

Hitherby heads that way, then, turning back into a Kyriotate on the way.

Aron nods and turns to the crowd. "You have been lied to," he says without preamble.

The collared angels are now looking completely confused.

Phineas says "I think we're going to have to fight our way out anyway. They're not just going to let us walk them out."

Aron says "You have been lied to enough that belief is a thing foreign to you, but I make a simple request."

Aron says "Look at us."

Phineas says to Aron, "May I?" He indicates the crowd, clearly wishing to speak.

Azalea says, quietly, to Phineas, "But they might help us. On the other hand, they might just believe whoever talks to them last, in which case this is, I suppose, a waste of time."

Aron says "If you see Heaven's work in us, then come and we will lead you to safety."

Aron nods to Phineas, and moves towards Azalea. "We should take a look at our avenue for escape."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 6 CHECK: 1.

Hitherby waits for Phineas to speak before she says anything.

There is eddying and muttering among the collared angels. Usha finally spreads her wings. "It's true! I remember him," she points at Aron, "and something's _wrong_ here."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 1 5 CHECK: 5.

Aron smiles, shares a look with Azalea, but says nothing.

<> Hitherby makes her Int roll, and knows the other way out :)

Phineas raises above the crowd, as much as he can in the hallway, "Hear me, I speak with the voice of Heaven." He then says in Celestial, "We are angels, here to save you. Come with us .. help us. We will lead you to safety."

Azalea tries to look convincingly angelic as she circles endlessly.

There is more muttering among the crowd.

Hitherby says, loudly, "Malakim do not require *obeisance*."

<> Demiurge says "Try an emote roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas says "I'll spend 2 essence."

Aron murmurs to Azalea, "Let us scout the exit."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 1 4 CHECK: 1.

Azalea dips in agreement with Aron.

Finally the murmur of the dozen collared angels dies down. Usha says, "We'll follow."

Hitherby says, loudly, "Redeemed are not kept in *chains*." Then she blushes. "Oh. Good. Is there anyone missing?"

Phineas nods to Usha, then yells to Aron, "Let me go first .. I'll have shields."

Usha says, "There's the other corridor."

Hitherby says, "Guarded?"

Aron says, quietly. "Azalea scouts, but you may take point in the main group, Phineas."

Usha says, "It's like this one, only the other side of the reception room."

Azalea says "Someone guard that door, so no one comes in."

Hitherby nods. "We can't leave them," she says. "I will go."

Aron says "I will guard the door."

Phineas doesn't ask, but then turns to Aron, "I still suggest bursting out the front door. There are enough of us now."

Aron nods. "Go out this door. Should any opposition come, I will try to draw them this way."

Phineas nods to Aron, then moves to that door, putting up his shields.

Phineas says to Aron, "Can't we just tear a hole into another .. realm?"

Hitherby waits for the others to lead into the reception room, instead.

Aron shakes his head. "This is a domain."

Phineas shrugs and puts up his shields and prepares to rush the reception room.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 4.

Aron says "We will do the following. We secure the reception room. Azalea scouts the front exit, Hitherby scouts the corridor."

<> Demiurge says "Ethereal shields go up."

Hitherby says "Sounds fair."

Aron says "Phineas and I will hold the reception room during this time."

Phineas nods to Aron, "Now." He then bursts through the door, axe at the ready and looking for a target.

The reception room appears to be entirely empty. The Elohite is gone from the desk.

<> Demiurge says "Make a Perception roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 2 3 CHECK: 6.

<> Phineas :)

<> Aron says "You go boy."

<> Phineas acts with purpose, for once.

<> Phineas says "Instead of aimlessly fleeing overwhelming forces."

However, two shadowy figures loom by the door - with that perceptible shimmer of someone who has used Ethereal Form to try and look invisible.

Hitherby murmurs to the Redeemable, "If all else fails and we die, make for the Catacombs. They lead into the Marches."

Phineas calls to Aron, "By the door!" He charges those two forms, swinging his axe.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 6 CHECK: 3.

Aron shimmers into invisibility and slides through the door, sword drawn.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 3 CHECK: 3.

<> Azalea spends an essence, rolls to go fast again.

There is a *crash*, as the desk blows up in a hail of entropy.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 3 3 CHECK: 4.

<> Aron says "Oh goody, invisible calabim."

<> Demiurge says "Azalea is _Fast_."

<> Aron says "Yay azalea!"

<> Phineas says "Heh, I'm just flexing my new attunement :)"

The first dimly-seen figure shakes his head, moves to engage Phineas.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, Azalea, Per rolls. Phineas, attack roll."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 4.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 6 3 CHECK: 2.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, you can't spot the two hidden Calabim. Aron, you can make them out."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 3 CHECK: 2.

Aron moves above one, if possible.

The Calabite goes down to one knee as Phineas' axe slices into him. He gurgles blood, grabbing for the Mercurian.

<> Demiurge says "This is possible, Aron."

Aron then calls paint into existence and allows it to fall.

Azalea swings after Phineas and Aron, not yet striking out at the things she can't see.

<> Aron says "Ethereal form that, you punk demon."

The second Calabite circles to grab for Phineas - and is promptly smothered in a wash of falling paint.

<> Demiurge says "What colour? :)"

<> Aron says "Red."

<> Aron says "Target colored."

The second Calabite is now Bright Red And Dripping. The other is just somewhat wounded and bleeding.

Azalea sets the paint on fire.

<> Demiurge says "Roll, Azalea."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 3 6 CHECK: 6.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 5.

The paint catches, and the Calabite goes up with a screech of agony.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 4.

Hitherby follows into the room, if no one is blocking the door.

<> Aron says "Woo Azalea!"

Cracks appear in one wall, as another blast of entropy goes awry.

Phineas keeps swinging at the first Calabim, figuring his allies have the other well in hand.

The wounded Calabite tries for a grab at Phineas.

<> Demiurge says "Attack roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 3 5 CHECK: 1.

The Calabite's arm gets separated at the shoulder. Blood flows.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 6 1 CHECK: 1.

Hitherby fails to see the Calabite, or even the blood.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 5.

Aron maneuvers, unseen, behind the second (unpainted) Calabite.

A blast of entropy slams into Phineas' shields, painfully knocking him a pace back.

Aron's intent, of course, is to run him through the back.

The wounded Calabite smirks for a moment, trying to stop the blood flow from his shoulder with his fingers.

Phineas growls as he gets knocked backwards, his ethereal shields rippling from the impact. He rushes forwards, wanting to attack the bum that just tried that.

Aron, invisible, draws his invisible sword and invisibly stabs the invisible Calabite.

The burning Calabite is now subsiding, with a few pitiful groans, into a charred heap.

<> Demiurge says "Roll, Aron."

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 1 6 CHECK: 6.

<> Aron says "Oh baby."

<> Phineas says "Demonkabob"

The invisible Calabite's back becomes fully visible as Aron's sword slices right into his heart and through him, the point protruding in front. Blood flows out as the Calabite screams one last time, then goes limp.

Azalea zoops around the charred heap, setting fire to anything that moves.

<> Demiurge says "Aron... for a moment, you *see* something."

<> Aron says "Uh oh. What do I *see*?"

<> Hitherby grins! The sword!

<> Demiurge says "You see a grey-washed landscape. You see figures far below you. You hear the rumbling of the earth as far-away waters rise. You feel your hand around the sword."

<> Demiurge says "Then it goes."

<> Aron says "Mom, I'm scared!"

The burning Calabite subsides. All is silent.

Hitherby says, "Anyone see anything down the other corridor?"

The door to the other corridor is closed.

Phineas grunts and yells to Azalea and Hitherby, "Get them out of here. We'll hold the room."

Hitherby opens the door, then, if she can, and darts back.

Azalea says "Scouting time."

Phineas grins at Aron, "I haven't had this much excitement in a long time."

Aron nods to Azalea. "Precisely."

Aron turns to Phineas and smiles. "You and I hold this room, my friend."

A long gush of green vapours comes wafting out from the open door, sweet-smelling and heavy. And keeps on spreading.

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you were closest. Will roll, please."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 3 3 CHECK: 6.

Phineas backs off from the vapors, "What is that?"

Aron says "Dangerous."

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you stay conscious."

Hitherby says, "Everyone out!"

Phineas says to Aron, "Front door." He then yells at Hitherby, Azalea and the growd, "Out the front door, NOW."

<> Hitherby says "Did Usha's room have a window?"

<> Demiurge says "Yes, with a grille on it."

<> Aron says "Yes, bu.. right."

Azalea tries to set the vapours on fire.

The vapours don't seem flammable.

Phineas moves to the front door, bursting through it with his bloodied axe in hand.

Hitherby will go out last, herding any chained angels that hesitate.

The two Cherubs who are still sitting on either side of the front door - pounce on Phineas.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 3 CHECK: 1.

The two "Cherubim", however, slide off the shields.

<> Demiurge says "Which are going to go down any second now."

Phineas grins at the Cherubim, "Stupid." He then swings his axe, feeling like a much younger angel a long time ago.

Beyond the Cherubim, there are several Malakim descending, and one large bright-scaled "Seraph".

Aron moves towards the door. "I'll take the second Djinn, Sister. Tell us what lies ahead."

The gas keeps on flooding out from the opened door of the second corridor.

Aron, focused on the 'Cherubim' almost certainly doesn't see the descending 'angels' yet.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 5 CHECK: 4.

Aron does, of course, fade from view.

<> Hitherby says "Does the gas sink or rise or both?"

The axe-blow misses the Cherub, who smirks unpleasantly, and growls deep in his throat.

Azalea moves to slam the door shut.

<> Demiurge says "Gas seems to sink."

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, will roll."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 2.

The door closes as Azalea shoves at it, but she is feeling more and more dizzy now. Vents have begun to open in the entrance lounge, and more green vapours are flooding from the ceiling.

Azalea floats back, dizzily. "Just - just - just get everyone out 'fore that stuff gets in. There's too much."

Aron angles, again, to slice one of the 'Cherubim' from a position of surprise. The blade, it is thirsty today and there are visions to be had.

The dazzling multicoloured Seraph descends faster.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 3 CHECK: 4.

The Cherub seems unconscious of Aron.

Aron impales.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 3 5 CHECK: 1.

The other Cherub fighting with Phineas lunges for him, jaws snapping.

<> Demiurge says "Roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 2.

The collared angels begin to mill towards the door, a few stepping outside.

Phineas' blow misses. And his shields go down.

The other Cherub screams as Aron's blade slices into him - though not quite fatally. It twists on the iron, trying to bite at Aron's hands.

Azalea tries to help herd them out as quickly as they will go, murmuring reassuring things to those who seem confused, urging the better-oriented to help in the fight.

Inside, more green gas hisses from the ceilings.

Hitherby has an idea. It won't work, but it's an idea.

Usha helps Azalea and Hitherby, having managed to get herself a bit more together. She's shoving some, tugging at others.

Hitherby spends two Essence, takes extra risk, and attempts to become the classic image of Dominic. Possibly she can scare them a bit. She realizes this will be very hard.

<> Demiurge says "Roll, Hitherby."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 5 2 CHECK: 2.

Abruptly, Hitherby becomes tall, dark-cloaked, six-eyed, and menacing.

Phineas just keeps swinging away at his personal foe.

The rainbow-scaled "Seraph" lands, coming down almost on top of the two "Cherubim", Aron, and Phineas. With a rush of Essence, he Sings Thunder.

Aron will take advantage of any distraction to attempt to introduce the Cherub's liver to his sword.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 5 CHECK: 4.

Hitherby slithers through the air and coils out of the building, trying not to interfere with the chained angels' escape.

<> Demiurge says "Okay. Will rolls for Hitherby, Aron, and Phineas. Azalea's out of range - being inside still."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 6.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 2 3 CHECK: 5.

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 4 6 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, you are out like a light for the next five rounds. Phineas and Hitherby, you stay upright."

Hitherby says, calmly, "I believe you have one of my Servitors here, Persona."

You sense Phineas would, REALLY like to sing eth shields again :)

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 5 CHECK: 6.

You paged Phineas with 'Roll for it, then.'.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 3 2 CHECK: 6.

<> Phineas says "YES!"

Aron staggers back as the crackling, thundering wave of force washes over him. He crumples.

Shimmering ripples form to shield Phineas.

Azalea begins to act like a guard dog, sniping at the heels of any chained 'angel' who doesn't go outside.

Several of the collared angels collapse on the steps, overcome by the force of the Thunder. A few stay upright.

The last few collared "angels" make a run for it outside - as the "Malakim" move in.

The dazzling Seraph sings, high and sweet, "Concentrate on the demons! Don't harm the poor Redeemed!"

<> Demiurge says "They're all out now, Azalea."

Hitherby adds, thoughtfully, "I do not believe I approve of this place. Or, at that, you."

Phineas calls out to the 'redeemed', "They are the demons! Attack them now and earn your redeption!" And with that, he turns his attention to the bedamned seraph.

<> Azalea spends an essnce, rolls to become real fast.

<> Demiurge says "Attack roll, Phineas."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 6 CHECK: 3.

<> Demiurge nods to Azalea. Roll.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge says "Double failure, sorry."

The bright "Seraph" brings his tail round to smash into Phineas.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 3 CHECK: 6.

<> Demiurge says "Dodge roll, Phineas."

Azalea goes outside /anyways/, and sings to the Seraph.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 3 5 CHECK: 6.

Hitherby eddies around Persona. Then strikes at the back of Persona's neck, unless the not-Seraph turns away from the others to follow her head.

The Seraph's tail slams into Phineas, and even through the shields he is knocked back a couple of steps.

<> Demiurge says "Roll, Hitherby."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 4 2 CHECK: 5.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 3 1 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 3 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 5.

The Seraph manages to drag his head aside from Hitherby's stroke, but is affected by Azalea's Song of Entropy, perhaps, a little - certainly he pauses to blink.

A couple of "Malakim" both descend towards Azalea and Phineas, sharp-edged wings cutting the air, the dark smell of blood and violence around them.

Hitherby glances at the Malakim. "Go, if you wish to live." She fills her voice with as much majesty as she can.

On the ground, the receptionist "Elohite" dashes towards Aron, a necklace in her hands.

Hitherby has the voicebox for it, at least, if not the millennia of practice.

Azalea growls, and takes off after the receptionist.

Phineas tries to ignore the Malakim and keep going for the Seraph.

The "Elohite" doesn't notice Azalea coming. It bends over Aron, reaching for his neck.

The Seraph calls, "Ignore the false Dominic! He couldn't appear as a Kyriotate!"

Hitherby then bats at Persona again, trying to use her whole body so that the move *looks* subtle and toying even though it strikes hard.

Azalea burns down on the Elohite, bathing it in fire.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 6 2 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 5.

<> Hitherby has bad Emote, so this may not look as good as you'd think.

The Seraph manages to dodge Phineas' blow in a ripple of rainbowed scales.

As flames sear at the Elohite, it screeches, turning to focus on Azalea.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 5 CHECK: 2.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 6 4 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, Will roll."

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 2 4 CHECK: 1.

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, you have been Habbalated. You are absolutely _depressed_. For the next couple of hours, you want to curl up and cry. It's all your fault. Everything is your fault. The world is a miserable place."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 1 CHECK: 3.

Phineas whispers "When I get a chance, I'd like to sing eth harmony. :)"

<> Azalea says "Does that mean I can't burn things while I'm at it?"

The Seraph also avoids Hitherby's strike, turning to reach up and grasp for it.

You paged Phineas with 'Okay, pose Singing and roll.'.

<> Demiurge says "You could. You just don't want to. This is severe DEPRESSION."

Phineas takes a step back and begins to sing the Ethereal song of Harmony

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 6 2 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge says "Which fails to go off, Phineas."

Hitherby doesn't fight the grab, instead moving to keep enough of her body free that she can still strike.

Azalea hovers, gloomily, around the Elohite.

The Elohite - now seamed with livid burns - reaches for Aron's neck again, whimpering in pain.

The dazzling Seraph, again, Sings Thunder.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 1 CHECK: 4.

<> Demiurge says "Will rolls, Phineas, Hitherby, Azalea."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 1 1 CHECK: 2.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 5.

<> Phineas says "Can I spend essence on this roll?"

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 2 5 CHECK: 5.

<> Phineas says "I'd like to spend 4"

<> Demiurge says "Okay."

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 4 4 CHECK: 1.

<> Phineas says "PHEW!"

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, the lights go out, and merciful unconsciousness descends for a few rounds. Phineas and Hitherby stay up."

Phineas winces from the sound, but doesn't go down. He continues to try to sing the Ethereal song of Harmony .. lest he and his comrades perish.

A few "Malakim" also fall like black leaves, tumbling to the ground.

The "Elohite" finishes clipping the necklace around Aron's neck. It then turns to Azalea.

The Seraph calls, "Surrender! Or your friends die, and you with them!"

Azalea does whatever unconscious wheels of fire do.

You sense Phineas will spend his LAST essense on eth harmony.

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 6 5 CHECK: 5.

<> Phineas says "SHIT"

<> Phineas grumbles ...

<> Phineas says "Welp, I'm outa essence."

Hitherby attempts to bite Persona's lower jaw while its mouth is open.

<> Demiurge admires Hitherby's tactical skills. Roll.

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 5.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 2 CHECK: 5.

Persona is a fraction too slow, and Hitherby gets a grip on its lower jaw.

Although perhaps a dozen faux-angels are now strewn around, unconscious or wounded, more are coming.

<> Phineas says "Well, three guesses what I'm going to try, next action."

<> Hitherby says "There's a bonus if he hasn't called Michael in a while. :)"

<> Demiurge says "Sure. It takes two rounds to try and do, Phineas."

Azalea floats like an unhappy unconscious person.

The Seraph calls, again, "Surrender!" And then works on getting Hitherby off his jaw. Having Hitherby clinging to him makes it a great deal easier to pummel the Kyriotate.

Several of the other faux-angels advance on Phineas, with nasty looks.

Hitherby grinds her jaw, trying to break his.

<> Demiurge says "Aron, you can now come round. You seem to have an elegant necklace. The "Elohite" is also trying to clip one on Azalea."

Phineas backs off, trying to invoke Michael. He inwardly prays for all he is worth for God to give him strength in his time of need.

<> Aron has a fervent desire to not be seen.

Hitherby tries to thrash around enough that Persona can't easily talk, too, given the jawgrip. Obviously I missed the tongue, but even so, if his head is rattling ...

<> Demiurge says "Hitherby, you can keep Persona occupied, but if you sit there then you are going to be beaten unconscious in a round or two. And Persona is a Balseraph."

<> Phineas says (on cue), "I hate those guys."

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 5 5 CHECK: 6.

<> Hitherby nods. But what else can I do? I have to hope that the chained angels either scatter or take out the other demons, or that my friends come through ...

Nobody seems to currently notice Aron.

One of the faux-angels aims a blow at Phineas.

<> Hitherby is not optimistic about her friends, from brief glimpses of the battlefield below, but, er, I'm hoping I just saw things wrong.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 6 6 CHECK: 3.

Aron's intent, now, is to flense the Elohite and then do away with his necklace. He will do these things as directed by Demi.

<> Demiurge says "Roll for attack, Aron."

<> Aron rolls the d666 and gets 2 2 CHECK: 3.

<> Phineas says "Mmm, flensing."

The faux-angel's blow at Phineas misses, and slams into the building wall.

The Elohite is taken by surprise, and Aron's blow goes deeply into his flesh, ripping through new burns that lace it.

<> Demiurge rolls the d666 and gets 1 2 CHECK: 6.

Aron twists.

<> Demiurge says "Will roll, Hitherby."

<> Demiurge says "Azalea, you begin to come round."

<> Hitherby rolls the d666 and gets 1 1 CHECK: 1.

<> Daimon says "Well, there it is folks. :)"

Azalea wakes up, groggily, and droops.

<> Hitherby says "I think that's Michael."

<> Aron says "oh my holy god"

<> Demiurge says "Oh lord."

<> Phineas says "Hee hee :)"

<> Phineas says "I _am_ invoking him :)"

<> Phineas says "And he _does_ seem fond of me."

As Phineas concentrates, _suddenly_ he feels this great swell of Essence, of power, of divine will. Something greater than any angel touches him. A power stands behind him, and he knows his petition will be held.

<> Demiurge says "Roll just for the heck of it, Phineas. ;)"

<> Phineas rolls the d666 and gets 5 4 CHECK: 4.

<> Phineas says "Well, that _might_ have succeeded, depending on how the 'you haven't called in a while' thing works."

<> Azalea assumes her depression stands, despite thunder?

<> Aron gets the popcorn, prepares to watch the carnage.

Persona rips Hitherby from his jaw, casting him to the ground.

Hitherby thud.

And... there is silence. And then there is a sound like trumpets, something that goes through the bone to the heart, that rips away Azalea's depression and that causes Aron's collar to shatter on his throat.

<> Hitherby says "Now we get to see whether Michael is offended that I'm taking an Archangel's shape in vain, or amused because it's Dominic. :)"

<> Azalea lol

The air is searing before Phineas, burning, tearing, blinding - and a Seraph steps through. A Seraph, or a man, it is hard to say, but he burns like noon-forged iron.

Aron shimmers into visibility. Light catches in his eyes and he lifts his sword in joyful salute. Or, rather, he does this once his jaw is lifted from the floor.

<> Aron cackles.

Persona screams, falling backwards, jabbering something frantic in Helltongue.

Hitherby attempts to get her wings untangled from her cloak so that she can get up.

<> Demiurge says "Gee. Will Persona get two uninterrupted rounds to invoke Kronos, we wonder?"

Phineas stands a little taller against the fake Malakim that assault him. He grins widely at the Seraph, saluting him as is appropriate.

<> Aron says "My bet is 'no freaking way'"

The Seraph shimmers into the form of a man, and unlimbers a great axe from his back. He smiles, and the smile is acid-sharp.

<> Aron says "But I think Michael's cooler than sliced bread."

<> Phineas says "I tend to agree, but I'm biased."

<> Aron gets all tingly.

Michael takes one step forward, and his axe rises, and falls. And as it slices into Persona, the entirety of "Heaven" seems to shriek as the Balseraph does.

Azalea brightens, whooshing around a bit.

Phineas is so inspired by Michael, he turns and starts to strike at the other fake angels around him.

Michael's voice has the thunder of cannon to it, the thunder of hoofbeats riding to a charge. "Out of time." And his axe rises and falls again, and Persona is shattered by it.

And ... the world starts to come apart.

Aron shakes himself out of his adoring daze. "Our flock! Azalea!"

Buildings seem to detach from each other, like jigsaw pieces coming loose, cracks fragmenting in reality.

Aron moves towards the would-be-angels in a flurry of black feathers and attempts to gather up in some semblance of order.

The roads ripple and shake, darkness veining underneath them and finally making its way out, pieces of the world - dissolving.

Phineas says to Michael as he helps rally his companions and their charges, "I thank you, sir. It has been long since I have been by your side."

Azalea follows, fast on Aron's heels.

<> Azalea rolls the d666 and gets 1 1 CHECK: 3.

Faux-angels scream and flee, demonic forms reappearing as they run.

<> Azalea says "Really really fast."

The collared angels are easily collected, unconscious or clinging. Usha was even busy throttling a "Malakite".

<> Phineas says "Yay Usha."

Michael raises his hand in salute to Phineas, eyes piercing through the growing shadows that are rising. His axe rises once more, then falls - and reality rips behind it in a great silver arc, leaving a doorway into greyness.

Michael's voice thunders through the city. "COME. OR DIE."

Phineas goes!

Aron raises his sword, to direct the flock, and, just behind Azalea, heads towards the gate.

Hitherby mutters, "There was gas, First One, sir," as she heads towards the door. He will know that she's certain that he knows, but that she had to be *certain*.

<> Hitherby says "'Cause there might still be Redemption candidates in there."

Azalea herds, zooping around at dizzying speeds.

The building which held the other collared angels is already vanishing through another crack in the shadows, fading into nothingness, gone.

Hitherby goes as fast as she can, which is not much.

The last few collared angels are chivvied through the crack - and then the true angels follow them, and Michael last of all.

<> Phineas says "He _saluted_ me! *puff up chest*"

The world reforms, and the four angels stand on familiar endless grey sand dunes. The collared "angels" cling to each other, or look around bemused, demonic forms now apparent. A few weep, regarding their leathery wings and horns.

Michael slings his axe across his back again, still in human form.

Michael says, "Good work." His voice resonates in the bones. "I'm impressed."

Phineas takes a deep breath, "We couldn't have done it without you, sir."

Azalea fades out of celestial form, if she may.

Hitherby blushes, faintly, not entirely sure who he meant. But she bobs a lot at Phineas' comment.

Aron bows, deeply.

Hitherby says, "Thank you, First One. I could not have held on ... very much longer."

Azalea bows, in turn, now a blonde woman of indeterminate age and careful attire.

Michael grins, wolfish. "That place has been suspected for a long time. You've done a good job."

Hitherby rolls a lot in her own bow.

Aron turns to Azalea and murmurs, "Sister. If ever there was a group to need hope, our charges are that. Could you fly - fly as fast as you can - to the ivory tower? Have cherubim and, if they can be spared, Menunim come to meet us as we journey towards Heaven?"

Phineas smiles at Michael, bowing his head at the praise. He just cannot stop smiling.

Michael glances at Azalea. "I don't poach, but if you ever want something a bit more direct than Blandine's service, let me know."

Michael looks to Aron. "You too."

<> Phineas says "Aw, he likes you guys, too! :)"

Azalea just looks at Michael.

<> Shannen says "Michael is just so cuddly sometimes."

<> Phineas just wants to give him a big ol' hug.

Michael is War given human form. He is violence and eagerness and the edge of the blade. He is struggle and purpose.

Aron smiles. "You honor me, Lord." The tilt of his head is respectful, though he obviously declines the offer.

Aron raises his blade in salute.

Azalea tells Aron, "Maybe we should find out which of them actually still want to redeem." She eyes a few of the demons. "I'm not sure they're all there."

Hitherby hesitates, some hands furrowing. Actually, she already didn't hang on. Oh well.

Phineas wipes clean the blood off his axe, staying in his angelic form.

Aron then nods to Azalea. "We will do that."

Michael says, "Can you see this group back to Heaven, or will you need some help?"

Phineas says to Azalea, "We need them all for evidence. Even those who are not seeking redemption."

Hitherby looks around for Sephar, and Sarah, and Daimon.

There is no sign of Sephar, or Sarah, or Daimon.

Aron says "I do not know that all of them can Redeem, Lord."

Aron says "The journey might help reveal some truths."

Hitherby says, "Sir --" She chews on a lip, while another speaks. "First One, the others who were kidnapped with me? Daimonique, Chephirah, Sephar?"

Michael rumbles, "Those that can will have the opportunity. Those who cannot will at least have truth."

Michael turns to Hitherby. "What of them?"

Azalea bursts into flame, and, with one long look at Michael, heads off to Blandine's Tower.

Aron considers and, finding no argument against Michael's logic, nods. "Just so."

Hitherby says, softly, "They made it out, didn't they?"

Michael turns to glance after Azalea, a long look.

<> Demiurge says "And, Azalea, you feel the attunement for Howl settling into you."

<> Azalea falls over.

<> Demiurge says "Hey, not midflight. ;)"

<> Azalea says "What does /that/ do?"

<> Aron says "Scares people into senility."

Michael turns back towards Hitherby. "I cannot tell. The influence of a Prince still governs them."

<> Aron says "You howl, and people are stunned."

Michael's voice rings like metal. "They will be found."

Phineas says to Hitherby, "Let us get this lot back to Heaven, then we can search for them."

Hitherby looks stricken at the first statement, but stops chewing lips at the second one. "Thank you, First One."

Aron nods. "Then take us to Heaven, if you will, Lord."

Hitherby bobs to Phineas. "Agreed."

Azalea can be seen, suddenly, to fly a large loop, and then moves on.

<> Demiurge laughs.

<> Aron says "Ah, the universal ofanite dance of 'woo hoo!'"

Michael says, "Three matters first."

Phineas watches Azalea go, "She seems awfully happy." He shrugs and turns to look at Michael again.

Hitherby orients as many ears as possible on Michael.

Michael steps forward, and rests his hand on Aron's shoulder. "You served with courage. Take the ability to use that blade a little more accurately."

<> Demiurge says "And he dumps Proficiency/Sword on Aron."

<> Aron says "Oh good lord."

<> Phineas says "Wow, cool."

<> Aron becomes a killing machine.

<> Phineas says "We NEED one."

<> Hitherby says "And hey, no longer Merciful!"

<> Demiurge says "Phineas, you can tell that Michael is seriously pleased by what's happened, btw."

Aron salutes, silently, words escaping him.

<> Demiurge says "_Seriously_."

Phineas just keeps smiling, almost goofily so.

Michael turns to Hitherby.

<> Aron says "Wow. It's gotta be nice to do something right, eh?"

<> Phineas says "He's been blowing SO MUCH sunshine up my butt."

<> Phineas says "My eyes are practically glowing."

Michael says, "Kyriotate. You have served with courage. Take the ability to make your own vessels, should you need them."

<> Demiurge says "And Hitherby gets the Kyrio of Michael ability."

Hitherby says, quietly, "Thank you again, First One."

Michael turns, finally, to Phineas. He walks across, to put both hands on his shoulders.

<> Demiurge says "It's a pity Michael doesn't believe in that moderating-the-grip-so-as-not-to-mince-shoulder, but hey."

Phineas looks up to meet his superior's gaze, trying desperately to smother the smile.

<> Phineas says "I don't think Phineas feels it right now."

<> Aron says "The price of peace is your death at Michael's hand."

<> Aron says "Oh wait."

<> Phineas splut.

Michael says, "Servant of War. Vassal of War. Keep on fighting, boy."

<> Aron *tud*. "A distinction!"

<> Demiurge says "Yeah. Michael is seriously pleased."

Phineas says, "Until the day I die, sir." He seems very serious.

Michael nods.

Michael turns back to Aron. "Did you want passage, Taroniel, or will you be leading this group?"

<> Demiurge says "Yeah. Phineas is now a Vassal of War."

<> Phineas says "Hell, he SALUTED me."

Aron considers. "Give us passage, Lord. My Bright Lady put some urgency on this."

Michael nods. His hand-gesture cleaves the air, and a gateway opens, with brightness behind it.

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