(5:09:09 AM) codie: Samuel was a decent man. He was a scientist put in charge of a genetics project down at the lab. His current project was simple: prolong life. He slaved away with his team researching nature and the way animals have adapted, the way their genes change and evolve, the way chamalions blend in and cheetahs run so fast. The way falcons divebomb pray and the way stick bugs hide on branches. He was starting to get closer to cracking the key to human longevity. He was about to die.


Jude was getting tired of the bullshit. He had waited. He had sifted and hid and felt his way past the trash and the bullshit of having to live among the... humans. He had orders, but he was tired of dealing with the shit the way they wanted him to upstairs. Jude had a vandetta. Not against anyone in particular, but about the way he is made to handle his job. He was sick and tired of looking like them. Living like them. And it was his turn to change.

(5:09:29 AM) codie: Jude had followed Samuel home from work. The city was big, and Samuel had to walk. The two wandered through the streets, the sun setting slowly and the people shuffling along the sidewalks. Samuel stopped for a moment to take in the beautiful night and Jude took the opportunity. He hadn't stopped to think if there were anymore beings from his realm present, or any realm other than the one he was in, for that matter. But he did not fucking care. Not anymore. He leapt in the air and sprouted gorgeous wings; white, speckeled with silver, beasts in and of themselves. He unsheathed the most classic of all weapons, a fiery sword and, while still in the air, shouted:

"When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come pass the saying that is written!!:..."

With that he slammed down into Samuel's back, thrusting the sword down hard and twisting a little bit. He got right next to Samuel's ear and shouted the ending, "Death is swallowed up in victory!!"

(5:09:33 AM) codie: Samuel didn't see it coming, and wasn't sure what he was hearing, but before he could even think about it he fell limp and as Jude slowly removed the sword, Samuel collapsed to the ground, dead, as Jude soared up into the air and out of sight, perching on a nearby building and watching the crowd in hysterics.

(5:29:53 AM) Kate: "That seemed rather unnecessary," a female voice murmured, appearing in a small sizzle of black, purple-edge flame, stepping down from the portal, the smell of brimstone heavy on her; wretched and rotting. The woman--or so she appeared--was tall for her gender, and well proportioned (as she saw fit; no reason to shapeshift if it was going to be into a shitty body), and dressed in a long, black leather trench coat paired with tall boots and pants that fit her. She wore a hat over shaggy, long black hair, the brim wide and the head mangled. A cigarette dangled between her lips, the scent even more disgusting (and probably slightly distressing to an angel) than any ever felt on Earth.

With a flick of her wrist, Yusaf took the hat from her head and looked at it critically, poking at the head until it was in a slightly more uniform shape and then replacing it on her head, tugging at the front part of the brim. "You must be pretty damn proud of yourself, angel," she said, anunciating the phrase 'pretty damn proud' in a very human sort of way. (Demons were like that, weren't they? Human-like; unfavorable.) As Yusaf turned her yellow eyes toward Jude, the far side of her face showed, the cheek rotten and showing right to the bone of her jaw and teeth, smoke slowly slipping from the hole as she inhaled from her cigarette. Exhaling, she stepped down from the edge of the building, her shoes loud and dull.

(5:29:55 AM) Kate: "The pests will get you before I can," Yusaf mused, straightening the cuffs of her jacket, sighing quietly, the sound coming out strangely because of the large gap in the skin on her cheek. She looked to the sky, looking for the swarm of angels she expected any moment. Shenanigans like that would get you caught in a flash. If you were an underling, you would probably get sent right back, but if you had friends Up There, you might get lucky and just get suspended. "You're lucky policies are different now, you know," Yusaf mused, "Back in the day, you pulled shit like that, you get dragged away by those nasty little shadow bugs." She clawed her hands and moved toward Jude for effect, wiggling her fingers in an almost-menacing way, had it not been so childish. The "shadow bugs" weren't literally bugs; they had a human shape, but were very clingy and reminded one of a bug, the way they dragged their prey away.

"How does it feel to get away with murder, angel?" Yusaf knew Jude's name, but she would not honor him by using it. "Sure, it was in the Master Plan," she used the term with disdain and mocking, "but not so soon. And not so quickly." She laughed, "You really pulled some of that Bible bullshit down there, didn't you? Think trying to justify the means will get you some points with The Boss?" Yusaf smirked.

(4:57:42 AM) codie: Jude looked at the woman, the female as it may be said, got up, and walked away from her. He had no time for this. He noted the absence of her name and wondered if she knew? No, no one knew. She knows me as Jude. That's it. What a clever scheme! What a work of art! And it was. It was art.

Jegudiel was an interesting choice. The passive played offense. Jude looked down at his sword and looked back up, the sword changing to a whip. A crown appearing on his head, nothing special, just a crown.

"That's better."

(5:09:49 AM) Kate: Now, Yusaf could be cool, but she severely disliked being ignored.

"Hey. Hey! Hey, are you even--?" Her very pale cheeks turned a flush color in anger and annoyance. "Not even fucking paying attention," she muttered to herself. When not even this drew a response from the angel, she threw up her hands and spoke to herself in a high, amused voice. "Lord! He's completely ignoring me!" While Yusaf continued to complain about being ignored, the expected swarm of angels descended upon the Plane.

"Jude!" Micheal shouted, his presence an example of the direness of the matter. "What have you done?!" Several other angel drones swooped down to wrap the rouge angel in golden chains, chaining his wings along with his limbs down, the chains held by the other angels.

(5:15:09 AM) codie: Among the angels were Gabriel, Micheal and a couple of other archangels.
"Jegudiel," Gabriel started, a placid look on his face, "You know this is unacceptable. I can't believe you of all--"

Jude's body went limp for a moment and almost fell to the ground, but before the legs gave completely, it stood erect again and looked at the other angels inquisitively.
"Where am I?"
Gabriel noticed something was wrong at once, and him and Michael took Jegudiel, after exchanging knowing glances, and soared up and out of sight. The few of the angels followed, the rest vanished into the crowds to continue work, keep watch, whatnot. Everyone except Ramiel.

Ramiel stood strong. His blond hair flowing at his waist. He was garbed in emerald armor, lined in smoke gray, with an emblem sporting the image of a gravemarker with an inverted shadow of a sword in the shape of a cross in the middle.

"Wasn't that great?" Ramiel said halfway to himself. He had almost forgotton about the girl who was there with him. He really had no idea who she was, and didn't really care, either.
He stared at her, then turned away and started admiring the city, with a sarcastic glance of happiness.

(5:56:24 AM) Kate: Yusaf watched the angels fly away, almost complaining about their bird- or bug-like nature, but decided against it, considering there was still one in her midst. She looked to Ramiel's back. Self-important asshole. She looked to the sky, watching the angel disappear. She was drawn from her gaze by the angel's voice. She jumped slightly and then moved up to stand even with him.

She was not easily recognized only for her constant shapeshifting. Yusaf was hard not to know, and hard to track with those yellow eyes and black, purple-tipped hair. Those were constants.

"It was impressive, to say the least," Yusaf murmured, almost to herself. She didn't want to be ignored again.

(11:53:31 AM) codie: Ramiel stood on the rooftop. He didn't say much, but he talked to himself quite a bit. Things of what to do next. Maybe plan something big again, or just take out small projects from now on. Do some work for both sides, try and earn some sort of rep. But a rep comes slow when people don't know who you are. But a legend! A legend is who he could be! Then, even if or when revealed, people might not even believe! Well, a legend of past he already was. This whole starting a new image thing wasn't working out.

"Oh, hi, did you say something?"

(12:07:24 PM) Kate: Yusaf narrowed her eyes at Ramiel furiously and pulled back a fist that gathered black, purple-edged flame before it hit Ramiel's armored shoulder. Yusaf looked angry, but otherwise unaffected, from hitting the hard plate (despite its Holiness). "Oh, hi, indeed!" she spat and crossed her arms under her newly acquired chest, still getting used to such comfy bits at just the right height. (Yusaf was rather genderless in 'her' true state.)

"Some acknowledgement you have to an old friend!" Alright, so they weren't friends, but Ramiel certainly wasn't an archangel, so he was certainly not too good to know Yusaf. "You angels! All of you--got a bunch of nerve, the lot of you. God damn you all! God damn you!" Yusaf leaned toward Ramiel as she shouted this, knowing the words would sting his ears a bit, even if he was not quite as Good as others, who ears would bleed at such words. With a final bit of spite, Yusaf threw a few words in the demonic tongue Ramiel's way, sure to give him a little headache (as if the Mortal tongue wasn't bad enough). She knew he could probably do more damage saying Holy things to her, but she was sick and tired of all these passive angels. Fucking -bird- brains, that's what it was.

(11:53:38 PM) codie: Ramiel pretended to wince, but then cracked a big smile after not realizing he could hold it. He was in a pretty good mood. The fact that no one was catching on yet was priceless, and all of his plans were becoming slightly more focused. He knew what he eventually wanted to do, and this was a damn good start.

"Yeah! Yusaf, right? Yeah, what are you doing here?"
He half cared. He figured if he did make friends with her, she would be a valuable ally. She had already proven to be one who could hide in the shadows out of sight, but also creep in to full view only to make her self known as if she were the only thing to mattered-- and Ramiel was sure that's how she viewed the world... which could become a slight annoyance, but he'd burn the bridge when he crossed.

He looked at her with a slight smile. The kind of casual, almost suave smile that would drive anyone like her crazy. He perked up, "So..?"