Archangel Gabriel

It was the phallic obsession that concerned me... The nuances of 'go fuck yourself' not yet having been established, the gene pools ultimately went on to be the ones who learnt which way to bend. So much the pity. The old days, gone forever...

#DominionRP: Issue with this account forced brief abandonment. Now sufficiently recovered, I am the only account to follow. -G

@FirstSonofMorn @Na0sGlass

<frowns...circumvented? Door opened?> <leans forward in seat, gathering himself and his power> <Door *closed*> <fortifies>

<sneers> Hello, brother. Burn me once... <reaches for the source of this intrusion by proxy> <a phantom tinge of departed spirit-Amber?>

<still, faint lilting whispers ghost and he'll swear there is a face behind them, on the fringes of memory> <hazy, time-worn>

<pings hearing above cycle's loud skipping idle> <visual and auditory, nothing but blowing sand and tumbleweeds scattered over asphalt>

<tosses hood, squinting intently into the distance>

<Over an hour out from Vega still, slams on the breaks, burning rubber in a tire hopping sway>

<cuts off own thought in a fish tailing peel out, leaving a cloud of black exhaust in his wake>

<swallows against the acidic clench of hollow creeping up his throat> <Vega within hours, if Michael wasn't there...>

<grit and grind of campaign, waging Father's will for salvation or damnation> <never so lonely as this, and he only had himself to blame>