Post by ISRAFIL on Oct 13, 2010 1:46:30 GMT 8
[/size][/font]None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfil,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell),
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of her voice, all mute.
ISRAFIL
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[/size][/center][/font]Israfil had appeared in an open park in the state of Kansas. There had been a disturbance that had caught her attention. Demons had gathered in this area for some reason and she wanted to know what was going on. She would then later tell the girls the plan or her orders. She had her archangel weapon out just in case in was a fallen angel or a turned one.
She was unemotional and so her face was straight with no movement. Her outfit was a black top with a leather jacket over and her pants were as well a dark blue color and tight on her but she didn't care. Her human charges the female Winchesters were her priority as well as giving order back on earth since she was an archangel. She noticed dead bodies as she walked deeper into the park still holding her weapon in hand.
She sensed none were breathing. This had to been a bad sign of either Lucifer or high powered demons getting ready to make war with both sides. Israfil then stopped in her path sensing something near as she stood in the middle of the field of bodies. She wasn't the cause of this horror but, someone was and she would find out who.
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Tag: Open
Word Count: 213
Notes: Not my best work but, I will do better.
