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You aren't an angel anymore?

I have had no contact with any other angel for months. A large factor of being a part of the host is the connectedness to every other member.

I am just a man with wings, alone.

I haven't seen any other angels around in a long time, and I'm sure some may turn up.

The lonely angel.

I wonder where they have all gone to. I do not wish to go Home, because I know I will be scorned for my spouse and my son, for liing like a human.

Yes. I am lonely. I wish to be embraced like a brother.

I can understand not wanting to face judgment for things you did that you felt were right.

[He walks over towards Bel, and he places his arms around him.]

You worked so hard for everything, but you don't want to lose everything that you worked hard for.

Would it help if I let you feel me up?

Yes. Yes, it would.

[Which is two parts sarcasm and one part actually true -- Belphegor needs a damn hug, and this being who evidently thinks he's funny is coming off as an angel.]

And you are, brother?

Thank you. My actions do not need justification. Alone on Earth, I saught love; is that not natural?

[Bel melts into Jack's arms, his own wrapping around the small of the other's back.]

Do you think that is too much to ask?

It's very natural, I spent what seemed to be a decade on the planet of the Time Lords for the benefit of my own family.

[It has been awhile since he saw his old friend, and he's just going to be hold on.]

It isn't.

Ah, well, I recommend starting just under my shoulder-blades and working your way down at your own pace.

[What he actually offers out, though, is a handshake, smile charming and gaze visibly wary.]

Balthazar. I'm retired, though, so I may not count as angelic. Depends on your point of view.

I will keep that in mind for future reference.

[He accepts the handshake with a gracious smile.]

I suppose you might consider me retired, also. Most of the time I am simply a girl.

[And with that, the delicate-looking boy becomes a young woman, and said young woman draws a cigarette from her pocket and lights it with a thought.]

Belphegor. Angel, turned Prince of Hell, turned... not-quite angel again.

On Gallifrey? I thought that planet lost.

[Jack feels comforting and solid against him, so he'll stay wrapped up in his arms for as long as the other will let him.]

I hope not. I thought perhaps my Father judged that I have not done enough to redeem myself yet.

Okay, it wasn't the planet of the Time Lords. I took my family to live in the 52nd century for a bit. It seemed like it, the lot we lived with were a very educated people.

[He's no angel, but Jack sometimes feels like he might have wings tucked away. He smiles, and he pulls Bel in closer to him.]

I'm not sure about me ever meeting your father. I think there's a point when a man has done more than his share to prove himself.

Edited (ignore the planet of the time lords. ;>) 2012-11-04 21:57 (UTC)

Really? What did they teach you?

[Bel ends up with his face buried in the crook of Jack's neck. The man may not be a true brother, but at least he is a true friend.]

I quite agree.

They didn't teach me anything I don't know, but they gave my children a wonderful education.

[It was indeed sometime since he had seen his friends on Earth, but this is Jack and sometimes he just needs to wander.]

Then there's always a chance to do more to redeem yourself. I have done so much, lost so much, but I have done everything possible to redeem myself.

[He returns the smile politely, but seems a bit nonplussed by the abrupt change in shape.]

Is...being in a female vessel like being retired in some fashion? [If he realized how much he sounds like Castiel just now, he'd be embarrassed. Balthazar's more socially savvy, but angels are angels, after all.]

I mean, it's quite nice, but I've never had the opportunity.

When I was active soldier of God, my only vessel was male. For me, spending most time in my female shape is somewhat like retirement, yes.

[She looks a little amusedly baffled by the compliment, but grins nonetheless. It's good to be around family again, even if they are largely socially naive.]

Thank you? Anyway, shall we have a drink?

[She waves a hand and two glasses of scotch appear in the air. Taking both, she offers one to Balthazar.]

Edited 2012-11-05 17:48 (UTC)

How wonderful. How are your children, by the by?

[Bel smiles against Jack's neck. He knows all too well the man's nature.]

Jack, you have done much. I do not know of your past, but your current and recent actions are those of a good man.

They're getting old, and you will have to see them one day. I had fun telling them stories of the things that happened on Earth while they were young.

[Eventually Jack does let Bel go, and he steps back. He tilts his head to the side with the faintest hint of a smile on his face.]

I just tend to make bad judgments on lots of things, and as someone once said, I forget my immortality isn't extended to those that I love.

I would love to meet any offspring of yours, Jack.

[When he's released, Bel likewise takes a step back, something now more relaxed, soothed, in his posture. He really damn needed that hug.]

Someone else once said that to err is human. That you even try to redeem your every failure puts you head and shoulders above most of humanity.

I'm sure they will be delighted to meet you as well. They're getting adjusted to living in the. [Jack makes quotes in the air.] Stone age. I should of raised my family in the 1920's instead of the far future.

I know. I just wish that I was smart enough to avoid making the same mistakes. And with what's about to happen on Earth, I'm worried that I will make those mistakes again.

[ Zadkiel leans further back in his chair, frowning gently. The room, a psychiatrist's room (the modern disguise as necessity demands), echoes with the admission. ]

It's easier to fall than fly. You're not the first to express regrets to me - thank you for that, by the way, for taking me into your confidence. Unfortunately, such words are often accompanied by nothing at all, just empty promises.

Edited 2012-11-06 16:49 (UTC)

[Belphegor looks absurdly grateful to his brother, fighting the urge to reach over from the chair opposite and embrace him.]

Zadkiel... no, thank you for listening. What should my words be accompanied with? What ought I promise? What is it that I should do to feel, once again, worthy of what I am. Worthy of Father's forgiveness.

Hm. So how do you switch like that? It looks more like shapechange than dropping one vessel for another. [He'd be curious to experience a female body from within some time, but he's also extremely attached to his current vessel.]

Oh, well, a drink with a pretty lady? Who am I to refuse? [He winks and accepts the glass, but it seems to be more flirtatious habit than a genuine attempt to make a pass at Belphegor.]

Lucifer granted me the ability. The male form is a vessel; the female simply a glamor, though it looks and feels entirely real. See?

[She very deliberately runs a finger slowly down Balthazar's cheek. He's not the only one with flirtatious habits.]

So charming, to be in the company of such a gentleman.

[Bel smirks playfully, and winks back as the glass changes hands.]

[ There's a silly little flutter of warmth for such a look. It gives him such a keen sense of joy to help all those who need, and never so much as a sibling. Zadkiel has taken care of many brothers and sisters in his long life, and he feels honestly very blessed despite the occasional tax it weighs upon him. ]

Forgiveness is not a simple thing, Belphegor, at least not when it comes to what you seek. I know it sounds an obvious statement, and please do not take it as any disrespect, because I believe it is a statement that bears repeating. Constantly. It is a reassurance and a reminder that you cannot expect redemption to come as quickly. These days, Belphegor, more than ever, things have to just move so fast for the mortals. Instant gratification. But that's another topic.

[ The Archangel adjusts his glasses, then simply takes them off. He leans forward in his chair to stare at the other. ]

I believe you, brother. Truly, I believe you wish to come back to the house of Our Father.

What you're asking for is a journey, though. And the results do not lie solely within your hands. It will take patience, diligence, and temperance, virtues I know that Hell has most likely wrung thin within you. But it's possible, if you are willing to commit. It's not impossible.

[ He folds the aforementioned glasses, slipping them into his pocket. ]

Let me ask you this: Do you have faith, Belphegor? Faith in yourself? Faith in Him?

Ah, that makes sense. I've never met Lucifer. [And really, really doesn't want to, thanks, but he's being polite.

He tilts his head obligingly at the touch, chuckling, and raises the glass slightly, as if in a silent toast, before taking a small sip.]

I'm flattered, but I'm not much of a gentleman.

He is the most beautiful creation of Father I have ever beheld, but also remarkably childish. I once made a joke about his daddy issues and he suspended me over Hell's throne room for a month.

[Grinning around the rim of her glass, she takes a large gulp of the scotch without flinching.]

Even better; I have never been much of a lady.

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moving over to dw too i see. :>

not moving, I'm at both LJ and DW now. :> I missed you guys.

Too much not going right on LJ so we moved.

((I apologize in advance for my smartass muse.))

it's cool, I love Balthazar c:

how's DW going?

I like it so far. It's refreshing. :>

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Re: I like it so far. It's refreshing. :>

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still working out the aged up kids stuff. :>

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