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Post by Kip Valentine on Nov 15, 2008 18:38:27 GMT -1
(cont after park thread with Adina?)
Kip was making no headway in his studies. Not since he found out what he was. He felt he was destined for some greater purpose. But what?
Wandering around the forest, he found a tree, and started to climb up it. Nestled on a secure low branch, he leaned back, and stared up at the sky. "What do you want me to do?" he yelled at the sky. Angry at God for making him confused. Then he felt that burning in his shoulder blades again and growled agitatedly.
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Post by Lucifer on Nov 16, 2008 9:23:25 GMT -1
As if out of now where, a voice came to answer, "He will not answer." Lucifer smiled and his body formed from the shadows like black liquid silk, until his form was apparant and he stepped toward the nephilim. Lucifer could not control the demons, he could not control Angels, but fallen and the offspring of his brothers, that was another thing completely. Lucifer knew how to play human nature, and nephilim were very much half human.
"hello there."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Nov 17, 2008 17:12:56 GMT -1
Kip looked down at the figure that seemed to appear out of no where. He glared at him, and that pain in his head, flashed some indistinct darkness, and the weight of power made Kip feel submissive, he gasped and clung back to the tree. "Who.Are.You?" he stammered, still slightly glaring at the stranger, "How long have you been there? What do you want?" he didn't even hear that the stranger said that God wouldn't answer him. Somewhere deep down, Kip already knew that. He'd asked the question to God before, and didn't get an answer, why should this time be any different?
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Post by Lucifer on Nov 17, 2008 20:59:49 GMT -1
Lucifer moved forward even more so, approaching the Nephilim. For a creature so unholy this one had an air of deep religious values around him. Interesting. Dressed in a simple pair of black leather trousers, his long black coat left open showing his bare chest he smiled toward the man.
"You know who i am..." He smirked, "I am the son of Morning, the once left hand of god...he said let their be light and i did his bidding and brought the sun to you all...and now...Now I am much much more..."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Nov 18, 2008 18:21:10 GMT -1
Kip glared at the man, "Look, demon, devil, what ever you are, I don't want anything to do with you. I'm going to seminary school. I'm a good person, no matter what my father did. He chose to fall, I won't. I won't make his mistake." he spilled the words out before he could stop them. It was obvious that this man, no, he wouldn't say his name, knew what he was, so why try and hide it. Though it was obvious in this little admission he hardly believed himself that he had what it takes to be a priest anymore.
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Post by Lucifer on Nov 18, 2008 20:48:37 GMT -1
Lucifer stepped forward again, that annoying, gloating smile spreading across his face as she looked at the nephilim. His eyes turned black, like some one coated them in oil and he laughed a little,
"Who are you trying to convince Nephilim, me or yourself?" he said smugly. "If i were you i would stop worrying about what your father did and what your mother did, human's are the greatest sinners of all...it's your human side you should battle with, it will lead you astray..."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Nov 18, 2008 23:49:31 GMT -1
Kip felt convicted, he winced, feeling that indisctinct darkness flash before his eyes again. It hurt, like being burned, but it felt freeing like the feeling one would feel from jumping off a bridge and falling... falling. He shook his head and clung to the tree, "No" he whispered. He didn't like this man, he was putting weird images in his head. He couldn't breathe. "Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen." he prayed, eyes shut, as if willing the man, demon, devil person to go away. Or trying to exorcise the evil from within himself out, try to pray the nephilim nature away so he can go back to being human, go back to being a servant of god. Being Normal.
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Post by Lucifer on Nov 21, 2008 8:08:59 GMT -1
The son of the morning laughed then, his eyes flashing pure black like oil across silk. Why did they always pray, did they think their prescious god listened. Hardly! Junk email, thats all they were.
"Blah...Blah..blah..." Lucifer chuckled and paced around the nephilim, "There was a time i knew all the words, to all the prayers....some i wrote myself...but that is all they are...words...created to give hope when in fact, your god does not listen. Heaven is closed my friend, to you, we will see more of each other, whether you like it or not...what human soul you have inside you, belongs to me....Nephilim.."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Nov 24, 2008 19:21:36 GMT -1
Kip shivered. "Liar!!" he screamed and then made a movement that revealed that his nephilim powers were indeed growing and when they got to full power, he would be a force to be reckoned with. He jumped from the tree, but it looked like he was shot off, and could have taken flight but he didn't, he only landed on his feet, in a graceful crouch before he stood to full height. "I will never belong to you. Never! Do you hear me, Demon? Now get away from me!" he demanded, voice full of command and fiercely sharp with anger and rage.
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Post by Lucifer on Nov 24, 2008 20:04:51 GMT -1
Lucifer erupted in laughter then, shaking his head at the young man, "Demon? My, my, they really do teach you nothing in sunday school do they. If you think me a demon then i pity the day you cross paths with real hell spawn..."
He kept the smile on his lips and took a step forward then, his height matching the other mans, his liquid black orbs looking directly into the eyes of the nephilim. "Can you not see, you and I are of the same mold, we are so close to the doors of heaven, our angelic side rippling near, and yet we are forever cast out...Well...I chose to be cast out, you on the other hand..."
He pushed his face so that his nose almost touched the other mans, "...God does not want you."
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