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Post by Kip Valentine on Sept 19, 2008 20:44:00 GMT -1
Kip released her wrists and set his hands flat on his lap. He was trying to figure out what to say next. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. "So what happens to me now?" he asked. "I take the fall, let my wings sprout, find some tutor and let whatever secret powers I have grow?"
Another nervous laugh, "Tell, me what should I do now?" he ran his hand through his hair again. Opening his eyes to look at her, waiting for her to tell him what to do. Should she say 'jump' he would, without a moment's thought.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Sept 21, 2008 19:11:02 GMT -1
Autumn gave a shrug of her shoulders, "I don't know, I'm not really an expert in these things..."
Well, she kind of was, but normally when it came to stopping his kinda from causing harm. She took a deep breath and tried to go through what she could possibly say to ease him. He was obviously in conclict with himself and that was one thing Autumn hated to see.
"You're going to have to take one step at a time, you'll notice more now, the shadows of this world and the supernatural, maybe try and find another nephilim?"
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Post by Kip Valentine on Sept 22, 2008 14:37:59 GMT -1
"I think I have." Kip replied looking away. "And something happened. It was weird, like dark light in my head or something. I was overwhelmed." he replied referring to what happened to him at the garden with the fallen angel of love and seeing that random guy sitting at the bench. Kip sighed and shook his head, then rolled his shoulders again, he thought of the memories in Autumn's mind, he looked up and gave her a serious look.
"I could fall" he said, "Fall and see if I do have wings like you say, that would confirm this whole thing. I mean you say one thing, and it could still not be true. My mom is a witch, I could be developing witch powers, but if I am a nephilim, then, I would fly, if I don't fly and I just fall then ... " he shrugged, realizing that he would be dead if he didn't fly.
Deep down he had a feeling that he would fly,that his wings would sprout to save him, but he was secretly hoping they wouldn't and he would just fall and come crashing to the ground in a mass of bloody bits and bones.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Sept 22, 2008 18:48:21 GMT -1
"I would not suggest jumping off buildings to see if you can fly...It takes nephilim time to come into their flight, if indeed they ever do.."
Autumn rubbed her eyes and then her aching neck. She was beginning to realize helping nephilim come out of the closet so to speak was hard work and not really in her duritsiction. But she was involved now and she was not one to turn her back on some one. Ever.
She lowered her eyes and sucked on her bottom lip, unsure as to how to continue this conversation. She was way out of her league.
"I think you should carry on as normal, you are a man of faith...are you not...you should ask council with some one other than me..I feel a little useless to be honest."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Sept 23, 2008 15:04:07 GMT -1
"Useless?" Kip asked. "You work for the Vatican. Aren't you a woman of faith?" he asked, sitting up and rolling his shoulders again. "Tell me, what did you mean about your employers, the Vatican, not being kind to people like me? My race you called it, which I now know you mean Nephilim." he replied. "Do they think that we are evil, something to be exterminated?" he asked.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Sept 23, 2008 20:21:34 GMT -1
Autumn frowned and the shook her head, "I do not dismiss faith and god, but i have my own demons to bare, and i am very...very far from being relgious.."
She had been brought up catholic but in her time with the army and then working for the fifth she had seen things that made her, not hate, but dislike relegion. Too many things did not add up in the bible leaving her to have a jaded view on it all. She brought her hand up to her lips and tugged on her lower lip, thinking on how to answer his questions.
"I believe we should be judged on our actions, and so far i do not see you as evil, you have done nothing wrong, the vataican have similar views, though of course they will always see the fallen side of you where as i see the human side."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Oct 1, 2008 19:37:33 GMT -1
Kip sighed and threw his head back against the couch, and closed his eyes. He fidgeted his fingers, like they itched to run over the prayer beads that is the rosary, to seek guidance in his usual way. But he couldn't, not knowing what he was, part of him had betrayed god already, part of him was fallen and corrupt and evil and depraved, while the other part was born from a woman fascinated by such darkness. What was he supposed to do now? How could he overcome what nature keeps thrusting up on him.
He sat up with a roll of his shoulders, it looked fluid and natural as one movement, but at the same time it made him look very non-human, like that was a very nephilim thing to do. He leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. It was like he couldnt sit still for too long, that nephilim energy surging through him, he had to move, something, tap his foot, something, just movement.
"Who are the fifth?" he asked, staring with a pensive frown at the ground, twiddling his thumbs so fast it looked like they themselves would take flight.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Oct 2, 2008 18:59:03 GMT -1
Autumn kept her eyes on him, for some reason more and more nephilim were arriving in London. She never took anything as just chance, there had to be bigger powers at work here.
"The fifth are the organisation created by the vatican to keep all supernatural incidents and creatures hidden from the human world, we make sure mankind doesnt see, hear, witness anything out of the ordinary, and if they do, we make sure no one believes them."
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Post by Kip Valentine on Oct 2, 2008 19:43:43 GMT -1
"Make sure no one believes them, like how do you do that? What if I found out what I was in public and my wings just popped out in the open in front of loads of people, how would you control that many people? How can you just take away their belief in somethin like that, or make them seem crazy? Better yet, why would the vatican go through such lengths to hide the supernatural world, I mean the supernatural is close to some sort of higher power, on some form of metaphysical plane other than our own, won't it deter people from god knowing that parts of the world being hidden like this?" he rambled, then gave Autumn a piercing look, a look that was so nephilim there wasn't a shred of humanity in it, it was judgemental and critical and harsh, but it only lasted for a minute and then it was gone.
"Were you supposed to kill me?" he asked.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Oct 2, 2008 19:50:26 GMT -1
Autumn shook her head, "Mass panic, thats why.." Autumn glared at Kip then, "Look, if you have questions about ethics, and what you are...go ask the vatican...you have questions i really can no be bothered to answer..."
Autumn always got defensive about the Fifth, so many did not understand that sometimes, it was better not to know the truth. She had seen the horror, the carnage created by people who found out the supernatural world was real, death, destruction, loss of faith, loss of everything.
"And i'll only kill you if you kill a human, or make yourself known, or cause trouble..." Autumn smirked.
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