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Date: Febuary 6th, 2001 (immediately following Berith's arrival)
Setting: Berith's room, Raguel's room
Status: Private - Berith, Raguel [Complete]
Summary: Did you forget how it began? I haven't.

Planning to spend the entire day in one's room did absoutely no good if the thing that you wished to remain separated from was obviously close by. And he was. Berith could feel him, the edges of his consciousness, the finality of his voice, the blank watchfulness of his gaze.

He sat himself down on the edge of the bed, set his elbows on his knees and placed his head in his hands. He did not need this. None of it. He would have stayed in London, he would have kept his head down, he would be giving Aziraphale a piece of his mind the next time he saw him....

Berith didn't think about heaven for prolonged periods of time. It was a rule of self-preservation more than a feeling of loathing. He left it alone in that part of his mind where things could scar over and dull.

It didn't take long for angels to learn the idea of quarrelling, and once they had, they took to it like anything. The idea of disagreeing with each other became far too fascinating of a concept to pass up. Baraqiel didn't like it. Too much noise without much reason. Waste of time.

Which was why when a disagreement broke out between a common angel and the head of the Heavenly Choir, he set his mind to putting a stop to it.

"I will not hear of any new songs. We have our own songs. We will keep to them, for they were given to us when we were created."

"But surely if a song comes from my thoughts, it was given to me by Our Lord? I see no reason why other music should be unacceptable."

They had been going at it for time past reckoning. Baraqiel stepped between them and put up a halting hand.

Date: 2007-02-20 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
It wasn't hard to recognize the presence for what it was. Certainly it had been a long time since he had last felt it. Certainly it was changed, in some ways, from that which he had known. It mattered little.

In the stillness of that which he was rapidly coming to think of as his room, Raguel sat quiet and still, and if his heart wished to race or his breathing to catch, he carefully forbade them to alter any of their placid pattern.

Raguel's job was never ending, and although, sometimes, he felt as though his purpose was greater than the mediations to which he was constantly set, it was nevertheless true that he was very busy. For this reason he had already taken an assistant and was considering choosing one or two more. Tsadkiel was already proving a great help in dealing with smaller disagreements and complaints, leaving Raguel greater time to properly tend to larger matters.

Such as the disagreement that had broken out amongst the choir.

Raguel arrived, set to question and seek resolution for the disagreement, he found that another had already taken the initiative to do so. He paused, waiting, watching the other as he spoke.

Date: 2007-02-20 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
It was a fair decision, one which Raguel would most likely have given himself, although what impressed Raguel more was the ease with which it was spoken, the grace of it. Neither disputant found quarrel in the judgment, but also they found no quarrel in how it was given, or by whom.

Raguel stepped forward lightly, offering a smile of greeting to the other angel.

"That was well spoken," he said. "I could hardly have done better. May I ask your name?"

Date: 2007-02-20 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
"Perhaps," Raguel answered. "But it is given to us to be more than solely one purpose. We should be very flat personalities indeed were this not the case, and it seems He has seen fit to bestow in us more than that." His smile, still friendly, took on a hint of mischievousness. "After all, though it is not my function I, too, can sing."

He considered Baraqiel a moment, then added.

"In fact, I have been given permission to take on a few assistants, if I wish, for I find myself with more work than cane really be handled by one angel, function not withstanding. I am impressed with how you mediated that situation, and thought perhaps to offer a position to you, if you would be interested, Baraqiel."

Date: 2007-02-20 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
Raguel blinked once, and then laughed softly. It was not often he found another willing to joke back with him so easily.

"As well as some," he conceded with a dip of his head. "Though not so well as others."

Sensing Baraqiel's sudden discomfort, Raguel raised his gaze to the other angels around them. He'd hardly noticed their presence; he was quite accustomed to being stared at, as he had been almost unceasingly since he was created. Still...

"The matter has been settled," he told the watching crowd. "Do you not have something to be practicing?"

Turning to Baraqiel he said "Walk with me, if you will Baraqiel."

Date: 2007-02-20 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
It was good to have help. It seemed that every moment a problem of a new sort or a stronger disagreement had developed, and while some had rules already set which defined Raguel's actions and those of his assistants, many others had to be examined and addressed in entirely new ways. More and more Raguel found it necessary to speak to his superiors before acting, and more and more he found himself grateful for the help and quick thinking of his assistants, especially Baraqiel.

There was something about Baraqiel which Raguel found refreshing, and he encouraged the other angel to speak his mind and enter into discussion with him. Baraqiel seemed to enjoy their conversations as much as Raguel did.

Nevertheless, the first time Baraqiel came to sit with him Raguel was surprised, especially when he did not speak. But he was not unwelcome, and Raguel chose not to comment on it, neither the first time nor those which followed.

Date: 2007-02-20 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
Raguel frowned and looked up at him.

"I... hadn't given it much thought, actually," he confessed, surprising himself with the words. In all honesty he hadn't considered his preferences one way or another. It was simply that he had never felt that his presence was particularly desired by others. It didn't really matter to him.

"I enjoy your company," he said finaly.

Date: 2007-02-20 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weary-justice.livejournal.com
Raguel smiled.

He hadn't gone back, hadn't given himself the luxury (if it could be called that) of remembering, in a very Long Time. He didn't want to taint the memory of Baraqiel with...

But then, it had been already.

Raguel drew his wings closer about himself and sat alone.


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