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neutral_omensDate: December 14, 1999
Status: Private
Setting: The Garden
Summary: Raphael and Gabriel have a chat
Raphael wandered the garden and eventually came to a bench, sitting for a while. He had never missed his celestial home so much as he had right then. Earth was corrupt and debauched and now, on top of everything else, rather lonely.
The angel hadn't talked to anybody, really, since finding out about Michael and Aziraphale. It felt like being stabbed in the back, finding out that trusted compatriots were willingly violiating a rule he scrupulously followed. For a long time he'd been so upset he'd refused to come out of his room and after resolutely ignored everyone around him.
Things were starting to get lonely, however. He'd only really been comfortable with his fellow angels and now he felt like he couldn't trust even them. Everything was tainted and everyone didnt' seem to realize how serious it was. He didn't want to get in trouble; he didn't want to disobey...
But Raphael wished he had someone to talk to, someone who understood.
He sat on the bench and looked up at the sky.
Home felt very far away.
Status: Private
Setting: The Garden
Summary: Raphael and Gabriel have a chat
Raphael wandered the garden and eventually came to a bench, sitting for a while. He had never missed his celestial home so much as he had right then. Earth was corrupt and debauched and now, on top of everything else, rather lonely.
The angel hadn't talked to anybody, really, since finding out about Michael and Aziraphale. It felt like being stabbed in the back, finding out that trusted compatriots were willingly violiating a rule he scrupulously followed. For a long time he'd been so upset he'd refused to come out of his room and after resolutely ignored everyone around him.
Things were starting to get lonely, however. He'd only really been comfortable with his fellow angels and now he felt like he couldn't trust even them. Everything was tainted and everyone didnt' seem to realize how serious it was. He didn't want to get in trouble; he didn't want to disobey...
But Raphael wished he had someone to talk to, someone who understood.
He sat on the bench and looked up at the sky.
Home felt very far away.
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