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neutral_omensDate: December 26, 1999
Setting: The Lobby
Status: Public (Complete)
Summary: Raphael brings home a slightly odd pet.
For having met with a man who experimented with the demonic, was constantly on morphine and tended to smell like death in general, Raphael felt that their meeting hadn't gone too badly. There had been tea and cookies and a tree even. Faust VIII was a strange doctor, but a doctor at heart who (though extremely unorthodox) did tend to work towards a somewhat mutual goal. And deep down, Raphael felt that he was, at his core, a rather decent man whom he'd missed more than he cared to admit.
Dr. Strange had been right to suggest patching things up.
He had not anticipated, however, Faust's insistence upon giving him a 'Christmas gift' beyond his hospitality - no pun intended. When Raphael intimated his concerns about the tensions surrounding him, Faust insisted upon giving him a 'companion' to help look after the ward, deliver messages, guard what needed watching and serve as a supernatural companion.
Raphael looked down at the necromanced bone dog in his arms and sighed. He really couldn't have refused...
Then the dog began barking.
"Be quiet Frankensteiny," Raphael said, shushing him and walking towards his quarters as quickly as possible. "I don't want anyone knowing you're here before they have to..."
Setting: The Lobby
Status: Public (Complete)
Summary: Raphael brings home a slightly odd pet.
For having met with a man who experimented with the demonic, was constantly on morphine and tended to smell like death in general, Raphael felt that their meeting hadn't gone too badly. There had been tea and cookies and a tree even. Faust VIII was a strange doctor, but a doctor at heart who (though extremely unorthodox) did tend to work towards a somewhat mutual goal. And deep down, Raphael felt that he was, at his core, a rather decent man whom he'd missed more than he cared to admit.
Dr. Strange had been right to suggest patching things up.
He had not anticipated, however, Faust's insistence upon giving him a 'Christmas gift' beyond his hospitality - no pun intended. When Raphael intimated his concerns about the tensions surrounding him, Faust insisted upon giving him a 'companion' to help look after the ward, deliver messages, guard what needed watching and serve as a supernatural companion.
Raphael looked down at the necromanced bone dog in his arms and sighed. He really couldn't have refused...
Then the dog began barking.
"Be quiet Frankensteiny," Raphael said, shushing him and walking towards his quarters as quickly as possible. "I don't want anyone knowing you're here before they have to..."
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Date: 2006-01-02 11:53 pm (UTC)He glared back at the demon.
"And what's this but work? You cared so little about Him that I'm sure 'going on' was no trouble for you; but I would be destroyed. What I want is to remain secure - and there's only one way to ensure that."
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Date: 2006-01-03 12:35 am (UTC)He threw up his hands in disgust. "You know what? Go ahead and find out the hard way. See if I care. But don't say I never told you."
Turning his attention to the other archangel, Crowley said, "Uriel, I would like to speak with you whenever you have the time. I'll be around. Good day."