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Date: March 19, 2000
Setting: Raphael's Room
Status: Private -- Mictain, Raphael, Adam (Complete)
Summary: Mictain loses the last of his patience.


Mictain was not very patient.

This was hardly a surprise to anyone. An angel's patience had always been a ridiculous concept to anybody who had known Michael. However, now that he was a demon, his even previously lacking patience was quickly disappearing completely.

Of course, like he had come to notice, when it came to getting revenge, his demonic side could be very patient indeed. However, as days went by and he didn't see a hint of Raphael anywhere, the demon's more passionate instincts overcame its appreciation of revenge. They sparked into life, demanding him to go and make good of his threats. Claws burst out on their own whenever he withdrew them, fangs refused to disappear at all, and no matter how many times he pleasured himself -- the feel of Raphael around him still fresh in his memory -- he still ached for Raphael.

Every and each one of his waking thoughts was about Raphael, and his nights were full of vivid dremas of hurting the angel, tearing him, wounding him, taking him, and claiming him as his, Mictain's, own.

Finally he could not take it anymore. Eyes flashing with crimson light he store out of his room, his destination clear.

Each determined step took him closer to Raphael's room.