009 | Anna Milton | [video & private]

[afallenstar]

It seems everyone's had quite the morning, so I'll keep this brief. If any of you think you might be the kind of powered up that can help figure out exactly what it is people are turning into, let me know.

In the mean time just...be careful, guys.

[[ Private to the Angelsibs and honorarysib housemate Chuck ]]

As someone [ see Gabriel, re: griping announcement earlier ] has mentioned already, there's something weird going on here. We're human now, completely, and Balthazar....
[ All in good time. ]

Obviously it's a little harder to keep in touch now, but are you all okay so far? No broken bones, stubbed toes, fatal injuries? Keep in touch, okay?

[[ Private to Fun Ghoul ]]

We have a bit of a situation here.

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[servingmichael]

I've been flying around since I woke up. Mostly.

[He got ride a werejaguar for a bit.

He's scattering glitter all over the porch too, though he ignores it to take Anna's arm. He doesn't nearly have an angel's strength, but he's still stronger than a human - but he's gentle as he takes it.]

What happened?

[afallenstar]

[ Tiny children should not be stronger than her, let alone tiny glittery toddlers with wings. It's disconcerting, but despite the appearance the child radiates a presence that is so very Raphael that it's hard for her to ignore. ]

It's complicated- [ She's hesitant to go into too much detail, at least until she's figured it out, and after a moment she just frowns at him, turns her arm just a fraction in his grip to face the injury away from his game. ]

Humans are fragile, forgive me forgetting momentarily. That's all, I'm working on getting it sorted.

[servingmichael]

You have more experience with the fragility of humans than the rest of us. Odd that you would forget.

[Tiny glittery toddlers with wings shouldn't also be so serious. But he doesn't fight her turning her arm.]

What happened Anna. And who bandaged it?

[The former is an order, the latter a question.]

[afallenstar]

Twenty five years isn't long. It's easy to forget.

[ Humanity makes Anna a bad liar though, it's clear. She can't even look him in the eye, choosing instead to fix her gaze somewhat relentlessly on the floor instead.

When the order is delivered though, she obeys. It surprises her, but she comes clean. ]

It was...Balthazar. He's struggling with this a little more than the rest of us. [ So maybe she's omitting information here and there, but it's for a good cause - she's trying to protect the both of them. Balthazar would never get over the guilt of eating Raphael, let alone when he looked as innocent as he does now. ]

As for the bandages... [ ...This is slightly less protective and slightly more embarrassment, but after some hesitation she continues anyway. ]

It's hard, okay? I'm right handed [ And that detail she genuinely had forgotten until the first aid attempt ] but seriously, I'm getting it sorted.

[ The old fashioned way, but sorted nonetheless. With few healers left in town, she's resorted to enquiring after Ghoul a nameless friend with a better knowledge than her of how to fix up human injuries. ]

[servingmichael]

No, but it's more recent than the rest of us.

[Yes it does and he cues to it.]

What did he do? What is he?

[He looks at it, then pumps his wings to get to Anna's shoulder level.]

Go to the sink, I want to look at it.

[afallenstar]

[ Agh Raphael, can't you just trust that she's handling it and drop it? He's choosing the most inconvenient time to be concerned about any of this, and she's all but tearing her hair out here trying to think of ways of keeping him out of the house. ]

No, we don't go inside. Not negotiable, no way.

[ As in she will test how strong those feathery glittery wings are by trying to drag him to the ground if she has to. Finally she rubs her over her face, the injured arm held at an awkward angle still so she doesn't knock it - Leviathan teeth are sharp, after all.

She sighs, blowing air sharply through her teeth, then points out in a direction away from the house. ]

Walk with me. I'll tell you, but only if we get away from here.

[servingmichael]

Fine but I still am going to examine that wound.

[He couldn't heal but he knew more about wounds and healing in general, simply due to being Raphael. He hovers around her height, waiting to follow her.]

[afallenstar]

Examine away.

[ And she will gladly let him...when they're far away enough from the house that Anna can find someone to intercept Raphael should he decide to ignore her demand request.

She keeps a fast pace, glancing occasionally to make sure he's hovering along next to her, and finally she turns sharply and takes a deep breath. ]

He bit me. Balthazar, he bit me.

[servingmichael]

I need to clean the glitter off me - so soap and water.

[He follows, stopping when she does.]

What is he?

[afallenstar]

[ She can't think about things like that at a time like this Raphael, so it takes a moment or two where she rubs her hands against her face before she answers. ]

The town hall, it's nearby and you can get deglittered to your hearts content.

[ She's tempted to power off again and leave the conversation there with no further additions, but he needs to know. He needs to know how dangerous Balthazar is, and how important it is that they help him. ]

...He's a leviathan.

[servingmichael]

Hardly.

[Glitter gets over everything but he'll at least be able to clean his hands.]

That's not funny Anna.

[afallenstar]

You think I'd joke about something like that?

[ Here's the thing: it's been a long ass day already, and it's only mid morning. She's already pushed to the limits, stuck in this fragile body and trying to keep track of everyone. Balthazar tried to eat her, Castiel is sucking people's sexual chi or something, Gabriel is human and probably going to do something incredibly dumb if someone isn't around the remind him that his body is pretty breakable these days.

So when she snaps back it's nothing personal, she's just really over this town. Still not enough to wish for home, not yet, but that doesn't mean she likes here much more. She all but scowls as she starts unwinding the bandage abruptly, hissing when she tugs off the part where the blood had started to dry, and she thrusts her arm out for him to see. It's not bad enough to cause permanent damage, but it's not a pretty sight either. There are some fairly deep gashes towards the centre of the large, sloping semi circle of cuts, and she raises her eyebrows as she stares at him expectantly. ]

Does it look like I'm kidding?

[servingmichael]

[Raphael's more than a little tempted to smack her hands off the bandage - honestly, how did Anna spend two recent decades as s human and not know a little about wounds? - but then decides to let her learn a lesson.

Until he gets a good look at the wound. And pales.]

Cover that back up and let's get inside.

[afallenstar]

[ It's dumb, but she's angry, and with all that's gone on so far she isn't all that concerned about keeping that in check. It all bubbles to the surface, and while she should feel more weird about yelling at a toddler (if anyone witnesses this, she'll look undeniably cruel) it's obvious to her at least that it's Raphael. She can see the sibling not the vessel, not visually any more but the memory serves well enough. ]

Inside for what? So you can procure me a sticker and kiss it better? Meanwhile Balthazar is left there, by himself, God knows what he's doing now, and no one is keeping watch? I think I'll pass.

[ It's been a while since she's actually had an outburst of anger, not as long as she's had her memories back at least, and it's actually quite cathartic. She does listen to one instruction, winds the bandage tightly around her arm again, but she turns sharply on her heel. ]

There's enough here to be done, I can't go on field trips. I'll find someone to sort this out, but you need to get the hell out of dodge. Fun sized meals are the last thing he needs.

[servingmichael]

[There's a good reason Raphael keeps such a tight throttle on his emotions, and even if it's more difficult like this, he still manages, more or less. But his face still clouds with anger.]

So I can rebandage it so you don't start bleeding again. I'm at least as strong as you are and I can fly out of harms reach where you cannot, so do not treat me like I am helpless Anna.

[afallenstar]

[ She's being unreasonable and she knows it, but logical thinking went out the window somewhere around the time that her brother tried to eat her, so he'll have to forgive her less than rational reaction.

Or not. She couldn't much care less either way right then. ]

Not helpless but certainly no help. I'll sort out my arm, find somewhere else to be helpful.

[ That is to say, buzz off. She's already poking at the communicator, finding the right person to ask about the mess that is her arm. She's already out of the house now, might as well get it tidied up before she actually gets back. ]

[servingmichael]

[ She is being unreasonable - but emotions make someone unreasonable, that's why Raphael worked so hard to stamp emotion out of the Host. Worse, she's being dismissive - if not outright insulting of Raphael's own talents.

And Lucifer isn't the only archangel with pride, even if he's far more secure in it than Raphael is his own. ]

Fine.

[ It's all but growled. ]

Of course you'd still prefer strangers to your siblings.

[ He doesn't wait for a response - just takes off. Luckily for the surrounding buildings, he can't fly as he normally does, or there would be far fewer intact windows. ]