Rosiel opened his eyes to find a woman looking down at him. She spoke, though her voice sounded distant and slurred to him, though he was sure that she wasn't drunk. After staring at her blankly, he realized that it was Faye. She had heard his calls and found him. He noticed that he wasn't lying in the wet snow anymore, either. His head was in her warm lap and she was holding both of his hands with hers; he could feel that warmth, too.
He was wondering why she was holding his hands when he felt the energy of a water elemental around him. At first, he panicked; a water elemental? Here? But then, he realized that it was Faye; she must be trying to heal him. The spell was reasonably powerful, however it wasn't very effective on an Angel. He was sure that it had helped his body a little, but he didn't feel any better.
The Angel found himself looking directly into Faye's eyes. Everything else about her was a blur, but her eyes weren't. They were a brilliant blue color, with a variety of swirls in them. Dark blues, light blues, sky blues, navy blues, royal blues, all blended and twisted together, radiating around her black pupil, where he could see himself reflected. Rosiel had a stupid look on his face; his eyes were only half-open, and his mouth was slightly adjar. To himself, he looked drunk or as if he'd been thwacked soundly upside his head.
He had felt this way before one memorable time.
It was when he had first met her.
The Angel had found himself on the ground from the savage kick of the captive Demoness. She was found hiding in a burned-down building by one of the soldiers under his command. Rosiel was a Captain; he had been promoted very recently. On his first assignment, he was sent out to investigate a report of some Demons possibly hiding in a small, abandoned town area.
The town was cleared of Demons several hundred years ago, and never really repopulated because of how close it was to the Angelic boarder. The buildings were built in a tight-knit network of blocks, and it was very easy to ambush Rosiel's group. Rosiel decided that it would be safer to coax anyone hiding out into the open.
He ordered two of his Angels to set fire to the first two buildings, being pretty certain that no one was inside of them, and banking on the fact that anyone inside the other buildings would assume that they would burn the rest of them, and run out to surrender rather than die.
Rosiel's plan worked, for the most part. One of the Demons was pleading for them to stop before someone got burned. A woman couldn't get out or wouldn't get out. The Demon was so upset that they couldn't understand which building she was in, so they all split up to find her quickly. One of Rosiel's soldiers found her, but she wouldn't come out with him. It took several of them to get her under control, and when Rosiel had come up to her with the intent of soothing her and telling to calm down, that she wouldn't be hurt, she kicked him in the stomach and sent him flying backwards, because he wasn't expecting to be attacked.
She dragged the two soldiers holding her back and actually made it all of the way to Rosiel before they could restrain her properly.
And so, there he was, lying on the ground.
And then again, there was Faye. Not the Demoness, just Faye. Faye and her water magic.
Warmth.
And Confusion.
He was wondering why she was holding his hands when he felt the energy of a water elemental around him. At first, he panicked; a water elemental? Here? But then, he realized that it was Faye; she must be trying to heal him. The spell was reasonably powerful, however it wasn't very effective on an Angel. He was sure that it had helped his body a little, but he didn't feel any better.
The Angel found himself looking directly into Faye's eyes. Everything else about her was a blur, but her eyes weren't. They were a brilliant blue color, with a variety of swirls in them. Dark blues, light blues, sky blues, navy blues, royal blues, all blended and twisted together, radiating around her black pupil, where he could see himself reflected. Rosiel had a stupid look on his face; his eyes were only half-open, and his mouth was slightly adjar. To himself, he looked drunk or as if he'd been thwacked soundly upside his head.
He had felt this way before one memorable time.
It was when he had first met her.
The Angel had found himself on the ground from the savage kick of the captive Demoness. She was found hiding in a burned-down building by one of the soldiers under his command. Rosiel was a Captain; he had been promoted very recently. On his first assignment, he was sent out to investigate a report of some Demons possibly hiding in a small, abandoned town area.
The town was cleared of Demons several hundred years ago, and never really repopulated because of how close it was to the Angelic boarder. The buildings were built in a tight-knit network of blocks, and it was very easy to ambush Rosiel's group. Rosiel decided that it would be safer to coax anyone hiding out into the open.
He ordered two of his Angels to set fire to the first two buildings, being pretty certain that no one was inside of them, and banking on the fact that anyone inside the other buildings would assume that they would burn the rest of them, and run out to surrender rather than die.
Rosiel's plan worked, for the most part. One of the Demons was pleading for them to stop before someone got burned. A woman couldn't get out or wouldn't get out. The Demon was so upset that they couldn't understand which building she was in, so they all split up to find her quickly. One of Rosiel's soldiers found her, but she wouldn't come out with him. It took several of them to get her under control, and when Rosiel had come up to her with the intent of soothing her and telling to calm down, that she wouldn't be hurt, she kicked him in the stomach and sent him flying backwards, because he wasn't expecting to be attacked.
She dragged the two soldiers holding her back and actually made it all of the way to Rosiel before they could restrain her properly.
And so, there he was, lying on the ground.
And then again, there was Faye. Not the Demoness, just Faye. Faye and her water magic.
Warmth.
And Confusion.
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