Tajuh watched the proceedings in his machine with a bit of annoyance. He already knew that the Archangels, for the most part, were indifferent to this or wanted to defend their own and there was a very high chance that the only real retribution Tomoya would face is the guilt he had for all the lives lost. Besides, he knew from the Tokyo-3 incident that would be an extremely effective punishment.
Melethia tried to keep that hard glare on, but something about Gabriel's reaction drained the anger out of her. That and there was something about the man that seemed to resonate with her. She approached the extremely short man and put a hand on his arm and speaking to him in an unusually soft tone. "Mister... Please, just try ta make sure this kinda thing doesn't happen again from your end, okay? Just do that, please. It's all I ask..."She kept her head turned so the only ones that could see her quietly crying were her, him, and the Boss.
Slindis kept a extremely stern look on her as she addressed each archangel there, and they could tell from the powerful Aura of Good that she was an extremely experienced Paladin. [color=c20000]"I understand that none of you could really tell who I am, and to be honest, I don't know if you do care. The main thing I want each and every one of you to get from this is that the standards you all hold yourselves to have to drastically improved. I saw the requirements for that stone in the temple, and you know what? From what I've seen, none of you can successfully claim to follow those standards, and for the most part, each and every one you presume yourselves flawless. I implore you to hold yourselves to the highest standards, because you're supposed to be the example for what people should strive to be! Yet the only ones that seem like they at least try to hold themselves to that standard are Uriel, Gabriel, and Goenitz."[/color] The one fact that was still hanging in the air was the fact that they knew relativey little about what the Drow had done before arriving here.
Devon remained silent as the voice began to rage through his head again. Oh, he just gets to walk away to his loving fucking family after all of this? Billions dead, and the Bugzapper gets to go home to his mom, dad, and the smoking hot chick waiting for him? In a few weeks it's all gonna be A-Okay, then? FUCK HIM! FUCK THESE WASTES OF ETHER! IT'S JUST NOT RIGHT! HOW THE FUCK DOES HE GET OFF SO EASILY, HUH?! HOW!? HOW!? HOW THE HELL DOES HE GET TO HAVE A LOVING FAMILY WHEN SOME OF US ARE LEFT WITH ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY NOTHING!
On the outside, though, he appeared perfectly calm even if he was a bit worn out, though. For a brief moment, though, Teri focused on her fellow Author and saw the unadulterated fury seething within him, and Jegudiel could fully see what the young man was concealing, although it seemed as though she would keep it to herself.
Melethia tried to keep that hard glare on, but something about Gabriel's reaction drained the anger out of her. That and there was something about the man that seemed to resonate with her. She approached the extremely short man and put a hand on his arm and speaking to him in an unusually soft tone. "Mister... Please, just try ta make sure this kinda thing doesn't happen again from your end, okay? Just do that, please. It's all I ask..."She kept her head turned so the only ones that could see her quietly crying were her, him, and the Boss.
Slindis kept a extremely stern look on her as she addressed each archangel there, and they could tell from the powerful Aura of Good that she was an extremely experienced Paladin. [color=c20000]"I understand that none of you could really tell who I am, and to be honest, I don't know if you do care. The main thing I want each and every one of you to get from this is that the standards you all hold yourselves to have to drastically improved. I saw the requirements for that stone in the temple, and you know what? From what I've seen, none of you can successfully claim to follow those standards, and for the most part, each and every one you presume yourselves flawless. I implore you to hold yourselves to the highest standards, because you're supposed to be the example for what people should strive to be! Yet the only ones that seem like they at least try to hold themselves to that standard are Uriel, Gabriel, and Goenitz."[/color] The one fact that was still hanging in the air was the fact that they knew relativey little about what the Drow had done before arriving here.
Devon remained silent as the voice began to rage through his head again. Oh, he just gets to walk away to his loving fucking family after all of this? Billions dead, and the Bugzapper gets to go home to his mom, dad, and the smoking hot chick waiting for him? In a few weeks it's all gonna be A-Okay, then? FUCK HIM! FUCK THESE WASTES OF ETHER! IT'S JUST NOT RIGHT! HOW THE FUCK DOES HE GET OFF SO EASILY, HUH?! HOW!? HOW!? HOW THE HELL DOES HE GET TO HAVE A LOVING FAMILY WHEN SOME OF US ARE LEFT WITH ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY NOTHING!
On the outside, though, he appeared perfectly calm even if he was a bit worn out, though. For a brief moment, though, Teri focused on her fellow Author and saw the unadulterated fury seething within him, and Jegudiel could fully see what the young man was concealing, although it seemed as though she would keep it to herself.