Josiane’s Comments (group member since Mar 25, 2013)

Josiane’s comments from the The Unknown Asylum group.

Another part of Aravel's mind was keeping track of the movements inside the room, incase anybody tried to stop her from murdering the SOB named Dante.

"Let them be put to shame and dismayed forever; let them perish in disgrace > Ps 83:17 <," Aravel suddenly said seriously. "They have neither knowledge nor understanding > Ps 82:5a <, nevertheless, you shall die like mortals, and fall like any prince > Ps 82:7 <."

At another time, Aravel would have also laughed, but she was currently going insane outside.

Katie;Lips of An Angel wrote: "Luna gasps " Thats mean you know " Luna told Aravel"

((??))

Aravel paid no attention as she screamed out a prayer for deliverance from slanderers from a Catholic bible to Dante.

The words barely reached Aravel's subconscious. She was finally losing her mind.

She screamed out, "What shall be given to you? And what more shall be done to you, you deceitful tongue? A warrior's sharp arrows, with glowing coals of the broom tree! Woe is me, that I am an alien in Meshech, that I must live among the tents of Kedar." > Ps 120:3-5 <

Aravel teleported behind and roundhouse-kicked his butt, putting as much force as she could to slam him back to Earth.

She needed to make it fast, since using her former angelic powers without being properly adjusted to Earth would take out power from her shield against the human fumes.

Aravel leaped up. It took her wings a second to adjust to her weight. She flew after Dante.

((Aravel has a lot of psychic power that still remains unknown.))

Aravel grinned in mad satisfaction as she heard Matt's reaction.

Aravel, from the forest, heard Matt. Her frustration at Dante's mockery had forced her mental radius to expand. Aravel's PK also threw Matt against the room's wall.

Aravel felt her hold on her sanity, the only thing that was left of the original her, begin to fray. She let out an animalistic growl of frustration, as her own wings ripped from her skin.

They were not as white as they used to be, but they weren't completely dark either, since she was only supposed to be there temporarily. Soon, she'd have to turn completely Fallen, and the wings would turn pure black, corresponding with the amount of power she possessed.

Aravel ducked back, but her head still showed. She concentrated in the center of Dante's back, between his wings where his tickly place was, and pushed him hard with her PK.

But her wrists, ankles, and back, where her own wings were, tingled at the thought of being released from their prison of skin.

Aravel hid a ways back from Dante, studying him carefully, watching his every move like O.O

Aravel shook off Dante's arm. She glared at it, but her gaze slightly softened when she felt Dante's power. He was nephilim, neither man nor angel. A half-breed!

Aravel waited a few moments before following Dante out. Maybe he had a contact to the outside world, or even better yet, Lucifer!

((sure. since Lucifer is the original Fallen Angels, and is already a very dark angel, and he was God' second-in-command -- ultimately very powerful -- >according to Jewish mythology or something...<, he technically is already the king of the Fallen >or of any angel not part of heaven< !!))

Ryeleigh wrote: "Josiane wrote: "Aravel's eyes narrrowed, "I guess that you haven't met the proper One, yet. I know you have one, I can see it. You just need time. As for your other question," Aravel smiled, "I'..."

"Lucifer never forgets his promises. You'll see. He'll come." Aravel smiled and lifted her chin haughtily. "When he comes, I'll ask him to help you find your One."

Aravel drew away from Luna's hand. She had just formed a new shield from the human fumes, and she didn't want to push it's limit too soon. "Thank you. Know any good windows?"

Aravel was angered, but she learned that nothing good came from arguing with humans. "Lucifer is mine. He should have been the next God, but God resisted. He promised to come for me! He should be coming soon. Have you seen him?"

"Say," Aravel took the chance to ask the many people gathered. "Has anyone seen Lucifer?"

Aravel's eyes narrrowed, "I guess that you haven't met the proper One, yet. I know you have one, I can see it. You just need time. As for your other question," Aravel smiled, "I'm only an, as some of your kind would say, 'alien'."

Aravel heard Matt'd thoughts. "Pity," she said, not turning around. "I guess you've never been loved. What is it about you that people can't love?"

Aravel's face fell. "Lucifer should be the one in charge. He's the only one for me."