I've Seen You Before...

[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
(EVERYTHING COMES INTO FOCUS, OH)

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Fast food. It was bad for the human soul and disgusting. Despite that, Ramiel found himself in a fast food store. The smell of the grease was enough to make his stomach do hurdles, and he looked rather out of place. The clothes he wore compared to the casual American attire made him seem like he belonged in a big business tower somewhere rather than McDonalds. Still, this was necessary. He was looking for someone, a woman, and he heard she was in the area. Ramiel figured that, since humans have to eat sometime, then this was a place to wait.

It may have come off as strange to the workers that Ramiel had stood in exactly the same spot for the whole work day, but Ramiel never thought twice about it. Angels were patient. Also, Ramiel didn't quite understand human norms just yet. It wasn't until closing time that he sighed and figured the woman he was looking for wasn't appearing today. It had been a waste of time, and he had a guardian job to keep after as well. It was fortunate that he had his brother with her, yet also unfortunate. Ramiel had hoped to separate them for his charge's own good. The only good thing about it was that she was in somewhat-safe hands while he was away.

The Archangel moved from his spot and turned to go before effectively running straight into an individual he had failed to notice. Ramiel made a loud gasp and stumbled backward onto a newly cleaned floor. The slick ground caused his foot to slide out and for him to lose his balance to where he tumbled down to the ground. His back hit the counter behind him hard and he gave a small grunt of pain. Something on the counter stirred and Ramiel looked up. He had looked up just in time for a bucket of the dirty water used to clean the floor crashed right on top of his head. Great...now he was soaked...with filthy water.

It took the angel time to process this. It'd all happened so fast. Then, his first thought was towel. He needed one badly to get all the filth off him. Internally, he was freaking out. Externally, Ramiel grabbed the bucket and lifted it just enough to where his violet-hued eyes peeked out from beneath.

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: He's watching you, Eve!
Music: Pushes Me Away - Linkin Park
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] Stupid poltergeist had to put up a fight and toss her through a stupid door. Eve shook her head, sure that there where still some splinters of redwood in her unruly mess of hair, and frowning deeply at the thought. She would definitely be feeling that tomorrow, and there was this cut with a wicked sting to it going down her arm now, yeah that was going to feel good when she finally got back to her dingy motel and showered. At least she had sent the damn thing packing, of that she was sure and the woman would be blowing out of town first thing in the morning. She needed food though, cleaning a house of it's evil spirits did work up an appetite and although Eve wasn't a big fan of the epic grease levels, McDonald's was right there, and she was a pretty big fan of their fries. Looking at her watch Eve frowned, she should hurry as they were probably going to close soon. Pulling into the parking lot Eve quickly parked her beloved car and slipped out, stomach growling at the smell of grease and other definitely-bad-for-you food. Not like she had to worry about growing old and having cholesterol problems anyway, hunters didn't have exceptionally long life spans. Grim, but at least she held no false pretense about the rest of her life or how she would die. But first, fooooooood. Tossing the door open and quickly barreling in she didn't see the stick figure that had been about to walk out until they collided with each other. Eve stumbled back, bounced off the glass door and nearly yelped at the sudden jolt, she had fallen against and been tossed into more then enough stuff today and man whoever this guy was going to get his ass chewed right the hell out as soon as she got her barrings. Taking a deep breath Evie was winding up to go off on the guy about looking where he was going when she was cut short, looking down at the guy who was covered in dirty mop water and looking up at her with the prettiest pair of eyes she had ever seen. The woman bit her lip, kneeled down beside him ad she pulled off the plaid over-shirt she had been wearing and hel it out to him as a towel. That looked all kinds of nasty and the look on his face was so freaking cute in that 'help me' sort of way that she couldn't stop herself from helping, "Are ya alrigh' sweets?" WORD COUNT: 447 MUSIC: Strange Attraction - The Cure WEARING: Dressed down WHERE: A mcdonalds NOTES: awww

[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
(EVERYTHING COMES INTO FOCUS, OH)

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The culprit who'd knocked him down had been a woman. Ramiel got a closer look as she offered her overshirt to him as a towel and inquired about his well-being. He cocked his head to the side a tick before leaning closer to inspect her. It would look like to her that he was quite confused, but he was in a deep concentration. He'd seen her before, but not in person. It occurred to him that this was the woman he'd had the vision about. Patiently waiting had brought her around to him just like he'd wanted. It was true that a human had to eat. If only they weren't so intent on a place like McDonalds.

It took a moment for him to react to her offer. Ramiel gave a small start as his mind returned to reality and he took the plaid shirt and wiped his face with it. It was an unseemly thing to do and he would've preferred a towel, but she'd offered up the shirt. It was better than nothing.

"Thank you," He said as he dabbed the filthy water away as best as he could manage. Ramiel returned the now soaked article of clothing and slowly stood. His vessel was still in a bit of shock from the ordeal as was the angel inside. Ramiel was not fit for the likes of Earth and its ways. He swore he'd be the first angel to suffer from a heart attack. "I apologize. I did not see you there, Miss. I was quite distracted."

Human conversation was not a strong point of his. Ramiel was also not good at the indirect kind of speaking. The easiest thing for him was to be direct, thus him saying, "I believe you are Miss Eve? My name is Ramiel, and it's of great importance that we speak together. I'm afraid you've been in visions of mine lately."

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: He doesn't understand how to be human just yet...xD
Music: [silence]
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] That shirt was probably ruined, or it would need one epic wash after all of this but she couldn't really bring herself to care about the shirt right now. Not like she couldn't buy another one later anyway, but what was really keeping her attention where his eyes. She'd never seen anyone or anything with purple eyes, maybe they were contacts? No he wouldn't be wearing glasses then if that was the case and he couldn't be any sort of evil nasty creature. Eve got that much just from the way he looked at her with that helpless puppy look, nothing that was mean and nasty was capable of that look. "It's no problem," She said and waved her hand in reply, taking the soaked shirt and holding it while making a bit of a face at how it was already starting to smell funny after soaking up that much nasty water. Holding it out a little and between her pointer and thumb she looked the stuck figure with the pretty eyes over, he really was just that, a damn stick figure. Eve had come across all sorts of people in her years off cross country runs, and he was the kind she liked to call 'scarecrow' or the ever favorite 'string bean' either worked, he was kind of cute though, "Yeah it's alrigh' part my fault too I guess, I don' even want dis stuff, but gotta eat something," Eve would rather have found a diner somewhere. "Uhhhh, yeah dat's me how do ya know my name?" Ramiel, she couldn't say she knew that name, even if for some really odd reason she felt like she had met him before. Then again Eve was sure that she would have remember someone with violet eyes, but then why did she feel like there was something familiar about the string bean? And whoa what was that about visions? Eve caught some greasy pimple faced teen staring at the both from behind the counter and frowned, both at his words and the unwanted eavesdropper. Grabbing his arm she quickly tugged the man, Ramiel, outside, still holding her wet shirt and just generally scowling she let go of the man and laid a and to rest on the butt of her gun, "Alright Ramiel, start explainin' dese vision or whatever, you a psychic or somethin?" She was automatically distrustful of the man, on alert now and ready to shoot him in the face if she had to because people having visions of you was never a good thing in her line of work.

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WORD COUNT: 469
MUSIC: No Games - Breaking Benjamin
WEARING: Dressed down
WHERE: A mcdonalds
NOTES: she got twitchy fast

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[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
(EVERYTHING COMES INTO FOCUS, OH)

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Ramiel hadn't expected her to be so rash. He made a small noise as Eve dragged him outside of the fast food store and outside before she began to demand things of him. He simply stared at her momentarily with a blank expression before glancing toward the gun he was aware she carried. While being shot wouldn't kill him, it'd be highly unpleasant. It'd put a hole in his clothes and be painful. No one ever accused Ramiel of not being a sort of wuss. Though, mainly, he was concerned for his clothes. He was wearing a favorite pair, which he'd have to thoroughly clean to make sure the dirty water was gone. He straightened his back and folded his arms behind his back in a professional sort of manner. Yep, he really wasn't into the human interaction just yet.

"Miss Eve, there is no need to be so mistrustful of me. Your hand on that gun is an unnecessary risk on yourself and others. I am an angel of the Lord, and an Archangel of divine vision and hope. My job has ended up twining with you, Miss Eve, and I assume that is why you are now in my visions. Your purpose for being in them, though, is still unknown to me. I've been trying to locate you ever since in an attempt to figure it out. "

He lifted a finger and continued with his explanation in the light British accent he held. It came from his vessel, but Ramiel found it honestly appealing. "In order to prove myself as a server of the Lord I am allowed to perform one, small miracle." With that, her gun appeared in his hand and he unloaded it. Ramiel couldn't have the bloody thing going off. Then, he snapped the gun in two without as much as a grunt of effort. Ramiel held the gun up to show her it was broken, then held it in both his palms and gazed down on it. The gun quivered, and suddenly reattached itself to become as good as new. It was better, even.

Ramiel handed the gun back to her. Unloaded. He was not fond of guns or their bullets. In fact, just touching the weapon had put bad feelings going down his spine. "I hope that is sufficient? "

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: BAMF moment
Music: [silence]
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] She paused, looking at him rather blankly as he spoke, not sure if she believed any of what he had just said but it sounded way to crazy to be made up. Real life always managed to kick fictions ass when it came right down to it, "You 'ave got to be shittin' me," It was the only thing that she could think of to say right now, "You're an angel?" That was one seriously unlikely looking angel right there, hell she had been mentally calling him a string bean and a stick figure, "Aren't angels supposed ta be androgynous and unbelievably beautiful?" He was cute in some roundabout way especially with those eyes, but he was not some blond Adonis with wings. "What sort of visions are we talkin' bout 'ere?" Visions, yeah they were never good when people were having them of you, that was something she had learned a while back in this business. She felt the lack of weight at her hip, that really was her gun in his hand wasn't it? Alright serious now, he did not have his hand on one of her babies........did he just snap Ivory in half? She tweaked, growled and shifted her feet, ready to lunge at him for what he did to her gun when he fixed it and she breathed a sigh of relief, still glaring at him though. "Don' ever do dat again," Eve said darkly, taking the gun back and looking it over, 'I wan' my bullets back, dey ain't cheap ya know," She deadpanned after a moment, sighing and holstering her gun, straightening her shoulders and looking him over again, "Alrigh' Ramiel, what do ya wan' from me and where do we go from 'ere?" She couldn't say that she had ever been in a situation quite like this one before, hell until now she hadn't been sure that angels really did exist. And he wasn't what she would peg her idea of an angel to be either, but hell her parents would roll in their grave if she turned down helping an angel just because he didn't match up with her idea of one. WORD COUNT: 387 MUSIC: No Games - Breaking Benjamin WEARING: Dressed down WHERE: A mcdonalds NOTES: Her guns are her babies >8I

[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
(EVERYTHING COMES INTO FOCUS, OH)

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Ramiel nearly scoffed at the idea of angels she presented. It was a human perspective, and one that was quite wrong. "We are celestial light unless we're in a vessel and are otherwise genderless beings." He gestured to the body he was in now. "This is a vessel. We must have permission to enter a being unlike demonic possession." That was what justified being in another individual's body, Ramiel figured. It was complicated to explain to humans such things as they tended to get iffy about things such as "free will". Father worked in mysterious ways. Ramiel had learned this when he'd recieved the order to watch over a demon. Now, he was trying to figure out what made his woman so important.

The vision was so...blurred. Ramiel did not quite understand what he'd seen. He couldn't really answer Eve's question about it. "The vision is...incomplete, for now. I did not gain the full image, but I am waiting for it. I simply knew that it was my job to locate you, and possibly to help. Is there anything you might need at this time? Any sort of mission you cannot figure out?" He was taking shots in the dark. Though, often, he was not wrong in his guesses. He wasn't a Keeper of the Akashic Record for nothing.

Where did they go from here? Ramiel didn't know where to go from here. He scratched the back of his head thoughtfully. He couldn't just take her with him. He was already babysitting two other people, who were handfuls. The best thing, maybe, was just to check in every now and then. "We should keep contact. I'll drop in to..." Check on her? What was he supposed to do? "Visit. We'll wait until more is uncovered before taking another step."

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: He dun know what to do
Music: [silence]
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] "Ooooh meat suit den, huh?" She looked him over, "Still a little on de invasion of de body snatchers side though," Good movie, well the first one, the next three and the remake weren't all that great. At least the angels were getting consent first instead of just jumping into someone's body through the poor persons eyes without warning so they could run around causing chaos. Still though, was the scarecrow really the first choice? He was cute at least, especially the more she looked at him, or the vessel that was to say. Cute and non threatening looking, complete opposite of the guys she was used to coming across. Eve thought about it, what the hell could be so important that an Angel was having visions of her? Couldn't be good, that she was certain of, "Um, no not anythin' dat I can think of right now," The woman shrugged her shoulders, "In fact I just finished de case dat I was working on, I'm definitely gonna be feelin' it in de mornin," She really wasn't looking forward to tomorrow, "Maybe its somethin' dat I come across later? I'm constantly gettin' calls for new jobs," That much was true, "In fact I'm surprised I 'aven't gotten a call yet, stick around I'm sure somethin' will come in soon," The woman nodded at his words, "Well dat's a good idea," Sounded a little odd, but hey how many girls had an angel on their shoulder? Still though she wasn't sure how she felt about random popping in from someone she didn't really know, "How about we go get some ice cream or somethin' maybe have a chat and get to know somethin' about each other? It'd make me feel better to have an idea about someone dats gonna pop in at random," She was the suspicious and distrustful sort after all, came with the job, so she was sure to take whatever precaution her gut warned her about. WORD COUNT: 341 MUSIC: No Games - Breaking Benjamin WEARING: Dressed down WHERE: A mcdonalds NOTES: Suspicious Eve is indeed suspicious

[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
(EVERYTHING COMES INTO FOCUS, OH)

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Most of what she said flew right over Ramiel's head. Humans were so indirect in their language! How he wished they could speak literally instead of figuratively. Invasion of the body snatchers? What on earth? It wasn't important. Ramiel shook his head clear of the thought and instead focused on her invitation for a human food called...ice cream. Ramiel's violet eyes glanced off to the side. He liked ice cream, though he didn't feel it necessary to admit. "What is there for me to tell? I've told you everything necessary."

Something told him that if he didn't go with her then all the progress he made would be for nothing. So, with that, Ramiel nodded to the invitation. Then he simply stood and waited for her to lead the way. It was she who wanted the ice cream, and so Ramiel would let her choose the location. He just prayed it was not McDonald's ice cream. McDonalds food was as terrible for the soul as it was for the body.

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: So tiiireedd
Music: [silence]
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] "Not exactly hip on the human way of things are ya?" Eve asked, looking him over once again as he spoke. An angel, she was still having trouble wrapping her head around it, a freaking angel was talking to her right now, had been having visions about her. She had been sure by this point in her life that there wasn't anyone watching out for her. Sure Eve believed that there was a god out there, her parents had made sure to teach her something of a religious belief, but she thought that God and any of his agents had more important things then to look after someone like her. "I don't know ya, so if your gonna be poppin in from time to time, I wanna know what kind of guy ya are, what to expect," She bit her lip, trying to figure out how to word things better, "In dis line of work, ya learn to be distrustful of just about everyone until ya know dem, and even den, still a little suspicious," It just went with the job after all, always had to watch your back when you met someone new, nothing was ever what it first appeared, that was just the plain truth. She smiled though when he nodded and accepted her offer, "Follow me den, its just a few blocks away," Eve said, motioning for him to follow as she started walking down the street, watching the people she walked past with more disinterest then anything else, "So Ramiel, what do ya do? I know dat angels were supposed to 'ave dere own special titles, or reasons for exisitin' least dats what I've read here and dere," Angels, it was all very curious to her, she wondered how much she knew about them was actually true, heaven knew he wasn't farting rainbows and he didn't have any feathered wings or a golden halo floating above him, granted that probably would have been the single cutest thing to have ever seen. The longer she looked at him the cuter he seemed to appear in her eyes. WORD COUNT: 366 MUSIC: No Games - Breaking Benjamin WEARING: Dressed down WHERE: A mcdonalds NOTES: sorry for the rambles

[Ramiel]

Suddenly my eyes are open
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"Hip?" Ramiel's brows furrowed at the way she spoke. "No, I don't believe I am 'hip' on anything...simply educated from years of observations and studies." The angel gave her a strange look before glancing up toward the sky. Heaven was not above the clouds like some humans wanted to think. No, only the vast expanse of Space was up there. The only thing they had correct was that all of this was Father's creation. Some of them didn't even have that right.


"What to expect?" Ramiel knew that there were many bad individuals about. He had run into a few himself. It was good to be cautious, but of an Angel of God? He just could not wrap his head around it. Just like she could not wrap her head around that he was an angel. The two were already a pretty comical pair. He followed her without a word and kept a comfortable space between them. Ramiel had a mission, and he was determined to get to the bottom of it. He wanted things to start making sense. As of late, nothing was making sense. "When in Heaven I am regarded as the Keeper of the Akashic Record. It is my job to keep the Record intact and safe."

Ramiel's expression grew dead serious at the mention of the Record. He took the job seriously, and even felt a little pride at guarding such an important part of Heaven. "Otherwise, I am often called the angel of hope and divine vision. My visions come straight from God himself."

As they stopped before the ice cream shop, Ramiel stuffed his hands in the pockets of his trenchcoat. "I would like some cherry ice cream." He said without missing a beat. "What is it you would like, Miss Eve?"

(WE ARE ALL ILLUMINATED )
Lights are shining on our faces, blinding

Tag: Eve
Notes: School tomorrow!
Music: [silence]
Credit: Song is Illuminated by Hurts. Template and graphics by moi.

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[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, outline: 3px double #2d2d2d; background: #ffffff url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/KATE.jpg) left bottom no-repeat; border: 0px; width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px 0px 20px; color: #000000;] Eve raised a row at him, biting her lip to bite back the chuckle that threatened when he tried using 'hip' in a sentence. He sounded comically stiff and proper when he spoke, "Yeah hip, means to really understand whats going on?" Studying and observing were different from actually different from understanding. Eve had studied Trigonometry back when she was in Highschool, but it did not in any way mean that she actually understood it or its inner workings. Which coincidentally she did not, nor had she ever actually have to use it during every day situations, take that teacher! She nodded to him, "Mhm, de only way ta stay alive in dis business is to be wry of everyone, even angels, doesn't 'elp dat I never met one before dat I know of," Since she had no prior experience with the beings, this was going to be a slow going, learning experience for her, and she was going to play it as safe as possible until she got a better feel for his character. Granted by all intents and purposes he seemed as straight as an arrow, nerdy and proper and all but boy scout-ish in the way he talked. Adorable too in a rather endearing way, but that was not were she was supposed to have her focus right now, "Akashic Record, never 'eard of dem, what are dey if you don't mind me askin?" Ever curious. "Angel of Hope, wow," She looked at him in a different sort of light, that was pretty damn awesome, it would definitely be good to have some sort of Hope around. Stopping at the ice cream place she smiled at the guy behind the counter as Ramiel ordered his ice cream, oh what did she want? Hmm, "Medium vanilla soft serve in a cone with rainbow sprinkles," Yeah that sounded perfect right about then and with that she handed the man a twenty to cover the cost. WORD COUNT: 339 MUSIC: Strange Attraction - The Cure WEARING: Dressed down WHERE: Ice Cream place NOTES: awww