[h2]Barachiel[/h2]
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Barachiel found himself in a rock nearby the academy. His hair was sparkling with drops of water from the rain storms he dealt with for the last few days in different location. His wings were spread out coated on small drops of water and his eyes were shut. His shirt lay in a pile near him and his arms rested under his chin. He looked peaceful overall as he rested. A part of him wondered what all was happening with Hazumi and if he should seek her out.

Then again he was neutral. He would have to wait to see if she approached him. His wings slowly lowered and seemed to melt along the warmth of the rock. Sometimes he missed being simply just a battle angel. It was so much more simple then, but he was needed. A phantom soreness bloomed on his back causing him to wince. He could never forget that pain....the reason he was the way he was now. 

He shifted around his arms exposing the tattoo now on his arm. An odd thing to see on him but he wanted it. It was an interesting design and somehow added to the un earthiness that is Barachiel. The rest of him was the same as always pale yet oddly beautiful. Much like an opal. His eyes opened at a buzzing sound from a lone bee. It landed on his arm and sat there tuckered out from its long journey. A ghost of a smile graced his face as he gently moved the bee to his hand and onto a small flower in front of him. His eyes focused on the bee as he continued to air dry.