[img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/609868990009049090/611044837952716810/jean1.png[/img] Time : Past-Midnight Location : Near River Kingdom Interactions : @[@princess][@Alivefalling][@MissCapnCrunch] __________________________________________________________________________________ His eyes opened up slowly under his coif as a hand touched his cheek, he felt pain everywhere in his body, and that his body was shifting tightly as his legs shifted under some unknown force. He gripped his hands on the dirt as he screamed out bloody murder, some of the ground rumbling around him and rising to the uncontrolled emotion coming from the man. He felt his body stop in that moment as a face appeared above him, one that was tailored to the hand on cheek. His voice died down after a second as he saw the golden aura that came from her, and seeing blurred sheets behind the girl, "angel." he whispered softly, his hands out on either side retracting to try and touch the face of his savior. "Deliver me to Saint Peter my kind angel. Lead me to the Pearly gates so I can see my bastion of my salvation for my dreams allude to the hell which I thought I was in." Jean-Luc, took deep breaths as his pain was being balanced out by the amount of adrenaline pumping through his veins. "Salvation from the darkness... my words are the proverbs of this holy light, may I know your name Angel and then send me back to earth and I will build cathedrals with your form and face carved into the stone and lit by the windows of the golden face which baths me in its beauty." The man was completely out of his mind at that moment, or was he. The only thing to strike his vision was the golden embrace of a young winged maiden to face him in his time of peril. "Bring me to my feet and give me the weapons our lord has provided my fraternity of holy warriors. For I will stand in honor and vigilance to the one and true god. To protect and serve." He coughed up blood, which more or less shut him up when he saw it plume from his mouth like a volcano, and the foam that stopped breathing from his lips. Most of the bleeding inside had mostly been healed, but due to his monologue which would be hard to stop, but he would not, and would probably regret that later. As well as his lack of listening skills.