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Gabriel felt all the powers rallying together against the beast which he rode. It’s fearsome cries echoed in his feet, so-much-so that Gabriel was briefly offset during the God-Wolf’s last moments. The angel stopped in his tracks, midway down the beasts back, when he realized that Fenris had no fight left in him. Suddenly, the furry ground Gabriel stood on fell from under him, he was steady one moment, in mid-air, once again, the next. Gabriel tried to look behind him, turn, contort, anything. The fact was, the angel was too surprised by the felling of the wolf-god, and it all happened so fast, that Gabriel could not change the outcome of this current flight. He landed on his neck, his legs falling over him. Gabe’s pistol was knocked out of hands, slid down the side of the beast to the ground; Gabriel’s consciousness went with his pistol. He fell a great deal behind where he’d been before, and he rolled on impact, so the angel’s body began sliding off of the furry body, onto the tail, which led his unconscious form down a hill and into a spiny thicket.

Gabriel was only slightly awoken when he was pricked by thorns. He woke up in a halfly jostled state, his arms coming in front of him and getting wrapped in the thorny stems. Once he realized where he was Gabriel steadily began removing the thorny plant life wrapped around his arm, he chuckled to himself as he thought of the similarity of events tonight. He’d been launched into the air on several different occasions, and two of those times he was knocked unconscious, trapped in some kind of web. A thunderous trembling shook Gabriel from his work, the skies spit forth the playacting of Armageddon in some relentless last joke. Gabriel was frightened for a moment, it appeared as if the B&H group had failed.

A moment later the skies cleared, and then, as was the constant state of Ardgroom, the place was quiet. Gabriel quietly made his way up the hill, his bare chest lifting and falling in the moonlight as he made his way back to the place where his new friends should be. He reached the broken stones at Ardgroom in a tired slump, confused by the lack of a giant, god corpse. He fell to his pistol on the ground, lifted it, and began reloading it. He lifted his head to the dark night sky solemnly, the stars called his new human curiosity to their sparkling nature. Gabriel smiled as he thought of nothing, and was just beckoned by the impossible promises of the stars.

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Great post, Deamon. I'd like to have something up by tomorrow.

EDIT: There is one note I have, Deamon. I believe that you implied that Mark had knowledge of the picture that I described, the problem is that that particular image is for a completely different case, as of yet, unrelated to the Buffalo Butcher. Mark would have no knowledge of it.

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happy birthday, Hellis!

I'm going to have to delay my post until tomorrow. Unexpected business came up irl today. Awesome post , AH. It helped me think of some things to for the post.

Also, really sorry for being so absent lately. I don't want to just give excuses, but I can promise it'll be turning around and I'll continue posting at a constant rate.

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Hoping to get a post up tomorrow.

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AmongHeroes said
How are we all doing today? Such great posts recently, and hopefully more soon to come. Has anyone seen the new Planet of the Apes?

I'm going to go see it later today with a friend.

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EliteCommander said
Well, I'm still not entirely sure what role would be most suitable for Sarel. What kind of role do you think would best suit him?

I don't really know. He has a familiarization with the seas, and boats. He is a skilled fighter and tactician. I don't know what kinds of officer positions are available on a boat to be honest.

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Dredigan said
We're not really 'close' but we've known eachother for several years. I know that we can say we'll keep in touch all we want but at most we'll comment on eachother's facebook statuses and say happy birthday once a year. It's sad but oh well, I just wanna spend some time with him before he goes because he really has been a good friend. I'm not gonna go on about it, I just wanted to let you guys know why I will be breaking my otherwise frequent pattern of posting.

No issues, we're pretty laid back here.

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EC, I know this will be a pain in the ass, but could you put Sarel's designation in the last post as well. I figure, if I respond with Serge, it would be so short and dumb that it wouldn't even be worth writing.

I can send you something that he might say in response to Sharee and you can stick it in the post so that it's not awkward.

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Dredigan said
Me too! I have all of today and tonight and some of tomorrow to post, after that I'm going to be gone for at least one night, maybe two but no more than three. My friend is moving across the country and I'm going to be spending some time with him since I may not ever see him again.I'll be able to keep up with the OOC via mobile (possibly, it depends on if I'll have wifi access or not) but I won't be able to post.

Have fun with your friend! I know what it's like to have a close bond with someone and then lose them because they move. You try to keep in touch, but it's not the same.

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I just wanted to keep things active, so there's a post.