(Okay) She noticed he was unconscious. Great. Joan dragged the boy into her hut, laided him on the couch, and went to bed.
Angel/Devil Rp (Since the other is dead)
Lucifer clapped his hands. A man appeared. "Can you show the messenger to a room and get me a cookie?"
Halo glanced at the demon before nodding politely.
"Don't forget the cookie!!" He called again.
\\\Time skip to the banquet///
Halo gulps nervously, his wings wrapped around himself as he brushes his pure white hair from his face.
The table was filled with many different kinds of food. The twenty Lords of Demons were seated, the Seven Sins were seated close to Luci, and the Messenger of God was on his right. "Well, lets have fun!" He called.
A roar of noise erupted.
Halo gulps, his eyes going wide before glancing around.
The food was devoured in seconds. No one able to speak over the riot. "QUIET!!!!!!" Lucifer shouted over everything. A pin rung out. "A messenger is here to speak to all of you."
Halo gulps softly before shakily sitting up. "The angels have been dying." He says, glancing around. "We're practically becoming extinct because rouge demons have been killing us off, one by one. God sent me to plead with all of you to find a way to stop this." He says, his clear eyes glancing around the room.
Many scoffed, one called out, "Not our problem!" but a few–very few– agreed that it was a big deal.
"BALANCE HAS BEEN THROWN OFF!" Halo roars, slamming his fists on the table. "IF THE ANGELS DIE, SO DO HUMANS AND WITHOUT HUMANS THE DEVILS WILL DIE. LIFE AS WE KNOW IT WILL DISAPPEAR WITH A SNAP OF FINGERS!" He clears his throat. "Which means." He says, calming down. "We all die."
A few morons still apposed to it, but Lucifer had called the Sins closer. "Death, is this true?" (You do death)
Death nods slowly. "The angel has a point." He answers, "If we are thrown out of balance, you all cannot survive… and I must do my job."
"Wonderful," He rolled his eyes. "THEN ITS OFFICIAL." He shouted at everyone. "ANGELS DEATHS ARE PUNISHABLE BY DEATH."
Halo blinks. Well then… I might actually get a promotion. He bows to Lucifer. "Thank you, sire." he says, glancing up. "We want nothing more than peace. And our balance to return."
The Fallen Lord stood up then. He was also a Fallen. "Lie, ripping angels from heaven and casting them aside is not peace. Peace is not a objective of theirs."
(ssssssoo apparently we're not playing games and I'm back. Since a time skip happened, do you wanna do something with Nate and Joan now?)
(They should be asleep still, since its late)
(Cool cool)
"He is right you know." Lucifer pointed out to the messenger.
Halo winces, "They lost their right." He whispers, biting his lip. He saw his mother fall from heaven, he saw his brother die. "Say that again. I dare you. I want nothing more than the war between Demon and Angel to end!"
"Maybe you, but not 'God.'" Many nodded their heads in return.
"I'm a messenger for him." Halo rolls his eyes, "Unless all of you are to dumb to realize that he's risking his own angels trying to make peace."
"One. You are the only one trying to make peace in fifty years." Huh, I thought it was more recent.
"He's sent others and they never came back. And how would it look if he sent an army, huh?" He sighs shaking his head. "Anyways, thank you, sire. The angels are sure to rejoice at the news that our people will be spared."
Grumbles are dislike were heard but no one aposed. The night was tense, and a fight broke out, but many had no problems. Soon it was over.
(GTG gn)
Joan woke up in her bed to rustling. The sun was bright, the oak wood cabin peaceful, and then a massive reminder of last night hit her in the face. Joan jolted from bed and flew to the living room to see if the boy was still there. Once she saw him she calmed, but Joan was still uptight. Leaving the room, she fled to the kitchen to start her healing potion for his wings. Now, how bad did he damage them? She asked herself as she brewed. Bad, she concluded.