Video | BACKDATED to early the 11th

[soul_sister]

[It's early Wednesday morning when a new video message turns up on the network. The nun seems to have none of her usual energy and the bags under her eyes are fairly pronounced. Flynn and Fluffy have likely put up with her pacing almost incessantly since dinner time last night, and even now she fidgets in her seat, fingers playing with an ornamental looking watch hanging at her neck.]

Has anyone seen Chrono? Short, grumpy, purple hair. He's usually with me.

... He might have been in some kind of fight, so I'll take anything. Or anyone to help me look.

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[soul_sister]

We'll get back to lying as an issue after this!

[She points at Kevin.]

Have you seen him? He didn't do anything stupid did he?

[senseandcecilbility]

[L-lying as an issue..

It is also sad that Kevin knows exactly whom she means.]

The demonic entity? Oh my, maybe he went back...home. They do that sometimes, you see. Our climate is a tad chilly for them.

[That is wonderful news! Best news since his arrival! But at least he manages to keep a consternated expression for her sake.]

[soul_sister]

...

He wouldn't. Not without something.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Please, sister. Stop cheating.]


...Something?

[soul_sister]

...

Something bad definitely happened. [There's a moment where she looks away, not really sure how much she should even clarify that... before going none at all.] If he got taken home, he didn't want to go.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Trouble with his peers. At least that is something Kevin can sympathize with.

And the poor nun looks so concerned. It is difficult to turn her down.]

...I-I will help you look for him, sister.

[Whyyyyyy.]

[soul_sister]

Really? [There's a relief so powerful on her face that there are tears edging the sides of her eyes.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin wonders, once again, what has happened to his life.]

...Really.

[soul_sister]

YES! This will go so much faster with someone who can fly!

[senseandcecilbility]

SIS--!

[He chokes on thin air and starts coughing desperately.]

[soul_sister]

EH! EH! [She thumps him on the back. Because that's what you DO for choking people.]

Are you okay?

[senseandcecilbility]

[This is going to give him bruises, isn't it?]

...S-Sister Rosette! If I start flying about the one who is going to be found is me.

[soul_sister]

[Love hurts. So yes.]

Ehhhh... Who would fight an angel though?

[senseandcecilbility]

[Demons, other angels, take your pick.]

You would be surprised, sister. I-I can sense when he is nearby. And I can move fast.

[And I might even freaking fly across continents, if push comes to shove, but I'm not telling you that.]

[soul_sister]

I guess.

...


We may have to go out of the city, if that's okay with you.

[senseandcecilbility]

...

[Well, that certainly puts him in a more confident mood.

Even if her sad face is breaking his heart.]

Very good, sister. I happen to know the country rather well. Should we start immediately?

[Before she has a chance to reply, he hurries behind the curtain to make himself more presentable, and cheats by transforming his chamber-robe into proper clothes and even a traveling coat.]

Is there any direction we should search first?

[soul_sister]

I haven't been outside of the city yet, so I really don't know which way's more likely for travel. [Or hiding a prisoner.]

Eheheh... I've never really been the woodsy type.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He offers his hand in a most charming manner, looking very much like an archetypical angel.]

Do not fear, I know Britain like the back of my hand.

[Or at least he used to, before the nuclear cataclysm. That said, he has a good idea where one might hold a demon prisoner. Those convenient sealing circles and leylines are easy to spot.]

[soul_sister]

[It is something of a testament to her concern that the sudden gentlemanly aura only causes a bit of a fluster as she takes his hand.]

Right! Good...

We'll pick choice locations first... if we need to do a longer trip, we'll need supplies.

[senseandcecilbility]

[This is real love, right there. The worst kind.]

Then off we go, sister!

[To the Yorkshire moors, probably. Maybe Emily Brontë was a sign from Heaven.

And yes, Kevin has seen weirder signs.]

[soul_sister]

[There is almost no describing how much better she feels now that she's doing SOMETHING. And furthermore something with a better chance than the blind rushing around she had been.

She lets him lead following at a half step. Her tone is lighter now.]

You are full of surprises, you know.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Oh no, a smiling nun. Kevin is genuinely happy for her sake. IF ONLY it was not for a demon, everything would be perfect.]

...Surprises?

[Being around angels like Michael, Raphael and Gabriel for most of his existence has caused Kevin to believe he is actually very commonplace. He has never been the most beautiful, the smartest or the most powerful of the four. He has been nothing but himself, standing on the North. And now he is irredeemably flawed.]

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[soul_sister]

Well. When we first met.... that is to say.... I thought you were kind of cruel and irrational.

[soul_sister]

But I know better now.

[senseandcecilbility]

[S-smiling nun.

...An acquaintance of mine called me cruel once.

[Angel of Cruelty, to be more precise.]

Regardless, I am very grateful for your lenience.