Cordelia sat on the floor staring at the small bottle before her. This was it. Once she poisoned the God there would be no going back. It would take a giant step up to her rebellion. The other angels thought this was too much, but if the Gods started to feel some emotion that means guilt will filter in. Eventually this will lead to the end of the Angel Disease and the capture of innocent human beings. Cordelia especially didn't ask for this. When she first got her wings she tried to rip them off, but it caused to much pain. Now she was stuck with them. The angel ran her fingers through her brown hair and sighed. Her dark grey wings flutters a little, causing the bottle to tip over. The bottle rolled closer to Cordelia as it laid on its side. This was a sign. Grabbing the bottle, she stood up and saw her second in command staring at her. "What?" Her eyes searched him, but she didn't find anything out of the ordinary. "Still a chance to back out." She glared, her light brown eyes piercing into his soul. "Never" Without another word, she pushed past him and into the hallway.
The Council was at their meeting meaning that Cas' office would be open. She had a few minutes to get down their, mix the poison in his drink, and get out of their. Their meetings never lasted long considering there wasn't really anything to discuss. Using her new enhanced speed she took off trying to find the second more powerful God's room. Cordelia almost ran right by it, but she slowed down enough to hold the door. Walking inside she saw a drink that he seemed to have taken a sip from. A sip was really all she need for this to work. Moving over to the cup she poured the colorless and tasteless substance into the drink. Using the straw, she stirred the drink. Cordelia stepped back slowly to make sure that nothing was out of place. Once that check was done she ran out of the office. Luckily as a high class angel she was allowed to leave Eden whenever she felt like it. This was one of those times were leaving the Island of Eden was best. Cordelina flapped her wings and fled back to the mainland of Earth. She landed safely behind some abandoned building and joined the humans on their afternoon strolls.
Abigail was so done with her college homework. There was so much going on and it seemed like she had almost no time to do it. Her eyes flashed over to the coffee cup that was half empty. She didn't even really want it, it was just to keep from falling asleep on her history assignment. A frustrated groan escaped her lips and she roughly ran both hands through her hair. Maybe if she had eaten breakfast she wouldn't be so cranky. But she wasn't hungry. And since she wasn't hungry there was no need to eat anything. Picking up the coffee cup she sipped it slowly, trying to ease her nerves. But it wasn't working. She had class in about two hours and she was barely putting a dent in the work. "Why do I torture myself so?" she muttered before standing up. There was no point of forcing it. Her work was going to still be bad. Finishing the coffee, she walked into the kitchen and washed it. Her eyes gazed up at the clock. There was still time to do other things. If the studio was still open she could dance. That usually made her feel better.
It was decided. Abigail ran down the hall to her room and changed into dance clothes. Standing before the mirror, she adjusted her hair under the hat. Hip Hop was her favorite style of dance so that is what she would be doing. She stuffed her dance bag with water, a small towel, her wallet, and her bluetooth speaker. "Dan! I'm going to the studio. Don't wait up!" she planned to go to class right after wards. Just the way she was. Not like the class cared. She grabbed her backpack, after stuffing the contents inside, and walked out of the house. The dance studio was only a two miles walk and she liked the exercise. Plugging in her headphones she started listening to music. It was just something to have in the background. She was still very aware of everything going on around her.