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located in Manus Luna, a part of An Elegy in the Ashes, one of the many universes on RPG.

Manus Luna

The last place in which life persists, a small floating landmass full of strange technology and culture. . . .

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Character Portrait: Nicoletta Ardente Character Portrait: Mikael Camael Samaet
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Mikael Samaet, the Angel.

Her shrugs solidified his thoughts perfectly - neither one of them really had a clue what they were doing. Mikael had feared this, for he had heard that two people with no real conversational objective tended to stand around in an awkward circle, trying to come up with something interesting to say to the other person. When the miss shook her head at his final statement, he was somewhat confused again, albeit a little more relieved. If she had nodded her head, that would mean he was coming off to straight forward, to which he would be apologizing for some time afterwards.



She waved her hand, dismissing his previous thought. You have no reason to apologize, given what I said; you had every reason to be straightforward. I was myself.” Mikael relaxed some, relieved that she was not offended by his manner of speech. The lady then continued on with something. “I never said I was sure that telling me your problems would remedy them, because it might not. But bottling them up doesn’t do much for your mental health either,” Mikael raised an eyebrow, his eyes clouding in confusion. Mental health? He had never really heard of this kind of health in real life. Sure, he knew of physical health, and the spiritual health with the Goddess, but it never occured to him that the brain had its own health system as well. Mikael made a note to ask later, since before he could she continued, pointing to her head.

Harmonia might be there to guide your spirit, but having a physical being near you who’s listening right then is different than that. Both are a means to an end, but at the same time, they provide different forms of comfort and aid. Even if your spirit is soothed by Harmonia, your physical or subconscious self might not always be—as a human is a human, sometimes the aid of another human is needed to absolve something completely. Mikael felt like something was tugging at his inner being as she spoke. As if the complete nonsensical speech she had just spoken to him... actually made sense. Was human contact something he was lacking? Could it really effect his physical and so called subconscious self? He pondered this for a second as the lady readjusted her stance, now crossing her arms at her chest. Mikael nearly missed her next statement, had he continued with his deep thoughts. People are flawed, and confiding in another flawed being provides a different sort of solace than confiding in divinity.”

Though her last statement sounded a little more heretical then he would have liked, it also made somewhat sense as well. Humans were flawed beyond belief, but he had always found confidence, strength and peace within confiding with Harmonia. Perhaps the reason these people could converse with each other so easily was because they all knew they were flawed. As the saying went, "Better the devil you know than the devil you don't." Or however that statement went.

“And to explain my ‘curiosity’ into your problems, the problems of a stranger; it’s not curiosity, it’s ‘concern. Mikael cocked his head to the side, but said and revealed nothing of how he was feeling. He was pretty sure that the root to her curiosity was just that, not concern, but he let her continue. I’ll be honest with you here; I’m like many people in the city in that I cannot stand the Following. However . . . Mikael gave her a furrowed brow of confusion and skepticism. He knew that the public relations of the church with its people wasn't always the greatest, but he had no idea that many people had disdain for the church. Was it because they could not accept the truth of the Word? Or was it for some other reason, the one that he had been fishing for? He gave it some thought, while barely listening.

“. . . .however, as I said before, you’re as much a person as anyone else, and I’d be shallow and an ass to go and hold onto hatred for you because of something which defines a deal many people. Stranger or not, if I see a person in some form of distress, I will worry about them, you are no exception.” Mikael could not understand a word she was saying, if he was to be honest. The miss was going about an ass - wasn't that an animal? - and about how shallow her hatred could be about something defining. It really made no sense to Mikael, and somewhat went straight over his head. Besides, hatred was shallow in general.

Now, before my little tirade, you looked as if you were getting antsy, I take I’m holding you up from something.” Again he was amazed at her perception - he was becoming agitated with the situation, and wished to be back soon. “Given this, I’ll shut up now, and let you speak. And know that if you do feel like talking to me about whatever, I’m willing to walk with you for a while so that you can be on your way. Also, my name's Nicoletta, not 'Miss Mikael winced a little at her crude way of saying that she would 'silence herself'. Could people not just be a little less profane? He gave a sigh, and then realized that she had stated two things to him that were quite important.

The first was that she had said that she would let Mikael speak. This made him highly nervous, because it was basically an invitation for him to say something, and it was rude to deny an invitation.
The second was that she had given him her name: Nicoletta. Pretty name, if he had to admit.

After a few moments of silence, he finally formulated a sentence. "There may be some truth to your statements, miss Nicoletta." Her name rolled off his tongue nicely, which was a change. That was all he stated on that topic, however, and moved onto the other. "Your inquisitions about my activities is quite impressive, as I do have a later engagement." It came time for another pause, for him to think about her last point - that she would walk with him. He was unsure if he wanted a lady walking with him, for it may give people the wrong idea about him. However, once it came down to it, perhaps he should try this 'socializing' idea and accept.

"I agree to your idea, Nicoletta." He took another breath, thoughtfully thinking on how he should word this next sentence. "I-I am headed back to the Church to deliver groceries and engage in an appointment with another." He left it this vague for a simple reason: Mikael didn't want people knowing he had a weak spot, somebody to exploit. Sure, the church could technically be his weak point already, but as this miss had already explained, Mikael was pulled down by a physical person as well. Who just so happened to be Abby.

Mikael grabbed the groceries once again, with a few people glancing at him as he did. He could easily assume that they had recognized him, which reminded him that he had yet to perform the simple act of returning his own name when she had given hers. He blushed and turned slowly back to he with his hair constantly moving in an unruly fashion.

"I am Mikael Camael Samaet. I am better known as Angel." Mikael bowed to he slightly, as was customary for a member of the church when they gave their name. (It was also customary to give their entire name, not just first names. Not sure why...)