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Raziel

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a character in “The End of Days”, as played by WilPen

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{"The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.” }
- Anaïs Nin
O Death || This Is Gospel || Cousins || Death Valley || How The Mighty Fall

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|{Full Name}|
Raziel, just Raziel

|{Nickname}|
The Ol' Razzle Dazzle, or simply Raz

|{Wings Description}|
Raz's wings are very large even when compared to other angels. They dwarf her already deceptively fragile looking frame. Though her wings are primarily black, there is a seemingly random pattern of white and golden feathers intermingling. The strange coloring matched with the size give the illusion of the universe itself.

|{Name of Sword}|
Galizur

|{Sword Description}|
Galizur is a lightweight sabre. The curved blade, while appearing dull has the ability to cut through most things. One of the biggest downsides to the sword is that it refuses to cut through the skin of a human. Fortunately, Raziel agrees completely with this policy. They share a love for the humans that ignited the original bond that has grown into a deep seeded trust.

|{Sexuality}|
Bisexual

|{Role}|
Angel

|{Mentality}|
Though she has managed to avoid getting on anyone's hit list, Raziel will protect humans with all her might. She has a certain soft spot for them and she thinks they are amazing, fascinating creatures. Honestly, people take her ramblings about the mysteries of the Universe and the Creator's Secrets as a quirk and tend to ignore them, which she dislikes, but tries to shake off.




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{"The sweetest smiles hold the darkest secrets...” }
-Sara Shepard

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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
  • Raz will often readjust her wings, she loves the feeling of wind between her feathers.
  • She dots her i's with little stars.
  • Raziel has a weakness for rescuing stray animals. Some of the less human-friendly angels believe this includes her protectiveness of the race.
  • Is strongly susceptible to a brain freeze.
  • She refuses to curse.

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
Flying
With her large wingspan, Raziel has increased stability and can handle herself quite well in the sky.
Ambidextrous
Having dominance in both hands since her creation, Raziel can use her blade in either hand without loss of skill.
Natural Charm With Animals
Raz seems to have an attractive personality for animals. She can easily gain their trust and can understand them better than most other angels.
Photographic Memory
This pairs well with her speed reading ability, but it also sort of causes it. She has a very high retention rate when she sees or reads something.
Speed Reading
Due to her photographic memory, glancing through a novel will still garner the same or better retention than someone reading much slower.

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
Water
Raziel absolutely hates getting her wings wet, as this will hinder her flying, and will avoid water at all costs other than for hygienic purposes.
Slow Healer
Raziel's healing ability is far too slow for an angel. Sometimes minor cuts can seem life threatening.
Pain Intolerant
Maybe it's her sensitive skin or maybe it's her concern of slow healing, but it doesn't take much pain to incapacitate Raz.

|{Fears}|
øHuman Extinctionø
øBeing Killedø
øTortureø

|{Secrets}|
She doesn't like to sleep alone
She is debating on whether she should actively help the humans take down her brethren instead of just protecting them.

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{"It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed” }
-Thomas Moore




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|{Personality}|

Raziel is slightly detached from the rest of the angels. She is conflicted on what has become of humanity and what her brethren are doing to each other. Doing her best to stay away from the conflict, she often tends to appear air-headed or a little crazy. She recognizes what is happening, but will often change the subject when approached about her feelings for the humans. Sometimes she wishes that she'd disappear just let everyone kill each other. However, she cares deeply about her brothers and sisters and the humans they are meant to protect.

Raz is a quiet girl, not shy necessarily, but she's often lost in her own little world. Her calm demeanor attracts people of all types. She tends to be popular and can usually be found in the center of the crowd. Not often will she call attention upon herself, but at times she can be just as passionate as those that surround her. More often than not, she can be found daydreaming or writing in her Book of Mysteries.

Though she is often regarded as wise, Raz can be impulsive at times. She is patient with all creatures and doesn't let negativity impact her life. She is strong in who she is and takes change in full stride. Raz, despite coming from a race of warriors, is a lover and doesn't like harming others without reason.

Though her patience is seemingly endless, she does have her breaking point. It has only been reach a few times in her life, but she is not a force to be reckoned with. Once she has been angered to this point, her personality takes a complete turn. Irrational and acting on instinct alone, she will act with little thought of the repercussions.




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{"Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing them one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.” }
-J.D. Robb



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|{Likes}|

Animals Humans Parties Daydreaming Charity Flying Freedom Witnessing Kindness Rescuing Strays




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{"When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.” }
-Charles Baxter



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|{Dislikes}|

Fighting Being Angry Getting Wet Being alone Witnessing Cruelty Some Other Angels




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{"Lots of things are mysteries. But that doesn't mean there isn't an answer to them. It's just that scientists haven't found the answer yet.” }
-Mark Haddon

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|{History}|
Before arriving on Earth, Raziel was a good little angel. She was the keeper of the Creator's secrets and the mysteries of the universe. She loved her privilege of serving the Creator and it certainly showed. She loved the humans as she was instructed and grew to see their potential as the Creator had. When he left, she was devastated. Her ear was no longer full of the his words and she made her way to Earth, hoping to find another purpose.

On Earth, she's become the protector of humans, even the ones that don't appreciate her. She maintains that the humans are meant to be loved like God wanted, but the angels that have heard her say as much have shunned her. So, she keeps silent and moves among her brethren. Her purpose renewed, protect the humans.

|{Happiest Memory}|
Raziel's happiest memory is taking flight for the first time. The wind in her hair and between the feathers of her wings was amazing. There is no comparable feeling.
|{Saddest Memory}|

Her saddest memory is the first day after the Creator disappeared. She had no purpose without him and was not willing to fight the humans like some of the other angels.



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{"It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.” }
-Antoine Rivarol




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“SONG LYRICS”




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{"A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.” }
-Madeleine L'Engle


Character Dialogue || Goldenrod

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Raziel's Story

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The room seemed pretty peaceful from Ashlynn's point of view. He was leaning against the window sill with a cigarette to his lips like always. Such a awful habit he had taken up many years ago and never seemed to tried to stop had to be his smoking problem, for some reason he just found joy from the small stick of nicotine. "Isn't that bad for humans?" A small smirk and a one syllable silent chuckle released from him, how could he not after a remark of sass? "It psychological settles my nerves." Huffing out a puff of smoke he then turned to face the other voice in the room.

Raziel momentarily had her back turned to him as she fixed her hair. She was a beautiful girl, incredibly stunning in both mind and body, which in fact had brought Ashlynn to her side. Unlike some other angels she was kind and actually cared about humans, to the point that she was letting Ashlynn stay with her while he was undercover in the Aerie. The way the two had come together to this companionship was different, strange. In fact the two had met when he had first been kidnapped, she was the first angel to show him kindness on both of his arrivals to the Aerie.

"Sometimes I forget you even have emotions, Ashly." "I've just never had the urge to indulge in what you'd like to call fun." For a split second he had caught her glance at his reflections, before returning her gaze back at herself. It felt like she had been getting ready for ages, maybe because she was a woman. "It feels like you've been doing your hair for ages, Raz, will you ever be done?" At this remark she turned out to completely face him him with a warm smile. "I'll be done when I'm done, just wait." Like always her voice was always as sweet as honey and tasty warm.

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Raziel leaned towards the mirror again. She attempted to pull up her hair in a fashion that would disguise the fact that she had absolutely no talent when it came to arranging hair. This wasn't something that she would mind on a normal occasion, but today was different. It was the first step in what could potentially be a truce between Human and Angel. More immediately, Raz adored Masquerade parties, the feigned mystery and beautiful outfits tended to make the aura lighthearted and exhilarating. Her starry wings ruffled in annoyance as her crafted hair flopped around her shoulders once again, the clips scattered on the vanity at which she had been sitting.

Hearing an annoyed sigh come from behind her, she turned her body to face the handsome man that had taken residence in her room, which was an arduous task in the dress she had selected. Raz attempted a hurt expression, but utterly failed to keep the smile from her face as she insisted, "Ashly, I have half a mind to claim you just so I can return you." This was, of course, entirely false. She enjoyed Ash's company and his musings were almost always captivating, though on occasion he'd mention some human thing she had never heard of before. To the other angels, she pretended as though she kept him around, when in reality, he was free to come and go as he pleases. However, it made her endlessly happy when he chose to stay.

With a slight tsk of her tongue, she just let her hair fall in their graceful curls. "Give it to me straight, " she said as she put the mask over her face. The string was loose, so it slipped down her nose and around her neck. She let out a short burst of laughter.

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“Ashly, I have half a mind to claim you just so I can return you.” At her response and hurt look expression he on a false frown, “I'm so sorry, Ol' Razzle Dazzle, please forgive me.” As soon as a smile returned to her face and the light of joking sparked back into her eyes he sighed. “You almost seem so human to be an angel.” At times he had even forgotten that she was an angel that he was suppose to be serving at all times, though she never forced him to anything. He might have been undercover, but she could still control him if she wanted. Raziel was extremely sweet, as soon as Ashlynn had come back into the Aerie she made it very clear that they were friends and that he was free to come and go as wanted. Ashlynn found it strange how she valued their friendship, he rarely even showed her to much emotion, he would smile from time to time because he felt comfortable around her, but still he could not complete understand why. Besides the fact of her feelings for him he also happened to like her, he never let the words come from his mouth, but he too did like the bond and friendship they had in fact formed.

Raziel's ways could have almost brought a smile to the stubborn mans face, but in the end it did not. Her laughter was always nice to hear, moving and spiritual in a light hearted manner. “It looked nice.” This time he smirked at her, she had such a brilliance childlike tendency that he was growing accustom to. Not only could she joke around, but at the same time she acquired a mysterious glow surround by an ora of intelligence. “In all good fun you do like nice, you'll simply be the best dressed creature at this masquerade.” Raziel did look breathtakingly stunning in her dress. The colors complimented her skin tone and made her bright eyes shine even more brilliant. Compared to Raziel Ashly looked dreadful, all he was wearing was a regular tuxedo, his glasses, and his bangs well gelled back in it's usual swoop motion. “You better hurry before I leave you though, we're already late.” Looking her over one last time he took in another puff of his cigarette before putting it out and throwing it in a small trash can. “You're the only thing alive that I would allow to make me fashionably late.” With each word he said it appeared that smoke slower flew from his partly opened mouth.

Ashly was the type of person the always be on time regardless of most situation; he could allow himself to be late for Raziel. “I mean, it would be quiet odd for me to arrive without my slave owner.” Of course this was him kidding with her, expect his voice stayed very even with a hint of cockiness as always; the way he talked always made him appear as if he was serious and gave of the impression he thought he was better then everyone.

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"You seem so human to be an angel." The words were innocent enough, but the sad smile that flitted to her face was genuine. It was a fair statement she supposed. She wasn't like most of the other angels that lived in The Aerie and was more likely to be found with Ashly or another human. It is also true that some of the things that her fellow angels did infuriated her. However, they were still her family and she was still one of them. As much as Ash didn't seem to mind, it was just another obstacle in their friendship.

Almost as soon as a the sad grimace graced her mouth, it was replaced with a wide grin and a blush as his glowing compliments and threats to leave her behind reached her ears. "Why, my dear Ashly. I could never compete with your mysterious charm and well-fitted tux." Raz proclaimed as she approached her companion, finally taking in the sight that she had been glancing at in her mirror for hours. She never understood how he could look absolutely the same, but a simple change in wardrobe made him seem less scholarly and more dangerous. His usual attractive flair was enhanced in a way that Raziel wasn't certain she could understand. To keep her hands busy, Raz smoothed the lapels of his tuxedo. Then, just to annoy him, she pushed his glasses further up his face and tapped the end of his nose. Momentarily, she entertained the though of adjusting his hair, but dismissed the idea, lest she mess his up as well.

In reply to his attitude, she countered. "While I'm terribly flattered that you'd be late for me, I'm afraid tonight you have no choice. You seem to be my date and it would be incredibly rude to leave me behind. However, I think I'm ready" Raziel tightened the strings of her mask and replaced it over her face. With pride, she adjusted the height so she could actually see where she was going.

"My lady," Ash called with a slightly emphasized cockiness in his voice. He offered her his arm as he readjusted his glasses. Raziel realized as she took his arm that his voice had a slight rumble to it, as though he'd be a beautiful singer. She reminded herself to ask him to sing for her on one of the days that she needed to feign command over him. Despite not approving of the human slavery, those days were her favorite. She would ask increasingly odd things of him to see how committed he was to playing the part of a dutiful slave.

Leading the way to the party, Raz found herself getting increasingly nervous. With her luck, all her feathers would fall out before they even arrived. She was sure that Ashly had noticed the near constant readjusting of her wings, he had gotten hit in the back of the legs a few times as they were walking down the corridor.

"Sorry," she grimaced as he was hit once again by her twitching wings.

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By about the third time Ashlynn had been lightly tapped by the baby soft wings of Raziel he turned his head to her. “Everything is going to be ok, you act like you don't see most of these creatures everyday.” Everything he said held on to his normal pose, but it wasn't completely on the kind side. Ashly would never try to infer anything wrong with Raz's family; it seemed like he did from time to time without meaning to. He wouldn't always refer to them as angels, but creatures. At times he still found it hard to wrap his mind around the thought of such holy beings being vindictive, crud, controlling, and so many different things. Raziel could be considered an angel in his eyes, she was so kind and compassionate,

unlike her brothers and sisters. “Also, you're wearing a mask so if you do something stupid the others might not even recognize it's you.” Letting his attention drift he noticed they had arrived at the party. People were enjoying marrying making with large smiles and beaming eyes. It was also nice for to see all the humans that were also in the room. Some were partaking in the fun while others appeared to be serving and tending to their owners. As he was scanning the room he tried to find black wavy locks and electric blue eyes that would stick out at any twist or turn, but to his luck there was none he could point out, Maybe my brothers would pop up somewhere. Out of the trust he had gained towards Raziel he still tended to carry some secrets, his brothers being the main one. Ever since he had returned that had been his main goal, but for now he would have to push that side thought away and attend to Raz.

“Would you have this dance with me?” Without really waiting for an answer he held out his hand to her, took her hand in his, and then lead her towards the dance floor. When dancing amongst the others he held her firmly and tightly, but also managed to keep it graceful and comfortable. She was so graceful alone, a good dancer, light on her feet, and easily followed Ashly's lead. “I haven't danced since my junior prom.” The statement was more to himself, but he shared it allowed anyways. “This happens to be much better. When I went it was more by force. My b-” clearing his throat in a natural way he continued, “best friend wanted to go, but he was to young and had me buy his ticket. In the end we ended dancing the night away together, it was fun I guess.” A laugh like rumble came from him. Through his highschool years, and all other years, he wasn't big on friends let alone best friends. He had honestly taken his youngest brother to the prom. Of course the teachers knew it was his sibling, for whatever reason they allowed it. At first Ashlynn had turned it down, but with all the begging he finally caved with the excuse 'to get him to shut up', the real reason happened to be that he wanted to see his brother happy.

Wiping the thoughts of his past from his mind he knew that it would only bring him discomfort. “This almost seems normal.” As he comments he easily pushes Raziel away from his body in a spinning motion, then pulled her back in with a miniature dip. “At this moment it seems like there has never been anything wrong with the world.” Pulling her back up his facial expressions had changed into a tiny frown. Things were not good, how much longer could he pretend they were. Not wanting to ruin her night he plastered a fake smile to his face, “Would you like to get something to eat or drink?"

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The mention of food triggered a slight rumble in Raz's stomach. While it was far from ladylike, Raz was far from caring. This brought her attention to the fact that she hadn't eaten all day. In her flurry of getting ready, the meal that had been left out for her had long gone cold. The activity of Ashly's amazing dancing jump started her appetite and she found herself famished. "Food would be wonderful."

As she followed Ash's graceful body flow through the dancing couples, her thoughts were brought back to his statement. Ashly had mentioned the anonymity of the masks, each angel's wings were as unique as a fingerprint and her large wings were anything, but subtle. While Raz loved them, they often made her doubt the goodness in her heart. Most angels had brightly colored wings, hatred and evilness made them turn dark. Raziel's had always been as dark as the night sky for as long as she could remember.

Shaking away the thoughts, she graciously took the food offered to her by Ash and eagerly began a new conversation to keep her thoughts at bay, "Having fun yet?"

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“Having fun yet?” Even cold hearted Ashlynn couldn't lie about the fact he was enjoying his night, he wasn't about to completely tell it either. “This night happens to be quite fancied by me, I'm hoping it's the same in your opinion.” This night could have more perks, like him seeing Leslie or maybe even Tessa.

Nevertheless he was finding himself parched, picking up a cup he set it to his lips and let the light liquid spread within his mouth. After he swallowed down the lack of taste drink he sighed from refreshment. “So what do you think will happen after this? We'll go home and sleep? Wake up in the morning like nothing bad ever happened?" The thought was silly enough to make him produce laughter in the back of his throat and shake his head no lightly. It was stupid that the angels assumed all humans would want this, he felt like little then half of other humans could barely tolerate the angels. Ashlynn was one of the few that would try so hard to contain hard feelings against them, but could easily melt. He was still a very Christian man, he still knew angels were heavenly, but yet he was still forced to watch how hostile some were. Looking down at Raziel he smiled, just another reason he could gave to love the angels, but his stubbornness would never tolerate such things, nor would his pride.

“Looks like someone's nerves have calmed down, after they got the chance to stuff their face.” Seeing Raziel relax but him a little more at ease, he wasn't really shaken up to begin with. It was different knowing he was within the Aerie undercover, yet him wasn't worried about caught, maybe because he was so relaxed with Raz. Reaching out he slid his hand down her soft wings, “At least they're no longer tremblementpause“seems this food is bringing you some center.” Without even realizing it he seemed to have picked up on the language he had been so use to talking with at home, French.

Grinning loosely he still allowed himself to smooth out Raziel's wings. "Out of everyone's wings I'd have to find yours the best." In Ashlynn talk that meant, You're the best. He was to find of compliments, especially not direct ones; beating lightly around the bush was fine with him.

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Seeing Ash have the slightest bit of fun always made Raz's night. While she certainly didn't know his entire story, she knew he didn't have enough enjoyment of his short human life. His life would be the blink of an eye to Raziel, but she wanted to help make it happier. Besides, he offered her so much entertainment, that it was all she could do to attempt the same.

Ash's comment brought Raz's thoughts to the future. "If only our feuds could be solved so easily." Raz changed her gaze to the small pinwheels on the plate before her. For a moment, she considered going hungry, the artful confections looked too good to eat. Food was the easiest way to get to Raziel's heart and the chefs a the Aerie knew her by name from her various visits to the kitchens.

"What are these delightful things?" The prospect of new food allowed her to find a temporary reprieve from the nervousness that had plagued her. She smiled up at her companion and urged him to take one for himself after she had greedily devoured a few. Embarrassing and hardly ladylike, yes, but she certainly felt better afterwards.

“Looks like someone's nerves have calmed down, after they got the chance to stuff their face.” Ash's quiet comment brought a blush to her face. She regretted not being a better representation of her brethren. Her behavior since arriving to Earth had been far from angelic, but the snacks had been delicious and she was always eager to experience new things.

The minute his strong hand touched her wings, a small shiver ran through her body. A small sigh escaped her lips as she smiled in pleasure. The soft caress of her wings was akin to a relaxing massage after a long day. It was nearly sinful. Despite the wonderful distraction he was causing to her wings, she heard his lapse into French, another thing Raz enjoyed about him as most of the humans spoke exclusively English. The rattled Raz was still able to see some form of compliment from Ash and it only served to deepen her smile.

"Oh Ash, if I'm not mistaken that was a compliment." Her voice was slightly breathless, but she managed to still sound confident. "Are you sure you're feeling alright?" she added after standing on her tip toes to place her hand his forehead.