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Azael Drammer

"He has guided me to my love, I can follow her from here."

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a character in “The Hôtel De L'Amour”, as played by twi-twi

Description

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"Surely He meant for us to be together, and He wanted to test my devotion to what He has set forth for me."


Full Name

Azael Drammer

Nick Names

*Angel

*Demon

*Traitor

*Az

Age

Looks to be about 20

Roles

Him

Likes

~Amara

~God

~Being Good

~Being Bad (on occasion, but becoming more frequent.)

~Religion

~Music

Dislikes

^Keeping Things From Amara

^His darkening mind

^His deal with Satan

^Atheists

^Sinners


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Appearance

Azael has a dark, chestnut brown shade of hair. He tends to keep his hair short and styles in it a fohawk, dissheveled, or spikes it up. Rarely does he not style it at all. His eyes used to be a very light brown, but since his deal with the devil, they have become so dark they are almost black. He teeth are perfect and he has no blemish on his skin. He used to keep his face very clean shaven, but lately he has taken to letting his facial grow to stubble, giving him a gruff look.

His frame is very thin, his jaw bone and cheekbones being very prominent in his face. He is slightly muscular, though not overly so. He stands at a height of 6"1' and is approximately 160 lbs. His skin tone is a slightly pink shade, but rather pale at the same time.

Tattoos/Scars/Piercings

Azael is an angel, so he does not believe in tattooing or piercing his body. His scars fade very quickly, so he has none.

Race

Angel, slowly becoming a demon.

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Powers\Personality Traits, Ticks

Azael has massive wings that are slowly changing from his pure white to an ashy color that he can hide in his skin and let out on will.


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Personality

Azael is quiet and kind, preferring to sit back and listen than anything else. Often times, he puts others' needs before his own, not really caring what happens to himself as long as he can take care of others. He is very perceptive when it comes to how other people are feeling. His main interest is to serve those around him, helping any way he can. However, lately, this golden soul of his has been deteriorating. His kindness sometimes turns to a sarcastic and biting comment. His listening ear seems to make him become easily bored and restless, blowing off what people say. His selflessness has begun to go away a bit. His perception of people's feelings is now being used to hurt others further, but not often. When Azael realizes his dark actions, he feels very bad about it and disappears inside of himself, his thoughts consuming him. Normally, Azael is very dependable. However, lately, that trait has been disappearing as well.

History

Azael had been an angel of God all his life, serving Him without question. Even after the Fall, he had remained loyal to Him. Millenniums have passed in his life full of worship and helping those on Earth. Then, he met this one girl, Amara. It was in Italy, he had been posing as a gondola rower when she hopped in, needing a ride somewhere. He had been struck speechless by her beauty, and instantly became fascinated with her. After time, they became close and were eventually smitten with each other. Her mother did not approve of their being together, for reasons that Amara would not tell Azael. It worried him, but he respected her privacy. After all, she had no idea that he was an angel. She also didn't know that in order to be with her, he had sold his soul to Satan...



Theme Song


3 Doors Down|Kryptonite

Well I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
But I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah

I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

And if I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

You call me strong, you call me weak
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I never let you down

You stumbled in and bumped your head
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite, yeah

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite

So begins...

Azael Drammer's Story

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The warm sun on Azael's bare back felt absolutely amazing. It seemed to warm him, not only on the surface, but within. Something that he was in dire need of. He needed to remind himself of the beauty of the world. All he saw in that God forsaken hotel was sin and tragrdy and the worst of human kind. Other than Amara of course, his dear, sweet Amara. He knew she didn't like it there any more than he did, but they had to make due with it right now. He wished so badly that he could fly with her, show her the beauty of the sky. Maybe that would help her to relax some in such a hostile environment. If only Amara could feel this feeling that I have now. Azael said as he spun in fast circles, like a bullet. To do so, he pulled his wings in close to himself, forming a cone type shape similar to a bullet. He then burst his magnificent wings open, spreading them as far as he could. He frowned at the slight gray tint they had acquired since his deal.

The thought ruined the enjoyment he had in the sky that was his solace. He said goodbye to the wind flowing through his hair and each feather on his wings, gliding across his skin. He went through one last cloud, a blast of icy shards that were still somehow comforting to him. The countryside below him grew in size as he began his decent, the details of the city around the hotel coming up at him. This place was far more beautiful from above.

With a sigh, Azael landed on the balcony of his and Amara's room in the hotel, tucking his wings in quickly. He had checked for any witnesses before his full decent, not wanting to have to cover his tracks. With a roll of his neck and a small grunt, he pulled his wings easily into the skin of his back. They glided effortlessly into place, as they had since the beginning of time.

Azael stepped inside of the room, looking eagerly for the woman who held his heart. "Amara?" He called, to no answer. He frowned slightly and went to his dresser, pulling a plain grey t-shirt out and slipping it on to go with his denim jeans. He walked out of the room and down the hall, looking for Amara wherever he went. He finally made it downstairs in time to see an elevator open to reveal Amara. A wide smile formed on his face and he walked quickly over to the elevator. Azael leaned against the frame of the elevator, keeping the doors from closing. He opened his arms to her, craving her very touch. "Where have you been, love?" He asked her, a slightly worried tone in his voice and eyes, along with a tenderness that he had never felt before Amara.

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Amara was pulled from the lull of the elevator music,"Where have you been, love?" Az’s voice was like rain in the desert. An unstoppable smile spread across her features at the sight of him leaning in the doorway, looking incredibly sexy. All he was wearing was a simple grey t-shirt and some jeans, but he had never looked so amazing. His strong arms reached out for her, his fingertips a measly foot away from her. Just then, the elevator began to beep in alarm at the door being unable to close, protesting being held up so long. Amara laughed and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the elevator and into her arms.

With one fluid movement her chest was pressed to his, her back still against the wall of the tiny room. Her fingers ran into the back of his hair, pulling his face into hers for a passionate and much needed kiss. She had missed him, even though in reality she hadn’t been away from him for very long. The elevator sat idle for a moment as she focused on melting into his strong jawline before shuttering back to life. Someone on another floor must have need of the elevator, the thought was a distant memory, faded in the light of his presence.

Amara slowly pulled her lips away, only far enough to speak. She nuzzled her nose into his affectionately. “I went for a workout and exploring around a little… what about you? You haven’t developed some terrible gambling habit, have you?” It was a tease, one that she probably wouldn’t have brought up had she known just how much he gambled on her. Blissfully unaware of his sacrifice, Amara remained smiling up at him. “I was thinking that we could go to the ball tonight… I saw a flyer for it… A masquerade ball! Doesn’t that sound beautiful? Would you like to go?” Her tone clearly indicated her excitement, but she still felt the need to ask. She would never go without him.

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When he had been pulled into the elevator with Amara, he chuckled sightly and allowed her to pull him close. His arms automatically went around her waist, holding her tight against him as he kept her against the wall. When their lips met, a small groan escaped his throat and he returned her kiss with his own, full of love and tenderness, yet there was a new sort of hunger in it as well. The hunger was very subtle, and so he did not even notice that it had been there as the elevator started to move again, interrupting their kiss.

Azael kept his forehead on Amara's, his eyes still closed with a small smile on his lips as he listened to her voice. When she mentioned a gamble, his eyes snapped open and the smile was gone, searching her face to see if she somehow knew. But she had only been joking. He relaxed again and smiled at her.

“I was thinking that we could go to the ball tonight… I saw a flyer for it… A masquerade ball! Doesn’t that sound beautiful? Would you like to go?”

Azael could hear the longing and excitement in her voice. He reached one hand up to gently stroke down her face with his fingertips, looking into her eyes. "Love, you are mistaken. You are the one that is beautiful, you are the one that will make this ball beautiful. Without you, it will be simply some empty event. So, I, and everyone else in attendance, would be honored if you would go to this ball with me." Azael leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips, his hand gently holding her chin as he did so. After a few moments, he mumbled against her lips. "Does this mean I get to take you shopping and spoil you?" A smile crossed his lips again as the elevator opened up to a gruff looking man who cleared his throat, tapping his foot impatiently. Azael pulled away, but kept an arm around Amara's waist as he walked out, past the man and toward their room.