Time and space became the stepping stones in the crossing of which the angel dragged Valion. It was with a rather nauseating feeling, as if his stomach had been left back in the grove. Closing his eyes against the while flare of the tunnel, Valion turned his head in the general direction of the messenger.

“Exactly how much longer do you plan-” his words were cut out with a sudden stop and a short drop onto a metal surface, landing headfirst in a feathered heap.

“We have arrived at our destination. Please, try to make yourself presentable before we begin, I wouldn’t want to let the members of the Order think my journey wasted.” Smoothing out imaginary creases in his own cloak, the angel walked stiffly off.

Though he is a competent wretch…methinks this journey might be profitable…

Valion shut out the dark voice, and collected himself from the floor. With a first appearance, one would’ve thought it metallic, but on closer inspection, it appeared to be some kind of pulsating rock. It was warm under the cyborg’s feet, and a pleasant aura radiated up through him, making him feel energized.

If you care too look around, Valion, you’d realize what this place is…or was, for that matter… Virtus remarked dryly. He lifted his gaze from the floor, and was greeted with a sight of spectacular awe. He had landed in an atrium, with various walls and objects around him. Yet everything seemed to be conjoined to the pulsating mass beneath them. They glowed, sparkled, and shimmered with radiant colours, their own natural tint overcome by it. An archway, through which the messenger had gone, was constantly growing and shrinking, in a steady heartbeat rhythm.

“Lets see what Heaven has to offer the damned,” Valion chuckled. Quickly righting his coat into a more suitable position, the mechanical angel made for the exit.

Ooc: I do believe I made a posty. x3

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By Lady Knives

Thorns and stings, and those such things,
just make stronger, our angel wings.

[The Angel][The Demon]