Thread: Not So Holy Anymore Are You, Raphael? [LordEarl/Chantz]

Nothing impressive in the city. Not today. Raphael sighed as he stared out the bus window running his fingers over the thin glass. What had Michael told him before this had all started? Oh yes. The teen was apparently on some sort of probation. He was surprised he was given more then just one chance though. He sighed running the small piercing on his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Some of the reasons why he was on probation included the piercings he had gotten about a year ago, the tattoo of a cross on his back, his sarcasm, his lazy attitude, and the list went on. He really didn't understand why he was such a problem. He still did his job. Sure he seemed lazy but honestly, he was doing a lot better then Michael and Gabriel. He had made small comments now and then, claiming they were probably getting in each other's pants when the big man wasn't looking. He rubbed his cheek a little at the thought. Gabriel had a rather violent reaction to the suggestion, not only had he gotten a bruise on his cheek but he had been sentenced to go to low rank work on earth. Patrol. What a waste of his time. Raphael's bright blue eyes stared out at the street. Hooker. Hooker. Druggie. Hooker. Idiot looking for a Hooker. Cop. There was no way he was going to try with some of those people. They were lost, he could see it. The bus came to a sudden stop and Raphael gasped, his head making contact with the seat before him. God, fucking damnit, he hissed as he put his hand to his head. It hadn't hurt. No nothing was suppose to hurt until the temperature hit zero. His cheeks were a soft pink as he looked up at the bus driver and sighed. Raphael simply slipped off the bus and walked out onto the street, shoving his hands into his pockets. The big man had a sense of humour. Raphael did not appreciate that fact however. He was suppose to learn something about humiliation by getting off on every little bit of pain someone dished out. How was he not suppose to feel humiliated when a demon stabbed him and he got hard? The angel ran a hand through his soft blonde hair and he shook his head before heading down the street. He'd hit the graveyard before going to the club. There normally were a few lost souls wandering the stupid place. He shook his head before heading down the street to the small graveyard. The angel's eyes gazing over all the tombstones. Really, why did he to do such low shit? Didn't they have guardian angels for this shit? Fucking asshole, he breathed before hearing thunder, despite there not being a single cloud in the sky. I won't fucking take that back you old geezer! he yelled. He moved over to one of the many tombstones. It honestly looked more like a statue to him. He frowned seeing a cat on top of it and he moved up to it reaching up to grab it. Stupid animal. Sitting on such an important thing. He paused when his fingers fell short of reaching the animal. I swear. What ever you were thinking when you made me small and look like a teenager. It wasn't funny, he hissed as he looked at the sky. God and his fucking sense of humor. The man had no idea how awkward it was to face a demon and have them demand to see his real form. He was in his fucking real form. Well, besides his wings being tucked in underneath his flesh. But it wasn't like he grew taller and suddenly had a six pack. Bastard. That fucking bastard. Raphaels eyes moved around the area as if to look for any spying eyes. How frustrating nights like tonight were. He had no one to complain to, though. He sucked in a deep breath before looking at that damned cat. You better fucking get off that thing now! he shouted angrily before he looked around for a rock, he found one after a moment and without even looking up he whipped it towards the animal. Only... That cat wasnt there anymore. It took him a moment but Raphael realized the cat was making a run for it. Dont you run away from me you stupid feline! His feet quickly picking up as he chased after the rather fast creature. Let me hit you once! he called out as they quickly exited the graveyard, and hit the street. This cat was playing games with him! He could tell! Raphaels lip twitched as he looked around quickly as he ran by the filth in the area, all these people had no reason to be here, worthless beings who didnt deserve another chance. Before he looked ahead, he found himself hitting what felt like a wall. It wasnt a wall though. It was another person. He only realized this of course, after he stumbled backwards and landed on his bottom. Watch where youre going! he shouted, of course he knew it was his fault.