Thread: Fallen (Battleship & H a r r i e t)

Troy could only tilt his head as he watched walk to her mirror, and lift the two needles to place into her hair softly. Everything about her seemed so perfect, she never left one thing unfinished or did anythinghalf assed. Her bangs fell to the side of her eyes, and over them just lightly when she spoke to him about his confidence, making him smile just a little bit more at her. Troy was sort of the exact opposite of her not when it came to battle but the way they live. Everywhere he went, he was respected, looked up to, praised for his favors towards the heavenly army. It was said he was formed to be a representative of Gods grace and image, his battle skills were mirrored to Gods wrath, not one Angel was absent of his name, notorious for his skills. And yet Farren was the only person who knew him for who he really was, outside battle on his own, he was about as messy as the soldier she just laced the armor for. He found that she could complete the thing he found himself unable to do, simple things that just happen to strike significance with him. All the talk about him being perfect, all the talk about him being one the best Angels God had ever made got to him a lot, made him have some sort of arrogance, and fear all at the same time. He rested his spear on the wall he was leaning against lightly, before taking himself from it and making his way to Farren. The golden armor somewhat complimented her own black set, only adding to how close the pair were, both during and outside of battle. He brushed his own snow white hair from his face, before reaching her and not stopping, he walked until he circled her and stood at her back, then began lacing the back of her chest piece a little better, perfectly fitting it on her figure. It was considered an honorno, a privilege to be even spoken to by Torelius, and yet she was the only one who he made careful to always check on, to always make sure she was armored properly, un wounded and un harmed. He made his way up to her neck, lacing the armor gently, yet a little better knowing it was hard to lace your own backside. Why should I be worried? This is no different than any other time we get toexterminate these beings, besides, I have never failed before. Not once in my millennia have I disappointed our God, you of all people should know thisIm not about to fail on the biggest battle yet that I am leading. He finished lacing up her armor, his own wings flexing for a moment before he turned her to face him, a brush one of her bangs from her face and placing a hand on her cheek You neednt be so worried nor should you stress over the matter, were going to be fine. If I fall, your there to take my place anyway. He separated the small moment of connection after his words were finished, only to walk up to the edge of her balcony, the one that gazed down over the Angelic army, where all the lower rank angels were getting suited. The moment his image reached the mass amount of angels a roar of cheers echoed throughout heaven, from people screaming in his direction with cries of battle, to people calling out his name in shouts of respect and pride. Troy spread his wings as far as they would go, and raised his fist into the air to silence them all after the outburst. My brothers! In exactly one hour the enemy is due to be crushed by your fierce charge, destroyed by your spears and shields. The honor of gods army, the honor of Eden, our capital, must not be stained. Soldiers! Heroes! Your lives have been dedicated to this very moment. Our lives have been sacrificed for the honor of our Heaven and our father. Therefore, you no longer need worry about your lives they no longer exist. So, forward to glory! For your God and your kingdom! Long live our Kingdom! Long live our Haven! The very sound of his voice shook the clouds, made the Angels skin tremble with excitement and will. The second his words were over, the armys voices shouted even louder than before, chanting his name with passionate voices over and over. No one could command the army better than he could, no one was able to plant courage and rage inside their hearts at the most dire of moments except for him, it was truly a God given gift. He finally turned and faced Farren once again, motioning for her to join him on the balcony instead of staying inside on her own, just listening. Youve still got much to learn, my dear Farrenone day theyll respect you as they respect me. One day youll take over my position once I have fallenit is my duty to get you ready for such moment. This might seeminsignificant to you, or that its just a show to fuel my pridebut youd be surprised at how mere words of encouragement can stir the hearts of your people, your brothers in battle. He rubbed the back of his head ever so gently, before waving his free arm to make his Spear fly to him on his own, holding it in one hand as the other spread for Farren to lean on. All his words towards her were filled with nothing but respect, a smile never left the mans lips when he talked to her. She would notice that she was the one he was most affectionate with, constantly paying her more attention than he did any others. She was special to him, and he made sure she knew it.