here we stand with their blood on our hands
#8
[html]





Everyone needs to reply once more, and then this thread will be closed--and is thread #1 in regards to forming Inferni again. If you want to split off into private threads, feel free too. After my current scouting thread (#2), I'll have another group thread in which they move into the territory. :]
ALSO, NO POSTING ORDER FROM HERE ON OUT.

indent In the end, it had been his family that survived. They had always survived. Gabriel felt Faolin behind him but his eyes remained ahead, staring blankly. He did not feel guilt, because he had done what was right. God had given him this task and he had done His will. Now, all that was left was to see who lived and who died. Rachias kept whimpering about Arkham but Gabriel no longer heard. He was interested in those things coming, the monsters waiting out in the wild. He could see the stranger’s eyes and knew him in an instant. Samael, though, announced the golden male formally, and Gabriel at this point rose, walking out to the two on his hind legs, dark hair in his face.
indent He regarded Molochai for a long time. If you’re here, his face said, then she’s really gone. She’s never coming back. Still smelling vaguely of gasoline, the hybrid’s eyes remained on his brother, mother’s eyes—the eyes they both shared. He did not have to speak to tell his brother that he was glad to see him. Finally, he looked away, regarding the group as a whole. They were now four men, two women, and three children. “We’re going to move on,” he said, speaking to everyone. “Inferni has survived until now and nothing is going to change that.”




[/html]


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: