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Eyes of water looked to him. His orange orbs almost threatening to boil away the color from her gaze. They were strong, and held a glint, a light that was filtered into her voice. “Yes, very."Their worlds were extremely different, and only did they come together on days like this, to talk of their differences and remember what made them who they were. She believed that Inferni was as wicked as their fence post boasted. Anu did no live in a world were such brutality was accepted or encouraged.
“You don’t believe we live in the same world, do you?” there was a sharp hint of surprise at the end of her question, just incase he did think his world was hers.
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The world was full of savages. This was a fact that Gabriel knew for certain—his scars boasted this. Somewhere in the desert the skeletons of the dead recalled this fact, and somewhere further west a ghost town had burnt to the ground to prove that death was inevitability. Death was blind and stupid. So too were those who did not open their eyes to a world greater then their own; these were the savages that understood only club and fang. Gabriel therefore had to try and explain what he knew through violence.
Sometimes, though, he found someone like her. “I don’t think so,” he reasoned, charcoal muzzle twisting as his dark whiskers turned upwards. “I think that you and I are in two very different places,” the amber-eyed hybrid concluded, his head turning just enough to bring the charms together in a soft staccato.
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The longer one lived, the more slaughter one saw. Anu had her years, had been touched by cold claws and seen those she loved fall to the jaws of the faithless and cruel. Fair was a word that Anu no longer believed in, and innocent was one that she reserved for only the rare genuine.
She was please to hear that he did not think that they belong in the same realities. The woman still regarded him as a threat, though the tension was receding from her exterior. She began to return to the familiar friend to strangers and the hope barer. Her thoughts were still dismal and cynical, but no longer did she feel an unnatural need to banish this man from her lands to satisfy her anger.
Looking sideways, catching the small glance he gave Anu smiled at him. “Is your god kind?” she asked with a voice that was soft and yet held a string of steel.
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By all accounts, he was indeed a threat. If he turned on her now he could harm her seriously before she managed to escape or call for help. He could potentially kill her. This was not his goal, though—his intentions had never been to cause bloodshed. They had only been to go home. Now, though, he had found something of interest. A blue-eyed woman who knew a higher power, one that was not his own.
His mouth parted in a smile, revealing off-white teeth. “He is both lion and lamb. He gives and He takes as is His Will.” And everything between. God had taken his brother from him and sent him into the wilderness. God had also sent the woman to find him. God had told him to destroy two worlds, and he had done so. What would she think if she knew that? Likely, she would hate him. She would turn on him and try to kill him where he stood. “And yours?” He questioned, entirely curious as to what separated them so.
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He was the hunter, and he was the prey. The thought intrigued the wolfess for weren't the all just hunters? To be the prey would be unnatural and far more frightening then Anu hope to imagine. Her daughter had been turned to the prey, and now she was set to guard the borders from any stranger. His words brought in inquisitive smile to her mouth, "And is he the slaughterer, and the slaughtered?" Anu wondered aloud.
Her god was not a lamb, nor a lion. He was the giver. In days of wealth he would shine above and pure down only that which the world needed to survive. Provider of the ground's nutrients, and from earth came what fed what they fed upon. A simple cycle and yet more complex then any spider's web, just as the orb she looked to for guidance was only a circle and yet one could not look at its brilliance too long before going blind. "He gives light to the world, but also takes it."
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In order to become great, one had to lose everything. One had to suffer and be dragged through fire in order to transform into something better. Gabriel had been born from fire—he had suffered and crawled through the wilderness with no hope of survival. He had survived. He had been set to burn. With that knowledge of his chosen purpose, of his destiny in the world, Gabriel feared nothing. All he had to fear for were his children; both of whom had suffered a great deal in their young lives.
For this reason alone, Gabriel knew that God was out there. So the smile on his face faded, wondering if she knew just how terrible his God could be. Perhaps this is why he asked what he should not have. “Does your god speak to you?” Did someone else understand the burden? Arkham had not. Arkham had seen him as a monster, and perhaps this was justified. After all, Gabriel had killed the boy’s brother. Killed him and would have done so again without any thought for doubt.
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How could she not see him? He stood before them this very day, and everyone before and after. He sat upon his throne, and behind a veil of clouds that were his to command. As a child she had thought him angry on days such a this, dreary and with only a hazy glow to shine over them. But it was not that he was spiteful nor threatening. The clouds gave way to rain, and thus a source for them to drink. They should all be grateful for the bounty that came form the sky, and the orb that smiled down on them and brought them a guiding light.
The male's question, brought way to a silence and Anu looked away. The thought of it, to be spoken to by any of the gods was a fantastical idea. His words would deafen her, his voice break her before the idea could be caught by her mind. And yet she wished to be chosen to hear it. "Only through his children." She spoke, her voice hushed as she thought. The earth did speak to her, at times when others ignored the soft calls. She could hear it now, in the trees they passed and the grasses that lines the path. No voice for ears to hear, and they were the ones the sun spoke to. "The silent ones, neglected by those that rise above their meek existence, they can hear him."
Blue eyes the color of the sun's throne looked to him in question, "Does yours have a voice?"
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In her world, they were not all children of God. Gabriel believed otherwise. Though it had been men who imagined they were shaped in his image, the doggish male found this laughable. God was far from some hairless, squishy, toothless monkey. Both ears turned forward and he listened to her, slightly puzzled by the explanation. As smart as he was, Gabriel did not completely understand what she was telling him. Had he realized she meant the sun, he might have laughed. The sun was a star, and nothing more.
“Yes,” he affirmed. “It’s rare for people to hear Him, though.” Under his feet the sand shifted, and something changed. Now the overwhelming scent of the pack reached his dark nose and he realized they were at the borders. Gabriel crossed this, and then turned to face the timber female fully. Now that he was not in her home, he felt more comfortable in doing so. The scars along his body appeared pale in the half-light, but his eyes burned like fire. “How old were you when you found out?”
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She did not read. Those words written by god-inspired minds would not reach her, nor did the understanding of such a deity. Laws to live by, words from the son of god and the ways spoken for a human's life. Yes, her life was a simple one and thus her god was simple. It was the way of her father, and her father's father. To see it in the sky, to know the life it gave and to praise it. Questions were rarely asked, and Anu was not so bold as to question it's actions. For her the gods were as numerous as there were voices to speak their existence.
And as she may have confused him, his words, his actions made her eyes grow wide with unknowing. They no longer stood on ground that was hers but Anu did not find fear for the male. He looked different to her now, standing before her she saw his face once again, scarred and holding blazing orbs. It was changed with the understanding that came from their conversation. "Young. Too young to know any other." she spoke with a soft tone. "Unfortunate. I will have none of my own blood, to teach the ways." Her thoughts traveled to his ears though they were ones Anu had kept to herself for some time. No seed would be planted, and no children of her womb to spread the ways of her god to.
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She was not a stranger to him, not anymore. In some small way they had changed, just in those last few minutes. She was familiar. She was someone that understood the way that he saw the world. He regarded her in silence. Much like him, her truth had come as a child. A dead woman had told him everything he knew. Called him an angel, explained that it was not simple coincidence that he carried the name he did.
Gabriel had believed her. After all, he had heard the Voice. “That is a shame,” he agreed, voice not as gruff as it had been earlier. “I have two children,” he offered suddenly. “I can only hope they pass on what they know.” And as he regarded her, he found it remarkable that she did not believe she would become immortal.
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xD you dont fail, this thread has been so enjoyable i hate to say; you wana wrap it up?
hmm... im tucking that offer into my pocket for a later place and time 
Perhaps in another lifetime. She didn't know everything her god in store for her, and just maybe she would be reborn in another. One that was stronger then, one that could hold the weight of children. One that could conceive, and at the very least lay with one that could plant the seed. Anu could not do the very least, and was sure she would never know if she could do anything else. Her belief would die when she did. "Such is life." It was her own fault in a way, for if she only fought the feelings that she held for the effeminate perhaps her line would continue. But Anu had accepted who she was, was could only hope that her god had made her as she was for a reason.
"It should be their honor to do so." Anu offered with a smile. If he raised them to, why wouldn't they? Blue eyes regarded him with a warmer feeling, no longer the threat that he had once been. It seemed like so long ago that she had fear and took him as nothing more then a trespassing dog.
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Everything had a purpose, a time and a place. Perhaps she was destined to never pass on the things she believed. Perhaps her world would die with her. Gabriel had set his children up with the tools they needed to survive and the wisdom to do so. When they both left his sight he would put his faith in a higher power to follow them. It was the main reason that Saint Christopher still hung from his neck, watching over all of those who had come and left from his life.
One ear turned forward, and he regarded the silvery woman as he had not done before. A faint smile crossed his face. “I can only hope so,” he responded. Taking a step back, the Aquila offered his companion a short, almost militaristic nod, and then turned. “It was nice meeting you,” the hybrid called over his shoulder, and then began to trot off north-bound.
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