Logfile from Brass&Steel.

You enter apartment 3.
14 Terrace St. - Apartment 3

Ada is kneeling on top of the TV, attaching a strange-looking tinfoil
device to the rabbit ears.

Zach takes a look around as he enters the apartment and smiles hugely upon
seeing his two favourite girls. "Hey ladies!"

Ada . o O ( O_o;; )

Hachilah is sitting on the couch, watching Ada with great interest. She
looks up as the door opens, and a broad smile cuts across her face.

Ada nearly falls off as she reacts to Zach's entry, only keeping her
balance by steadying against the bookshelf.

Ada waves!

Zach wooshes over and grabs hold of Ada. "Don't you go falling off the tv
now, babe!" *smoochie*

Ada eep! "Hello, yourself..."

Ada slings her arms around Zach's neck and suffers herself to be carried.
"How's life?

Ada says, "Still hectic as anything?"

Hachilah grins, gets up, and pads over to Zach and Ada. She hugs Zach
tightly. "Hectic?"

Zach manouvers himself and the ladies carefully over to the coach where
they can all crash in a hug-heap. "Mmmmmyeah.." HE happily embraces them
both.

Ada snugs both Zach and Hachilah exuberantly. "All my favorite people in
the world right here. Well, except Dad, but he's people on his own."

Hachilah likewise settles happily into the hugpile, and sneaks a tickle
under Ada's arm. "So Zach. What... have you been up to?"

Ada eep!

Zach chuckles at Ada's comment about her dad. "I bet he could arange a
/wicked/ hugpile if he wanted to." Then he grows more serious. "As for
what I've been doing.. Fixing cars and scouting out badguys."

Hachilah 's smile fades. Her eyes tighten slightly. "Bad... guys?" She
stresses the second word. "Plural?"

Zach holds her tight and lavishes a kiss on top of her head. Then one for
Ada. "Yes. Allthough mostly /one/ bad guy."

Ada purrs. "The Professor?"

You sense Hachilah has become somewhat tense, though she hugs back
readily.

You say, "Correct. Have you found out anything about him yet, hon?"

Ada shakes her head. "Not yet. But I'll keep looking."

Ada lays her head in Hachilah's lap.

Hachilah gives Zach a look, then looks at Ada. "The professor?"

Hachilah looks back at Zach.

Zach nods. "Thanks hon." He looks at Hach. "YEs, that perverted
balseraphic slimeball. The professor."

Hachilah's eyes widen appreciatively. "Balseraphic? Lucius?" Her mouth
remains open slightly, an expression of complete shock and surprise.

Zach is dead serious. "Yes, Lucian is a balseraph. A pit of utter
sefishness and sadism."

Hachilah gives Zach an incomprehending look, then sits back and closes her
eyes. She is visibly tense now, especially around her mouth, nose and
eyes. She opens her eyes again, revealing a nascient anger therein, making
her blue eyes shine with brilliant fervor. "You are certain?"

Zach carefully studies Hachilah as he softly confirms: "Oh yes I am. The
Symphony saw it fit to show me thet wothout doubt."

You paged Hachilah with 'resonate'.

AutoJudge:  Zach rolls: 4 + 5 = 9 . Check die: 3 

You paged Hachilah with 'Fail'.

Hachilah pages: ok.

You say, "How long have you known him and how much contact have you had
with him?"

Hachilah winces and scowls at the same time. She sighs, pulling her knees
up to her chest and waving her arms delicately in front of her. "How is it
that I did not KNOW?" She shakes her head, pauses thoughtfully, then,
hugging her calves to her chest, her head descends to her knees. "How
could I have been so deceived?" She looks back up as Zach speaks. "I've
known him several months. We have had a great deal of contact... though I
felt horribly responsible for my negative feelings for him... he made me
feel disgust like no other..."

Hachilah shakes her head miserably. "I had never known disgust, until I
met him."

Zach sighs. "You must learn to trust your instincts more, sister mine."
You say, "He has been actively trying to make an angel despair of humanity
and Fall. He is an extremely dangerous and poisonus serpent.""

Hachilah gives Zach a look of quiet shock and concern. "You weren't able
to discover who is the victim of his poison?"

Hachilah continues, "...we need to help... them.." She trails off, clearly
still in shock over this revelation.

Zach frowns and shakes his head. "No I'm afraid the Symphony gave me no
name. For all we know it could have been /you/. He had also set up some
ploy to hurt the William Jewell College. That Liar is going down just as
soon as I've scouted enough."

Zach drags Hachilah into his lap now that Ada has left for the bathtub.

Hachilah goes absently into Zach's lap. Her mind is full of quick thoughts
at the moment, leaving a tight brow and deeply thoughtful expression. She
hugs Zach tightly, nonetheless. "Going down? Without a chance for...
redemption?"

Zach sighs and in a gentle but firm voice says: "Hachilah, my sweet
sister.. He is a balseraph. And while he /might/ be able to ultimately
redeem, that will not happen at this point. Not unless higher powers that
us get involved."

Hachilah continues to look quite thoughtful. "Maybe if we take some
time... plan... confront him. He must feel the disparity of his being, he
must feel the fracture of his soul..." She looks up at Zach. "We have to
_try_."

Hachilah's eyes are bright and blue, wide and imploring.

Zach shakes his head firmly. "No. Not this time. Not this bal. I can
assure you he enjoys himself and the misery he causes quite well. He is a
teacher at the university. He poisons young minds every day. I cannot
suffer this to go on. I do not know which Prince he serves, but from what
I saw in his heart I would guess Factions. Though I have never had any
confrontations with them before. He seems to feed on sowing quarrels,
fights and misunderstandings. Preferably violent fights."

Hachilah lifts her chin up, and stares at Zach with a mixture of
incomprehension and sadness. "You are too quick to destroy." Her
expression hardens slightly. "You are impatient."

Zach nods. "Yes, I am impatient. I cannot abide to let scum like him go
unchallenged on God's Earth. Fortunately I'm old and experienced enough to
wait for a better moment to slay him. A hundred years ago I would have
killed him as soon as I Saw his heart. As much as I loathe Lust on a
professional principle, this bal is a much greater evil that the impudite
upstairs. I cannot allow him to harm more people or angels. To do so,
would be to go against my very nature."

Hachilah's nostrils flare slightly. Her eyes narrow. "So. You will destroy
his vessel." She pauses for a moment. "Which will send him back to his
heart. Where he may eventually find himself back, in Corporeal service,
doing... what he does." Her chin goes up a notch, her eyes meeting Zach's
with unflinching resolve. "Or is it part of your plan to endanger yourself
in Celestial combat?" Clearly, this is not an option that meets her
approval.

Zach shrugs. "Not unless I have to. And yes, I am perfectly aware that he
probably will be back. Maybe not here in this town, but somewhere.
Hopefully he will be taken out yet again by other angels whenever that
happens. It's a War Hachilah. It ain't nice by a long shot." He pauses and
gently notes: "Reaching out to demons is well and good. The times it
actually works are few, but more than worth the effort. However - reaching
out should be restrictd to those that are at least vaguely reachable. This
balseraph... There was no light in his heart. He thoroughly enjoyes what
he is and what he does."

You say, "I have informed the Trade thether of his excistence and
activities. I have also assured them that I will not rest until he is sent
back to Hell."

Hachilah raises an eyebrow, her eyes taking on the warmth and colour of
blue ice. "You judge too quickly. And your strategy is flawed. You can't
win the War by killing demons. There are too many of them, and too few of
us. This I know. This, I have been taught." She pauses, looks away, then
back up at Zach with a kind of quiet resolve.  In a small voice, she adds,
"I. Must insist that you give me time. To try. To make certain that he is
not irredeemable."

Zach looks at her with a quiet sadness in his eyes. "How many demons have
you met, Hachilah? How many of the balseraphim? The Symphony granted me
full view of his height and depth of character. There was not much
potensial for brightness in him, you can trust me on this. I /always/ read
demons' hearts before I slay them unless there is no time at all to do so.
I am a malakite - I do know my duties even if I am as easy going as they
come."

You say, "If you manage to show him the error of his ways before I strike,
then that would be a miracle indeed. But know that I will strik as soon as
I am ready."

Hachilah's expression relaxes somewhat. She raises a hand to Zach's face
and caresses his face lightly, her thumb grazing the outer region of his
eyes. She pauses for a rather long time. "When will you be ready?"

Zach leans into the caress and hugs her to him a bit. "I am scouting him
out, trying to find out where he lives and where he works. I'm planning to
check out thos places before I go in and confront him. I have asked Ada to
try and dig up stuff about his Role on the internet. Maybe his role can be
damaged too - then at least he can't pop back up into that one."

Zach sighs. "Do you know of any other angels in town, by the way?"

Hachilah nods. "Yes." She looks at Zach. "Are you looking for help?"

You say, "Maybe. But not for the actual showdown. That I can manage well
enough."

You say, "You mentioned a mercurian once, then there is the Power of
Judgement and the angel of Jazz. Any others besides them and us? Not
counting the Traders?"

Hachilah's expression tightens once more. "To attack him alone, without
proper knowledge of his abilities... That seems reckless." Her hand stops
still on Zach's cheek. She nibbles her bottom lip absently. "The
Mercurian. Rei. He goes by Henry, but I haven't seen him around. Delia
Fell, the Power of Judgement, I have met with only once. Marmesh." Her
expression changes slightly, taking on a kind of guilty sadness. "I used
to visit him, but he tired of my company..." She trails off, sadly, then
continues. "Of course, there is Clarity, a fellow Creationer and Seraph. A
dear friend, though I haven't seen her in awhile. She is a student at
UMKC. Abner, the Seraph of the Sword, that you have yet to meet. Umariel,
whom you have likely met at the Trade Tether. He goes by Omar, and has
ties with a religious organization in KC."

<OOC> Hachilah says, "In other words, like, dude. We are so alone. :)
Drowning in demons, indeed. :)"

Zach shakes his head. "I haven't met Omar. Nor any of the others except
Marmesh. I look in on him whenever I pass through the area... It seems
that there are woefully few known angels around." He sighs. "I'm beginning
to see why the JayBoss had me move here. This town needs some Change and
badly."

<OOC> Zach nods. "It's time to start weeding, m'dear!" :)

<OOC> Hachilah objects! Strongly! :)

<OOC> Zach sniffs. We cannot allow weeds to chocke the Divine Carrots that
are humanity in KC! :)

<OOC> Hachilah giggles.

<OOC> Hachilah says, "Carrots? ;)"

<OOC> Hachilah raises an eyebrow. :)

<OOC> Zach says, "Well...it was the first veggies I thought of:)"

<OOC> Hachilah says, "Hehe. :)"

<OOC> Zach says, "Cabbage any better?"

<OOC> Hachilah says, "Not really. ;)"

<OOC> Hachilah tickles. :)

<OOC> Zach says, "No, I thought so. Cabbage gives you gas."

Hachilah sighs sadly. "You take on too much responsiblity." She hugs.

Zach rises reluctantly. "That is why I am. It is my duty and I am
honorbound to spare no effort in protecting the innoccent from the forces
of Lucifer."

Hachilah slides into a vertical position as Zach rises. She hugs him
again. "Take care of yourself, Zach." There is a touch of fear in her
voice.

You say, "I gotta go, sis. Take care of Ada now. And youself! Be extremely
careful if you have to go near that serpent. He twists minds and hearts
for a living."

Hachilah says, "I will be careful."

Zach looks quietly horrified at the thought of Hachi meeting with Lucian
alone, but he also knows more about stubborn seraphim than most malakim:)

Zach kisses her gently. "I'll see you later, my sweet. Walk in Love."

Zach heads for the door.

Hachilah holds back. "See you later, Arethas." She looks fairly miserable.

You open the door and walk out into the hall.