[He's never had a source of steady care like this, and to have it now is irresistibly soothing. It's hard to tell if the warmth spreading through him is coming from the angel's form, the crackling hearth, or is something gentle drifting off the wing around him, but it's a very comfortable and safe feeling to be curled up with.
After a moment of this he'll ask if Beelzebub is okay with him gently stroking the wing around him, and if the angel says yes, he'll slowly run his fingers over the downier feathers around him in light, thoughtful touches.
The news that the angels don't look like the way they appear here comes as something of a surprise.]
Could you say what either of you look like beneath your illusions? [It is remarkable, after all, to hear that the forms he's seen the angels in are what sounds like, essentially, costuming.] Or is it...unimaginable?
[It's a little bittersweet, that.] That sounds like it must have been difficult for them-- to be trapped like that, I mean. [he admits, his gaze tracking away.] Were you like that before coming here?
[Beelzebub settles in with Galahad, shifting slightly when he realizes he's going to be here for awhile, just to get comfortable. The one leg folded and the other knee up so he can lean on it while they talk. He gives his assent to touching his wings.
He shakes his head.] No, it causes madness and death. Most of us can't even look at Lucifer, and humans can't look at us. Maybe Azazael, but the rest of us, not completely. [The angel was rambling as he spoke because he was speaking about what he was thinking at the same time.] I don't think anyone but God has ever seen what Lucifer really looks like. It also means no one can actually come in true physical contact with him either. I think that drives him crazy sometimes because he's isolated.
We can control the illusions enough to show part of what is beneath. [Assuming that the knight wanted to see he lowered some of the illusions slowly, not too much at a time. The first thing to appear is the glow off the angel, warm and a little bright like sunlight filtered through the forest canopy in summer. There's a little more heat too. The white of the wings is impossibly white and the red scarlet to crimson. It really does look like blood now. There's the hint of fire at the tips of the wings. Most startling is the change in his eyes, no longer brown but deep red and dog like with large pupils and almost no white. His skin has a slightly more ruddy tone but over all he's still recognizable.]
I've been to Olympus and the Earth several times, but there's a lot I haven't seen except through the eyes of humans. That's not the same either. How we see the world is not like a human at all. Even angels don't all see the same way.
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After a moment of this he'll ask if Beelzebub is okay with him gently stroking the wing around him, and if the angel says yes, he'll slowly run his fingers over the downier feathers around him in light, thoughtful touches.
The news that the angels don't look like the way they appear here comes as something of a surprise.]
Could you say what either of you look like beneath your illusions? [It is remarkable, after all, to hear that the forms he's seen the angels in are what sounds like, essentially, costuming.] Or is it...unimaginable?
[It's a little bittersweet, that.] That sounds like it must have been difficult for them-- to be trapped like that, I mean. [he admits, his gaze tracking away.] Were you like that before coming here?
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He shakes his head.] No, it causes madness and death. Most of us can't even look at Lucifer, and humans can't look at us. Maybe Azazael, but the rest of us, not completely. [The angel was rambling as he spoke because he was speaking about what he was thinking at the same time.] I don't think anyone but God has ever seen what Lucifer really looks like. It also means no one can actually come in true physical contact with him either. I think that drives him crazy sometimes because he's isolated.
We can control the illusions enough to show part of what is beneath. [Assuming that the knight wanted to see he lowered some of the illusions slowly, not too much at a time. The first thing to appear is the glow off the angel, warm and a little bright like sunlight filtered through the forest canopy in summer. There's a little more heat too. The white of the wings is impossibly white and the red scarlet to crimson. It really does look like blood now. There's the hint of fire at the tips of the wings. Most startling is the change in his eyes, no longer brown but deep red and dog like with large pupils and almost no white. His skin has a slightly more ruddy tone but over all he's still recognizable.]
I've been to Olympus and the Earth several times, but there's a lot I haven't seen except through the eyes of humans. That's not the same either. How we see the world is not like a human at all. Even angels don't all see the same way.