poly_chromatic | ( Memory Theater )

( Have you ever wondered how angels judge their own? Have you ever wondered how far they will go to ensure balance and order?

Well, citizens, you're about to find out. Sit back and enjoy the popcorn.

A counsel of winged and austere angels surrounds a woman chained. Her head has been forced into a prostrate position, but there's something...unapologetic...about her appearance. Perhaps her clenched fists give her away? She does look like she longs to rip the chains out of the ground. )

"Organic Angel Alexiel you have been found guilty of -"

( The words blur together. Alexiel wends her long fingers around the chains and grits her teeth. Must they drone? Going through the official motions drags this out even longer. She just wants to hear her punishment...

So that she can find a way around it. )

"...Uriel..."

( Ah. Him. Finally, Alexiel raises her head and gives him faint, cold smile. Yes, Uriel. Decide her fate. It's almost fitting that he's the one that does it.

The chains scrape against the floor as she shifts, her gaze focused and unwavering on Uriel. )

"Before that..."

( Her gaze shifts to the angel speaking, her brow slightly furrowed. )

"Tell us...

Who do you love most?"

( Tilting her chin, her frown becomes an almost knowing grin. )

"God, of course."

( It's then that her fellow angels descend upon her and drag her to her fate. Alexiel accepts all of it gracefully, showing not an ounce of fear.

However, before the feed comes to an end, Uriel's expression comes into clear focus.

He looks...

Sickened. )

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You've always risen above such things.

He is weak.

[Yeah, there might be some hatred in his voice.]

You will have to be more specific. ( Though she's pretty sure he's referring to Uriel. )

The Archangel of Earth.

[That title's spoken with quite a bit of contempt.]

He faced an impressive opposition. I didn't expect him to stand up for me.

He's not like us.

He learned a vital lesson. ( But yes, she silently agrees. ) Many of my fellow angels are impulsive and young. They don't realize the full ramifications of their actions until it's too late.