Where Angels Dare to Trod

[unfallen]

Islington is walking along the ship.  It is a steady pace.  But slow.  If people didn't know better, It would like like It was floating or gliding.  If you run, It will walk.  If you stop, It will continue Its pace.  Never changing, never pausing.  As if by walking, it can change something about this place.

It's garments seem to be made of light itself.  As It goes along, It is humming an ancient tune: The Lyke Wake Dirge (As sung by Benedict Cumberbatch)

And that's the interesting thing about this particular Angel: It seeks neither to offer help nor the counsel of others. It is simply walking.  Perhaps It is measuring the ship, perhaps It is weighing the integrity of the people gathered.  Whatever the reason, It continues on Its journey.  Simply walking....

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[student_lighter]

Was it Chris's imagination.....or was that guy hovering? It wasn't exactly like hovering, there were no orbs at his feet. But it was basically hovering. Only this guy made it look creepy as hell. After watching the guy, well, walk, Chris ran up and caught up to him, walking along side.

"Normal people walk. You know, use their legs. Tends to attract less attention. Unless your goal is to creep everyone here out. In which case, well done. But you might want to tone it down."

Seriously, how could this guy make hovering creepy? Talent.

[unfallen]

Islington raises an eyebrow at the child. But then smiles with something akin to pity.

"Oh I am walking."

With that, he raises the garment just a touch so that Chris can see, he does have feet and is walking. His feet are bare.

[student_lighter]

Oh great. That look.He'd seen that look on his brother's face growing up. Wyatt thought of Chris kind of like a chew toy he could abuse and put back together again--because a chihuahua couldn't exactly stand against a doberman. So Chris glared. He was good at that.

"Normal people walk with their feet on the floor. Also, for the record, normal people wear shoes. You don't exactly fit in."

[unfallen]

"Well, there is a simple explanation for that. I'm not a person. I am an Angel.'

It just looks... peaceful. But in the same way it walks. Which is peaceful in not an altogether human way.

"I am the Angel Islington."

[student_lighter]

"Yeah. I know, I got that part. Well, not your exact name, since I don't actually know you, but the Angel thing. Hovering isn't exactly subtle." And wow. That look. That was totally the look Leo got when he'd been meditating Up There. It was both peaceful and creepy in a Stepford Wives sort of way.

"I'm Chris Halliwell, a Whitelighter. Do you know what's happened to you?" Next time he was totally sending Piper to deal with Islington duty. If this was going to become a thing. At least she married one.

[unfallen]

"You continue to accuse me of something that I have shown to you that I was not doing."

The Angel thinks the man is an imbecile. Well, to be fair, It finds most people as such.

"Why do so many people ask that question? After the medical check and tour, I am quite aware of what has happened to me. I probably have a better idea than most."

Because no matter what they say, It is quite certain the Lady Door sent him here.

[student_lighter]

Chris has the almost uncontrollable urge to bash his head against the nearby wall. "See, this is why my family doesn't like you guys." And he took a deep breath, trying to get enough control to not kill the Elder. Or whatever this guy was. As far as Chris was concerned, if it acted like an Elder, and looked like an Elder, it was an Elder.

"Right. Okay then. And you're just.....walking. For kicks?

Yup, Piper was totally getting this guy.Although he might have to leave out the 'I think he's an Elder' part.

[unfallen]

"Well, until I arrived here, my environment was rather limited. And I find walking to be comforting."

It'll skip over the fact that he was in prison in London Below, so by limited, it was only a couple of rooms. Now It has an entire ship.

[student_lighter]

"Riiiiiight." Chris echoed, looking around. Who brought the crazy Angel? "Okay then. You keep walking then. Don't wear out the floorboards. " The Whitelighter-Witch rolled his eyes and leaned back on a nearby panel to watch Islington....well...'walk'.

One normal day. Was that too much to ask for?

[unfallen]

It chuckles softly, amused.

"I am not pacing. I am walking. This is a rather large ship there is plenty of space to enjoy."

[student_lighter]

"42 decks. Not that we're allowed on all of them. You're really getting a kick out of this 'room to move' thing aren't you?" Chris gave him a glance, eyes narrowing. He'd been infiltrating the underworld long enough to know w hen someone's been cooped up. Or in hiding.

[unfallen]

"It's not just about the amount of room available. But, the opportunity to meet everyone who is a potential charge. I'm a guardian angel. And it is entirely possible that I have been placed here to protect and guide all of you."

[student_lighter]

Chris couldn't help it. He laughed. It was funny. This guy was funny.

"Yeah, I'm way ahead of you on that. I have 17 charges already and they're giving me a headache. One threatened to toss me out the airlock. Good luck with yours. I hope they're easier to deal with than the ones I got."

[unfallen]

It smiles. Fondly, but in a way that has an underlying expression of mocking.

"I meant everyone on this ship, when I spoke of my charges."

[student_lighter]

"Yes. I got that." Chris spoke slowly so the obnoxious Elder could understand. "And some of them are taken. Get your own charges. You can't have mine."

This guy was really getting to him. Maybe if he asked nicely Piper would blow him up.

[unfallen]

And there's that compassionate, yet mocking smile again.

"I see. Well, this ship might be too small for you, then."

Perhaps the 'airlock' idea was a good one...

[ancientstalker]

"Computer, input code B235 into program Lantea 1."

A voice comes from outside Holodeck 4, and turning the corner will reveal a man holding a crystal-like object, wires going from it into the control panel of the screen that runs the holodeck.

Well, whatever it is, it looks unauthorised. And the man stood there? He only gives Islington the barest of glances.

[unfallen]

The Angel is unsure what the man is doing, but it doesn't seem out of place in Its opinion. After all, in London Below, all sorts of strange and interesting things happened. Though the crystal-like object does catch Its attention.

Well, bright, shiny object, who could resist. So Islington stops and watches what the man is doing with great interest.

[impossibilities]

Grainne was walking along on her way to the arboretum, when she passed by a rather strange man walking along the corridor. Something about him set goosebumps along her arms, a pause, and she turned to look over at him. Was it a man? That was the impression she had, but the clothes were strange, and he was just walking along, and she can't remember why she had the impression of, well, anything.

It felt odd enough, her curiosity grew. He didn't seem like magic. It could have just been the oddness of everything. Tentatively, she sent a tendril of magic merely to have a look.

[unfallen]

Well, it wouldn't be the first time. Depending on how her magic works, she wouldn't learn anything by using it on the Angel. Not that it would bounce off of It like hitting some kind of forcefield, no. The magic would just - disappear? Fade away? Hard to say, does it go through the Angel and continue on forever, or does it get absorbed by the Angel? Possibilities are endless.

[ancientstalker]

The crystal doesn't seem to do much. Occasionally, there's flashes of light through it, emerging from one of the cables, but, otherwise...

Orlin keeps working, but after about five minutes... "May I help you?"

[student_lighter]

Riiight. If this Elder thinks he can just get zapped here and steal his charges, well, he's got another thing coming. But first, he had to figure out if this guy was an Elder. He couldn't vanquish what he didn't understand.

"I think you're the one with the issue here. No poaching charges. Have you been Up There for so long that you've forgotten how to talk to people? I know, it happens. But that Stepford Wives look you've got going kind of give you away."

[unfallen]

"Help? Not in so many words."

It gestures to the crystal.

"What is that object and what is it for?"

Because shiny. It likes shiny.

[unfallen]

"'Up there'? Ah. You mean Home. I haven't been there in tens of thousands of years."

It might look the slightest bit sad about that. Or It might be acting. Who can say?

[student_lighter]

"Wow. That's....a really, really long time. What have you been doing anyway?"An Elder that hadn't been Up there for thousands of years? Maybe this guy really was crazy.