ROLEPLAY HQ - angelic-protection

Evangeline BOT 30-Jun-21 07:34 AM

Evangeline was an angel. A divine being that was in the service of god. She had been serving him for decades. It was her job to welcome human souls into the heavenly world, to help them cross the barrier and adres their first concerns. She was to make them comfortable. It was a simple job. Since every soul had a date stamped on their very being, a sort of clock that was slowly running out of time, it was easy to find the souls that she would need to be leading to the heavenly gate. Some were easier to lead the others. She loved to meet the elderly, the humans who lived a good life, full of love and happiness. Other’s were harder. Like when a child came to cross after having met a terrible fate in an accident. They needed a lot more work to feel comfortable. She was sitting on the edge of the cloud like platform, one foot dangling of the side while the other was standing with her knee up so she could rest her arm and head on them. Her wings were stretched out around her. She was looking down to the earthly plane, looking at a clock that was close to running out of time. “Are you looking at the next soul, my dear?” A voice behind her sounded. She looked up. It was archangel Angelo. “Yes..” she said before she looked back down. “You sound unhappy about it, Eva?” He questioned. “He is so young Angelo. Has so much to live for still. Why is his time over already?” She questioned. “Evangeline. It isn’t our task to question that. Only God knows why their time is ending.” He told her, a hand placed on her small shoulder. “It just doesn’t seem fair.. He had so many plans for his life. He doesn’t even know he is sick yet.” She complained. “Go fetch the soul. There is nothing you can do about this, my Dear.” He said, an edge of a warning in his voice as he said that. Evangeline looked up and watched as he walked away from her and then back towards the boy that she had been watching now for days. Just 10 minutes left..

Andrew BOT 02-Jul-21 06:55 AM

Andrew was not fully awake yet. He was trying to recall his dream, and had it not been for the medications, he would probably succeed. After several attempts, he gave up and took a look around. His room was a grey cube, looking just like hundreds of others in the hospital. Dull, boring, suffocating. That was part of his morning routine now, trying to remember a dream, failing, feeling hopeless, rinse and repeat. He was distracted from his miserable thoughts as the nurse for the day entered and started asking him some questions, with a smile on her face. She was her favorite nurse. She was very kind, even for a nurse. Of course, seeing her didn't change his mood at all. "Did you sleep well last night?" she asked, while checking his vitals. "I slept okay." he replied with difficulty, looking into the distance, the thought of his imminent end weighing on him. Andrew heaped porridge into his mouth as fast as he could, as if in a rush to go to sleep and dream again. It had been an eventless day, as eventless as it can be for someone with valvular heart disease. He glanced at the TV every now and then, reading the news headlines. "Daughter reunited with her father after 5 years." was the most interesting one he had read that day. I wonder if I can be a part of the outside world again, after this shit is over. That spark of hope didn't last long, however. He hated to think about it, everyone does, but you have to be realistic about these things. He woke up with a dull pain in his chest, not being able to move or speak. He couldn't hear the nurse rushing in, although her mouth movement indicated that she was shouting. Three other figures in appeared after a while, one of whom was preparing a defibrillator. The memories of his life started to flash in front of him, and the pain started to fade away. So this is how it ends...

Evangeline BOT 02-Jul-21 08:37 AM

She had stepped down from the heavens, her wings keeping her from falling freely and landed softly with her feet on the earths ground. She walked among the human’s, but no one was able to see her. She could hide her presence from them, walking among them without them knowing. She followed a mass of them towards a white and green building. A building where the soul would be staying. She walked the stairs to the room. She knew the number by heart now. 3.19. She looked at him from the doors. He was sleeping peacefully, but his clock was winding down. 15.. 14.. 13.. 12.. ticking away slowly till the timer reached zero and the monitors around him started to beep in alarming tones. Nurses rushed past her towards the boy. They pressed on his chest, pushed medicine into his veins, shocked him with electric shock. But Evangeline already knew that it was pointless. God had chosen his time, no modern medicine would be able to bring him back to the living now. “We have done all the can..” a doctor said with a defeated sigh coming from their mouth. “Time of death, 14:38. Poor kid.” They called out and everyone stopped. Emotions were heavy as a blanket was placed over his face and they left the room. She was alone with him then. His soul still attached to his body by the slightest bit. It wouldn’t take long before it would show and she would show him the way to the heavenly plane, to the white gates. “No..” she suddenly said. She walked over to him, took the cloth down that was over his face, her hand petting softly over his forehead. “You are not ready.” She whispered and bend over, planting a kiss on his forehead between his eyebrows.

With a jolt the boy would wake, a deep breath filling his lungs as his heart kickstarted his body. He would stare straight at her, her brown hair framing her face, green eyes staring back into his. She wore a white dress and her pure white wings were spread behind her. It was only for mere seconds before she faded from his view again, leaving him alone in the room.

Andrew BOT 07-Jul-21 05:48 AM

Andrew sat there, shocked by what he had seen. What had just happened? Had he been dreaming, or was he in one? The pain in his chest was gone, although he could remember it clearly, and so were the figures. The doctors, nurses, that... his heart started to thump with fear, his mouth went dry and he started to feel sick. What had he just seen? Wings? I was hallucinating. That was the explanation he wanted to believe. His thoughts were interrupted and he almost had a heart attack when a nurse entered the room and screamed with terror. Her face was as pale as a ghost. She almost hit the door on her way out, mumbling unintelligibly. Moments later the doctors returned to his bed, the expression on their faces betraying their emotions. He was indeed back from the dead, after all, thanks to... that creature with wings. He paid no attention to the doctors, just thinking about what he had seen. An angel? He asked himself. Of course not. But he failed to come up with an alternative explanation, and tried to forget what had happened. A new life awaited. New opportunities. Moments later, her parents entered the room, crying with joy and embracing him. After years, he was feeling joy. Tears started rolling down his face, and he hugged his parents back.

Evangeline BOT 08-Jul-21 02:32 AM

"What have you done?!" it was a bouldering voice, a voice that went straight into Evangeline's spine and left her nailed to the ground. The voice was in her head, nowhere near her, yet she was terrified. "He wasn't ready." she said with determination in her voice. By that point she already vanished from the boys side, found a quiet place to regain herself. "That is not up to you to decide!" the voice continued to lecture her. She knew she was in trouble. She knew that what she had done should never have been done. She was a guide angel and guide angels didn't meddle with the mortal lives of humans. They simply guided their souls to the place they were meant to go. "I know.." was her only answer. She knew she was wrong. She felt something then, something that left her in agonizing pain. It felt like her wings being ripped away from her back, torn away from her very flesh. She screamed and turned around, yet her wings were still there. "You will learn the mistake you have made Evangeline. Stay with the boy. You decided he lives, yet you are still his guide. As long as he shall live, you arn't welcome back in the heavenly planes." The voice spoke to her before it vanished. Her eyes went big as she panicked slightly. She was banished, banished to the earthly ground. Even if her wings weren't actually ripped from her back they might as well be. She could no longer use them to go to the place they were meant to bring her. She sobbed softly to herself for a few minutes before she regained herself. She hid her wings, leaving the small space she had found for herself to return to the bed where the boy now once again laid. His heart beating in his chest, strong and powerful. His parents bending over him with tears of joy, even the boy cried. She just stared from far the opening in the door, looking at the boy who was only alive because she had made him that way.

Andrew BOT 14-Jul-21 05:56 AM

Andrew was filled with joy. He was looking forward to a life without a debilitating condition. His father left to talk to his doctor, leaving him alone with his mother. He could tell that she was still in shock, sitting uncomfortably in the chair, staring at him. He didn't look back at her, it felt too much and he didn't know what to say. It was an awkward moment. He was looking at the people outside, trying to guess theirs stories. A middle-aged man on his phone, a young girl talking to her mother, and... a young woman staring staring at him, with an expression of shock, or maybe fear. He was caught by surprise and looked away instantly. He glanced back at her and met her eyes, smiling awkwardly this time. She didn't smile back. Her face looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember meeting her. He had met many doctors, nurses, surgeons, and patients during his time there, and he couldn't remember them all. She probably knows I was dead minutes ago. He chuckled, and decided to ignore her. Made sense. Every single person in the hospital had probably heard the news by then. He picked up his favorite book "The Kingkiller Chronicles" and started reading.

Evangeline BOT 24-Jul-21 09:55 PM

Even if her actions had gotten her banned from the heavens she couldn't help but feel joy. She watched as this family was reunited with their child, a child they had believed to have died. Their grief had turned into relief. She couldn't help but smile. Then his eyes met hers and she just got nailed to the ground. Would he recognize her? Would he know what she did. Did he even realize that he had been dead just moments before this? She had never guided his soul, which means that in the very least he did not get a peek at the holy grounds of the heaven, but his soul might have already left his body behind and gotten just a peek of what she had done. But even if he did know, his look at her didn't give it away. Before long his eyes left hers again and she was once again left on her own in the hallway. Doctor's would soon come in to take him up for more scans, trying to figure out what had happened to him. They had pronounced a person dead, that was clearly still alive. There were talks with his parents, trying to keep them from taking this up into a lawsuit. "Hey Andrew." came a knock at the door of the room to grab the boy's attention. It was the cardiospecialist that had been overseeing his care for a while now. "You gave us quite a scare back there!" He said with a smile. "We are not entirely sure what happened. We know you had a heart attack, coded on our watch and we were unable to bring you back. For reasons unsure to us, you came back though. You are a lucky man." he smiled at him. "Now, we did some more scans and overall I am happy with how they look. The Aortic stenosis is still there, but this is no surprise. Your heart rhythm actually seems better then when you came in a few days ago. I would like to keep you overnight for observation, but if things still seem good in the morning, I would actually be alright with letting you go home if you feel up to it."

Andrew BOT 29-Jul-21 11:08 AM

Andrew didn't like the idea of staying for another night, especially if it involved more tests and scans. Pointless, he thought. He didn't expect them to understand how that had happened, and he was certain they would fail. But he didn't want to stir drama. "Okay, that's fine by me, thank you, Dr Hall". The cardiologist smiled and left the room. He kept on reading: “It's the questions we can't answer that teach us the most. They teach us how to think. If you give a man an answer, all he gains is a little fact. But give him a question and he'll look for his own answers.” Pretty convenient. I bet Patrick Rothfuss never had to ponder my question. He kept on reading. There was still a lot of time till the end of the day. Andrew came back from his daily walk and noticed the girl was still sitting there. Was she stalking him? He couldn't tell, maybe he was being paranoid. Well, she is probably bored like I am. He shrugged and went back to his bed and picked up the book. He was determined to finish it before tomorrow. That goal gave him a small sense of purpose and saved him from going insane. He had only read a few words when he started to remember the winged person vaguely. So elegant, so magnificent, so... his eyes fell on the girl who had been watching him the entire time. She didn't have wings, but the resemblance was uncanny. Nah, that's just stupid. she couldn't be the angel he had seen ,but her strange behaviour was reason enough for him to talk to her. He got out of bed, walked nervously towards her, and said "Hello, I've noticed you've been waiting here for a while. I can ask one of the nurses to help you, if that's what you need. I'm Andrew, by the way."

Evangeline BOT 30-Jul-21 08:01 AM

She had tried to leave the hospital multiple times. She had walked in the direction of the exit, following the signs that indicated it. But every time she drifted from the boys room, there was this painful thumping in her heart that pulled her back towards the boy who she had just saved. So she went back to him, sitting outside of his room, looking at the small things he was doing, listening in on the things the nurses were telling him. She could still see his clock, standing on zero. He had no time left, yet he was here. She wanted to believe that if God was truly wanted him dead, he wouldn’t have let her get the chance to intervene. Yet she was still banished, unable to return home. His eyes met her for at least the 10th time and she didn’t even bother looking away from him anymore. Her sleek dark hair hung around her face, framing her light blue eyes and round face. Eventually he walked his way and introduced himself. “I know.” She said with a smile on her face. She wasn’t from this place, she didn’t interact with humans. She didn’t know she might not be supposed to tell those things. “My name is Evangeline.” She said, putting her hand out towards him. Her skin was soft and without any blemished or marks. “You are the boy who died today.” She said in a very matter of fact way. “Are you glad to be alive?” She needed to know, needed to know that she didn’t safe his life for no reason at all. That her banishment as at least worth something.

Andrew BOT 02-Aug-21 09:58 PM

Evangeline. Such a pretty name, he thought. Her blues eyes were lustrous, world reflected in them. Andrew shook her hand lightly. So, that was why she was looking with such interest: His death and his miraculous resurrection. Evangeline's voice was gentle, making him feel at ease. "Yes, I am the infamous zombie." He let out a laugh, and continued "I've never felt better. Few people get a second chance at life. This is uncharacteristic of me, but I am truly grateful." He was smiling. He wasn't that sad, cynical man he knew. He didn't have to desperately seek pity by pushing people away, not anymore. "I can't wait to go back to school, to learn, to dream again." He realized he was being overly dramatic. This isn't me, it's Shakespear re-incarnated! he thought. "And there's this book series I love, The Kingkiller Chronicle, which I didn't think I'd have the time to finish. To be honest, that's what I'm most grateful for, but let's keep that a secret", he said, letting out a light-hearted laugh again, hoping he hadn't overwhelmed Evangelion with his over-enthusiasm. He didn't want to leave her. He wanted to sit there and talk for hours. A wave of attraction was travelling through his body. He closed his eyes for a moment, riding the wave, savouring every moment of it.