#ch:az

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Headcanon: A Person By Another Name

The newest iteration of Death & Destruction wraps themselves in the trappings of Christianity. Though they did not always. Every religion in this plane of existence has a name for them. A designation that they once wore with pride. And if it calls for it they would do so again.

Those versions of themselves exist independently as needed but are simply facades of the one being.

Appolion: Shiva/Kali, Persephone*, The Morrigan, Loki

Azrael: Yama, Thanatos*, Arawn*, Hela

Iterations fade with the changing of time and the number of devotees that still acknowledge them. Once they get to s certain point they are replaced and allowed to rest. Becoming faint memories of what once was.

*Alternate Iteration can be requested for threads,

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"It's restful. The time between the ending of one universe and the first death in another is peaceful. No voices crying out in grief, begging, or cursing what they have lost. They are greedy mortals and those who think themself immortal for something they were always bound to lose." Azrael explained after taking a long minute to think it over. She and her twin had taken to calling it a catnap. Because to them who had been around since almost the beginning of time, it was just a cat nap.

"It is rather soft. Not a true death really. We just cease to exist from moment to th next and wait patiently to do the dance again."

"Huh." Not an inquiring noise, but rather something to voice understanding. Or at least, something akin to it. Seongho's never died before — not fully. Milliseconds of finality have always been sewn shut by the instinct to borrow another's time. That, in and of itself, only allows so much room for error ( or repair, in this case ), but here's still here. Alive and breathing and asking for more insight.

"What's that like? The resetting. This like a soft reset or a hard one? Do you feel it completely?"

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Headcanon: Halos

In the hierarchy of the heavenly host, rank is designated by halos. The material they are made of, the stones that inlay them, and the number of stones/spires further break down the ranking. More complex halos meant a higher ranking while a simple one meant a lower one.

As they were created by unconventional means the twins have different materials that make up their halos.

Apple's is made of iron & bone, inlaid with obsidian, red opal, and sunstone, and possesses 7 spires.

Azrael's is made of holly & leather, inlaid with moonstone, blue agate, and benitoite, and also possesses 7 spires.

Halos are invisible to the immortal eye except in the shadow of an angel which is when their true form is revealed.

Both women wear facial coverings along with their halos. Apple's is ivory, ash stained, and ripped but covers her lower face. While Az's is charcoal grey and smells of dirt and blood, it covers her whole face.

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Pretty Packaging

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Az had an extensive collection of risque clothing from over the years. The pieces that always seemed to always get her in trouble were made of latex. And with the help of the boys and the first outfit, Tony had ever seen her in she planned on surprising Tony for his birthday.

He was rather observant so keeping everything a secret had been a little hard. If anything Az had to keep the plan between her and Aaron as Konig and Price would crack under wifely pressures. She was applying another coat of her favorite oxblood lipstick before shooting a text to Aaron.

'You got eyes on your fearless leader? Doing a final check before I had on over.'

Taking a peak in the mirror she smiled at her reflection. Black latex pencil skirt, sleeveless crop top, matching elbow-length gloves, and a silver chain body harness. One of her less sexually explicit pieces but a favorite. Paired with a pair of black red bottoms and a burgundy great coat with a tie about the waist to cover it all up.

Grabbing her keys and her purse she was out the door and in the car in just a few moments. By the time she got into town and was parked at the bar, walking towards Tony's shop she had a text from the private chef she'd reserved that dinner would be ready in an hour. Giving her more than enough time to have a little fun in the shop.

"Honey, I'm home," Azrael called as she walked in the door and laid hr purse on the front desk giving a wink to the receptionist.

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“ did you turn my alarm off? ” tony

"Maybe, maybe not?" She whispered as she leaned down to press a kiss to his lips. Az didn't often rise before Tony and it was a treat to see him all sleep worn and hazy. "Don't worry you're not late. I just wanted to wake you up a little more gently than that blaring alarm since you indulged my need to socialize last night."

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"Oh, I know who you are Niamh and it's a pleasure to be in good company tonight." She replied with a laugh at the woman's reaction. She was much more used to fright over awe when people found out who and what she was. Maybe it was because they both dealt with endings that Niamh was so different.

"Without going too deep into it as I stand before you I am Azrael Angel of Death. Have I always been? No. Will I always be? Also probably a no." Az explained thoughts briefly drifting back to the oldest version of herself that she could still remember. She was very different from back then and would continue to grow and change to fit the times and various realities. They were interrupted briefly by two orders of the before-mentioned shots being served alongside an artfully prepared charcuterie board.

"Yes, I'd like to thank you for that. Once a soul is detached from its flesh it tends to linger if not immediately collected. If they linger too long they can become a danger to themselves or others. Thanks to you many a soul can pass peacefully rather than starting to decay."

"A rather gruesome line of work isn't? But nessacary." Azreal sighed a tired look appearing in her eyes as she came to recognize another worn in tattered spirit. How many people were as confidnt as this one was when it came to actively seeking out death. Though Az didn't need need to be told that had the same proffession to know they were. The end....the unbecoming had a certain feel and smell to it. And it left its mark on all who came in contact with it.

"I have a set of shot style cocktails called the seven deadly sins. Almost the best thing on the menu if you haven't tasted the virtues. We'll have a round in VIP so that we can have some privacy. You're not the first person to come to meet me. But you are the most confident, which I like." She said turning to make a gesture to the barmaid who noddd and started on the drinks. Az waved away the bouncer before rising to her feet and heading towards the VIP section.

"Azrael, though I'm sure you know that nam but not the face that goes with it. And you dear? Who are you?"

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❛ Death would be kinder.' tony

"Now you're just being childish." Azrael snorted in reply to his question. As the embodiment of death itself she could admire a good joke. But not at the expense of the request she'd made. "It's just the opening of an art exhibit. It's not like I'm dragging you to the opera or to meet my nonexistent parents."

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"Death would be kinder" (Meme)

Continued From Here

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Azrael nodded in confirmation of his shoe choice for her. They would match tonight and she sort of wanted her partner to be the center of attention. Tony may not really want to go but she wanted to admire and watch others admire him while they were out. Az pulled her clothing on she turned to take a look at herself in the mirror before approaching the dresser by the bathroom. "Mmmm maybe silver for the accessories tonight. I have a new set of hoops that I think would really look good." She said reaching out and plucking one of the many bottles of cologne off the vanity. Between her and Gin, the man owned at least 1/4 of the perfume counter. Spritzing it in the air she inhaled before nodding and coming up behind him. She set the bottle of Versace Eros on the bathroom sink allowing her arms to wrap around him and smooth the lapels of his jacket. "Hmmm, you look good enough to eat my love."

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❛ Don’t touch me.' tony

Az flinched away from him not in fear but in surprise. Tony wasn't scary at least not to her but sometimes he could be unstable. Confusing in his reactions or lack of reactions. He'd just come home from another one of his bonus missions and she'd never seen him like this before.

"Okay I won't touch you honey." She said her voice low and calm. Step by step she backed away from him until she was at a more comfortable distance for him. "What do you need from me."

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❛ In fact, I find myself thinking of you even at the most… inopportune moments of the day. ❜ tony

Her cheeks pinked up at his words. They'd only be on a handful of dates at this point but she was enjoying herself much more than she ever had before. And it made her relieved to know that she was lingering on his mind as much as he was on hers.

"Should I apologize?" Az whispered after clearing her throat and taking a moment to compose herself. "I've never had to apologize for becoming an obsession but you sound almost inconvenienced. I'd hate to take you away from more important thoughts."

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Az didn't normally have to deal with overzealous drunkards at her bar. The staff had gotten very good at cutting people off and spotting problem drinkers before things got bad. Turning her head she took a peak in the mirror at the light mark of discoloration that hid the mark left on her cheek from the man's heavy class ring. Az couldn't remember the last time she'd been injured let alone at her establishment.

Fluffing her hair she turned when she heard footsteps moving towards her from the bedroom. She was supposed to still be at work and he was supposed to be hanging out with the boys for the night.

"Hello darling, I thought you were going to be busy for the rest of the night." She said moving to kiss him.

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Open Rp

"The devil is in the details. Or at least that's what the human say." Azrael laughed as she looked over the contract in her hands. She had plucked it from the body of a recently deceased demon with the intention of educating herself. "But they never know how right they are."

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Azrael couldn't help the chuckle that bubbled up from the depth of her soul. She found him to be decidedly more interesting than most of the people she had come in contact with in her many lifetimes. And here was asking her about the few times he had almost stumbled off his mortal coil.

"Yes to the former and no to the latter." She finally said after a beat of silence. "I've 'died' or been reset ....yes that is a better word for it. I have been reset many times before. And it is a necessary thing that I don't think heavily on."

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“I should be dead, really. The fact that I’m not? Blind luck.” Or maybe there really was some otherworldly force out there that had him in their good graces.

Lips smack together as nails tap, tap, tap against the surface below. Restlessness usually inspires him to loop another into pointless trouble, but this time he's simply caught in the ashen past and morbid curiosity. “You ever had a near-death experience that just.. stuck?

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"A rather gruesome line of work isn't? But nessacary." Azreal sighed a tired look appearing in her eyes as she came to recognize another worn in tattered spirit. How many people were as confidnt as this one was when it came to actively seeking out death. Though Az didn't need need to be told that had the same proffession to know they were. The end....the unbecoming had a certain feel and smell to it. And it left its mark on all who came in contact with it.

"I have a set of shot style cocktails called the seven deadly sins. Almost the best thing on the menu if you haven't tasted the virtues. We'll have a round in VIP so that we can have some privacy. You're not the first person to come to meet me. But you are the most confident, which I like." She said turning to make a gesture to the barmaid who noddd and started on the drinks. Az waved away the bouncer before rising to her feet and heading towards the VIP section.

"Azrael, though I'm sure you know that nam but not the face that goes with it. And you dear? Who are you?"

open to: Anyone (Humans, Fellow Angel, Other Supernaturals) muse: Azrael* (Angel of Death/Owner Operator of a Supernatural Bar) idea: Your muse popped up at several of Az's soul collections and is now at her bar. They could be a minor reaper, a fellow death scion, or a curious individual who has has a look through the veil.

*Az is a multidimensional existence so unless you are looking right at her and she wants to be seen then you have probably only witnessed flashes and shadows of her in places.

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"Mmmm didn't anyone ever tell you curiosity killed the cat," Azrael said as the bouncer handed her their ID. She glanced down at it and gave a slight smirk before handing it back. The angel had run into a lot of people in her life so knew when something was a fluke and when it was the wheels of fate turning. And after seeing them at one too many of her collections fate was starting to look good.

"I have a feeling you're not here for the live entertainment or the good booze. Let's get straight to the point then and you tell me what you are looking for."

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"Do I?" She hummed secretly pleased with herself for his willingness to stay with her. Sometimes their jobs didn't give them the chance to spend much time with each other. Their relationship was doing well enough the everyday/multiple interactions weren't always needed. But were appreciated and rewarded. They could laze around today just enjoying each other's company without work or outside influence.

"Good morning, handsome. I was actually thinking that I would prefer a bite to eat. I'm pretty tired after last night and eggs and bacon sound wonderful."

“ did you turn my alarm off? ” tony

"Maybe, maybe not?" She whispered as she leaned down to press a kiss to his lips. Az didn't often rise before Tony and it was a treat to see him all sleep worn and hazy. "Don't worry you're not late. I just wanted to wake you up a little more gently than that blaring alarm since you indulged my need to socialize last night."

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Azrael smiles like a cat that ate the canary when he gave in. Tossing the green dress over a chair she took another look at the black one he'd picked. Tony was fashionably uninspired sometimes but she would make it work since he was willing to go.

"Mmm I really like that red one you wore to out first date. I know it's your Christmas one but you look good in it." She said as she turned to rummage through her underwear. Tossing a matching set on the top of the dresser she added, earrings, necklace, armlets, cufflinks and a tie clip for him.

"Darling you're my partner of course I want you with me. I want to show off my very favorite thing in the world. Not to mention I know you'd kill your friend before he even got the chance to see me in my underwear."

❛ Death would be kinder.' tony

"Now you're just being childish." Azrael snorted in reply to his question. As the embodiment of death itself she could admire a good joke. But not at the expense of the request she'd made. "It's just the opening of an art exhibit. It's not like I'm dragging you to the opera or to meet my nonexistent parents."