Jace landed with the soft grace of an angel of his rank: a Power. Wings of the deepest red flapped once before furling behind him. As guardian against the Fallen, he has to fight constantly against the dark force with his mighty axe and flail. His green eyes, narrow with silent pride and his aura of no-nonsense usually made others not at all familiar to him to give him wide berth. All except one. Jace hid a scowl and it took tremendous effort for his eyebrow not to twitch and the added weight of his own assistant's arm around his neck and body flush against his side.
"That was a wild one, eh Jace?"
Axel was a Principality. A rank lower and should be stationed in a place beside a leader of Earth; some important human being. However, the Courts had decided to place this infuriating man in the capable, but tiring hands of Power Jace.
The Power huffed and did not dignify his assistant with a response, flicking his shoulder length white hair, and Axel, off his shoulder. As he walked off, he divested his back of his axe, Azalea and held it out for a brief moment before letting it go, and unlatched his heavy flail, Heidigger to do the same. They didn't crash to the floor like the first time Axel had been on the job. The other white haired angel had learned fairly quickly to be fast on his feet and nimble with his hands when it came to the Power's weapons. Jace nodded to whomever found it within themselves to greet him as he made a beeline toward the room he, regrettably, shared with Axel.
"One of those Fallen were new to their ranks, I think," Axel prattled on, quite used to Jace's indifference and ignorance to his chatter, "He was a bit frightened, but I do give him points for bravery before you cut him down with Azalea."
"Axel," Jace spoke quietly.
"Shutting up," the other angel agreed, but the white haired Power could hear the triumphant smirk in those words.
Axel was fair skinned, just like Jace, with his own hair of white and eyes of the deepest red. His hair was much longer than Jace's as it served as his most powerful weapon. It was drawn back into a low ponytail, the ends separated by small, but incredibly sharp spade-shaped blades. He had the ability to control his hair like an extension of his body, using the heavenly gifts of an angel to infuse his deadly strikes with Holy auras. It was a great and powerful skill.
But it was given to a less than worthy angel to utilize, in Jace's not-so humble opinion.
Once in their shared quarters, Jace felt his muscle tension ease a bit as Axel scurried to put away the weapons and run the bath for him. The other unsettling part of this working relationship with Axel for Jace, was that Axel was also a Purity angel. It was his job to protect him as it was Axel's job to assist and to...fulfill. Ever since Jace had caught a glimpse of the other's personality, officially Claiming Axel [as the head angel had expected of him] had become far removed from the question. The other's mere presence was irritating. When the Principality opened his mouth, it was much, much worse.
Oh, it went without question that Axel caught on quickly and was fairly proficient at his job, minus the fulfillment part that Jace has denied him performance, but...
"The bath is drawn," Axel chirped. "Get in before it gets cold and my efforts wasted."
Jace looked over at the towel-wielding angel and his frown deepened. He walked in Axel's direction toward the bath and snatched the washcloth out of the red eyed man's hand. "I'll be bathing myself tonight."
((i don't think i'm going to have many people to play with, so I jumped in with two characters. maybe they'll meet yours and maybe they won't, and maybe their meeting would be brief, but at least people would enjoy reading, right? i may even get to entertain you xD Meet Axel and Jace, my favorite [only] characters))
