Dominic sat in a small room in the higher reaches of his cathedral.
Before him was a large book -- on each page was a complete description of
thousands upon thousands of pending cases of Law, both in the mortal realm
and in the Heavens. The Archangel sat quietly and was giving each case
his full attention and review, which meant that he was turning pages every
twenty seconds or so. The Law required that he take his time, you see.
His reading was interrupted by the sound of small wings flapping. He
turned his attention to an upper window where a large raven had just
alighted.
"We must talk" said a powerful voice, though no words were spoken.
"Ah, Jordi. What can I do for the Lord of Beasts? Have you come to offer
Confession and seek Absolution?"
The voice, while saying nothing, carried several strong notes of utter
distain that anyone in the room could hardly fail to notice.
"No. A Servitor. Yours. Asking questions. About my Children. My
Garou. Threatening them. Their existance. You break your promise."
"Ah." spoke the Seraph, seeing the source of Jordi's irritation. "I have
already taken care of that. I have directed my Servitor's attention
elsewhere."
"What was he told?"
Sighing, the Seraph elaborated. "Simply that the Garou were the special
provice of both yourself and Lady Novalis. Which is perfectly true and
all he needs to know. Our agreement regarding them still stands."
There was a long silence.
"I do not trust. Not you. They are mine. My children. My Watchers.
You care not for them. You exiled them. But I will protect. From you.
>From anyone. Do not threaten again." This was punctuated by the abrupt
flight of the raven from the sill.
Dominic sighed once again. It was hard for Jordi to understand, he knew.
Hard for the Lord of all Animals to except that anyone cared for his
charges as much as he did. But Dominic did care, after all; that's why he
and Jordi came to an agreement about them.
What few in Heaven realized was that there was room in Judgement for both
Pity and the possibility of Rehabilitation. And so there was room for
these things in Dominic as well. Which is why Dominic still kept tabs on
the Grigori, his own and every other Archangels'. Including Jordi's
Garou and their kin. Because Dominic was waiting and hoping each new day
would be the day that he would be able to mitigate the sentence and allow
them to come home.
They were exiled together, and therefore none would return until they all
could. That was their last request, and he had granted it. Until that
day, though, they would remain on Earth. And he would continue to meet
with them, every week. To see if they had earned Heaven once again.
Speaking of which, Dominic thought, it's time. The Seraph closed his book
and transported himself away to the first in a long line of meetings with
the Eighth Choir.
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