Princess Iolanthe: Archangel Opinions

By Elizabeth McCoy ([email protected])

**Flaming
Feather**

Archangels:

Basically, Iolanthe likes the Archangels, too, with the exceptions of the ones who somehow manage to annoy her or scare her.

Blandine: Youth holds potential, and one can always hope for the best. She does not seek out terrors. (Oooo, longhair. Dozzit pull?)

Christopher: She's, well... She's a KID. What can I say? And she's not really _bad_ like all the others. She just doesn't know any better. (Fuzzycuddly! Furrygrab!)

David: She's very small. Fearless. She bit my finger. Christopher assures me that this is teething and not an attack. Her teeth are very sharp. (Tastes okay, good to chomp!)

Dominic: Since her selfishness seems more born of youth and inexperience than malice, it would be inappropriate to punish her for it, instead of attempting to educate her. This will require investigation, of course, and possibly a trial of sorts. (Cloak! Fabric! Yummy! *yankyank*)

Eli: *giggle, snicker, fall onto the floor and roll around laughing* *gasp* Creation. Creation! Don't you get it? A baby! Okay, she's an Impudite, but STILL! Creation in Hell! They can't keep it out. They can't keep _us_ out. I love this kid. (Fun! Sings! Pattycake! Peekaboo! Toys!! *mounch, mounch*)

Gabriel: When the Sun was a burning, bright, new thing, I remember David asked if it would not scorch the new Earth in its youthful dance. We shall see, won't we? We shall all see, what path this daughter dances upon. (Hothot. Mommy say notouch, hot. Pretty-bright. Wanna mounch!)

Janus: Interesting kid. I think I like her. I picked her up once, and *foosh*, she's got my bike-keys out of my pocket. Strong grip, too. Couldn't get 'em away from her till I gave her someone else's keys. But hey, Marc's got plenty more BMWs, right? (Funstuff in pockets! Spinaround realfast! Toss in air and catchme! Fun! Fun! Fun!)

Jean: *twitch* She's very cute. *twitch* It's an objective observation. *twitch* Any reaction to that is quite emotional. *twitchtwitch* She's very, very *twitch* cute. *twitch* (Sparkly! Zap? OW. WHAAAAA!)

Jordi: The young of most species must be tolerated in their unthinking behaviors until they are old enough to comprehend good manners. When she is older, I will have words with her about ear-pulling, tail-bending, fur-grabbing, and petting from head to tail and not vice versa. (Ears! Tails! Fur! Paws! *grabgrab*)

Khalid: Her youth and unique interpretation of her Word is something to give hope that Allah's hand was upon her at her creation, for all that she was within Hell. Perhaps, when she is old enough to understand... In the meantime, I wish that she would not grab beards. (Facefur! Ooooo!)

Laurence: I was created to kill demons. *twitch* Mere attractiveness is not *twitch* a valid reason to spare them. *twitch* Of course, a child knows nothing of honor, and it is therefore perfectly justifiable that I should endeavor (when I have the time, of course, which is rarely) to convert this child-Princess when I encounter her, rather than seek to raise my blade against a being who seems unaware of the dangers but instead just _looks_ at me with those huge, sweet eyes and raises up her arms for me to play with her... *twitch* (Won't lemme have shinything. Mean. Grabhair instead.)

Litheroy: Well, naturally I'd like to know the truth behind her crowning -- that's really the only major mystery pertaining to her. But I'll probably have to wait until she grows up enough to ask her. (Lithy-who?)

Marc: Her grasp of a fair exchange is shaky. I don't know how she got my car keys, but I had to give her my gold pen for one hand, and a dollar bill for the other, before she dropped them. She managed to tear the dollar into shreds, but she's still got my pen. I hope I don't get a visit from an annoyed Djinn who doesn't like the "toy" I gave the kid. I think I'll start carrying beanie babies or something... (Newstuff! Gimme things. Nice.)

Michael: Okay, so I'm cleaning up after an ambush that almost got some of my people, and I come across this cowering demon who was in the area. I'm about to cleave it in twain and all that good stuff, when BAM, Superior-level disturbance, and it's holding this _baby_ in front of it. This is a new one on me, so I take the kid before the demon can drop it or something, and then I realize I'm holding a brand new Princess. (Yeah, the demon bugged out while I was doing the double-take. Some other time.) She tried to get my axe, but I kept her from doing more than hanging onto the handle. Then she started tasting it. Don't they have chew-toys for kids in Hell? (_Stuff! Toss in air and catchme! Fun!_)

Novalis: She's just the most darling, adorable, sweet little bundle of baby -- and yes, I know she's getting Essence if I say that, but really, it's quite true! Isn't it true, Dominic? ["..."] Anyway, where was I? Oh, right. I think she's going to just get nicer and nicer -- no one in Hell can be _mean_ to her, see? So she's not going to learn bad habits. She may be a little _spoiled_, but that's what we're for: we can explain to her about limits, and still love her. (Pretty! Nice! Cuddly! Brightflowerthings to mounch and rip and taste!)

Yves: *enigmatic smile* Kronos doesn't like her. (All wrinkly. Nice?)

Zadkiel: It's not like she _attacks_ anyone. Most of her Servitors seem to worry about finding her new things to entertain her. She's not a threat, and Novalis likes her. (Cuddly?)

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