Malakite of War
Friend of the Fighters
Angel of Big-Eyed Fluffy Kittens

By Moe Lane


Corporeal Forces: 5   Strength: 12   Agility: 8
Ethereal Forces: 4   Intelligence: 6   Precision: 10
Celestial Forces: 6   Will: 12   Perception: 12
Word-Forces: 2

Skills: Chemistry/1, Dodge/6, Driving/1, Emote/3, Fighting/6, Large Weapon (Sword/3, Axe/3), Ranged Weapon (Rifle/3, Shotgun/3), Tactics/1

Songs: Battle (Corporeal/1, Ethereal/1, Celestial/1), Charm (Celestial/2), Entropy (Ethereal/2), Fire (Corporeal/1), Form (Corporeal/1), Light (Celestial/6), Might (Corporeal/1, Ethereal/1, Celestial/1), Numinous Corpus (Acid/1, Claws/1), Shields (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/1, Celestial/2), War (Corporeal/2, Ethereal/1, Celestial/1)

Attunements: Malakite of War, Elohite of War, Howl, One on One, Friend of the Fighters, Angel of Big-Eyed Fluffy Kittens

Extra Rites:

Vessels: B-AMF/3, B-EFK/6 (Charisma +2)

Roles: Unknown

Dissonance: 0

Discord: None

Artifacts: None


(Hemah had these oaths before he got his Word. They seemed safe enough at the time...)

Have you ever seen the results of an unfavorable Intervention when a celestial gets a Word?

It isn't pretty, let me tell you. Now, there's supposed to be these angels around and singing the Trisagion (thus supposedly eliminating this from happening), but, well, it looks like somebody screwed up. Or maybe they all rolled unfavorable Interventions themselves. It's all low-probability, of course, but even low-probabilities come in sometimes.

None of this makes Hemah feel any better. He was supposed to be the next Angel of One Bad Mother... (Shut Your Mouth), but there was this weird twanging sound, everything went all bluish-purple for a moment and suddenly there was a small white kitten sitting on the floor of the Seraphim Council chambers looking around and desperately trying not to swear.

The red bow around the neck was the worst part. That was just the fragging icing on the fragging cake.

Anyway, it took six months for the Council to even find out what went wrong (and give Hemah access to his old vessel again). They might have tried a fast Word strip-and-replace, except that Michael had made a horrifying discovery in that time. Well, horrifying to Hemah, at least: the angel actually had an effective Word.

It was the cuteness, you understand. The angel's kitten form was somehow insanely engrossing to the Enemy. Anyone that faced him would be hindered - often fatally - by waves of guilt from the idea of even thinking about hurting such a cuddly little ball of furry goodness. It was just like Novalis' Seraph Attunement, except that the good guys could continue to kick ass and take scalps without any problems. OK, that means that it isn't really like the Seraph of Flowers Attunement at all, but the point remains valid.

Michael wants this added to his arsenal. He's a fair Archangel: Hemah was given the option of having the Word stripped anyway. Unfortunately, the Malakite's own sense of Honor forbade him from depriving his Superior of a useful tool, no matter how personally undignified it might be. There was no guarantee that the Word could be ever fully duplicated, after all. God help him, it was in Heaven's best interests if Hemah stayed the Angel of Big-Eyed Fluffy Kittens, so the angel refused.

Oddly enough, by any objective standard Hemah's done very well out of his accident: Michael has an even higher opinion of him now than he did before, and his fellow Warriors don't even snicker at him anymore. No matter what he looks like, his mere presence in a combat means that the Enemy is distracted. That's worth respect. He's also a bit more of a hit with certain angels, which is nothing to sneeze at.

Not that everything's rosy, of course. By now, Hemah can actually use his original vessel, but there are so few occasions where it would actually be more useful in a fight. He's had to learn a lot of Songs to compensate (and get at least a little quality combat-time in). More troubling is the fact that the current strength of the Word is insufficient to give similar abilities to anyone else: Michael has thus logically decided to try to inflate the Word's potency. Watching a bunch of combat monsters attempting to make Big-Eyed Fluffy Kittens more important to humanity may be hysterical, but not when you're from the inside looking out, as it were.

But the really bad part ... well, one of the problems with being in a particular vessel is that it affects your thinking after a while. Hemah liked being a huge bruiser, thank you very much. He liked pounding demons into the ground. He was good at it. He was seriously looking forward to encouraging humans to beat the crap out of the forces of Evil by his mere example. Now, he's most effective when he just looks at some demon with big, unblinking, soulful eyes. True, he's usually quickly preparing a laser beam shot at the same time, but it's just not the same. It doesn't bother him quite as much as it once did, though, and that sort of scares him. Especially since he started to catch himself...

Well, he's been catching himself purring.


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