jovahs_heiress | yes, we believe in the wisdom of our god

Isabella is generally referred to as: promising.

Angels in general are a breed apart. Of course they've all got lovely voices, they've all got classical music training and know the masses and prayers, they're all blessed winged creatures -

But that doesn't mean they're all smart, or all good, even (Isabella was taken to see Windy Point, once, or what's left of it, and of course she sees the scars on Galo Mountain every year at the Gloria; there stood angels who were not good). And Isabella is smart and good.

Isabella is always the first to volunteer for an intercession. She likes them. She'll call down weather, plead for seeds, pray a shower of medicine to fall from the sky, and she will get what she asks for, and she loves nothing more than to dive from hours aloft in prayer and clasp the hands of the people she helped and go home to the Eyrie to take on her next assignment. When there are none - when there is the right amount of rain and sun in the province, when there is no plague and no famine - she studies. She studies a bit of everything, but she fancies herself particularly a historian, investigating the accounts of Archangels' reigns past. From books, mostly, although once she wrangled herself a year in Cedar Hills to assist the Archangel Linus, and when she is in the Eyrie she closely follows the leader of the host there, the former term-lapsed Archangel Delilah.

She tried to get in with the other living former Archangel, too, Alleluia the oracle who served as Delilah's interim while the latter's wing recovered from an injury, but after a few hours' conversation Alleluia said that she could not accept Isabella as even a temporary acolyte and sent her to Peninnah instead. Isabella learned a lot from Peninnah, but she's confused about why Alleluia turned her down personally only to send her to another oracle, after such a prolonged interview. Particularly since Sinai is in her own province; what was the point in sending her all the way to Gaza?

But the instruction came from an oracle, and oracles' words more often than not come from Jovah. She went to Gaza, learned from Peninnah, and went home.

Now she is back at the Eyrie, and the first thing she wants to do is let Delilah know that she's back. Her wings aren't so tired that she can't immediately fly to the Corinnis or the outskirts of Semorrah or anywhere and accomplish something. Failing that, she'd love to sign up for harmonies again now that she's home and wants to know what she ought to schedule around.

Delilah is with her husband Noah, and a visitor. He doesn't seem like a petitioner, and he doesn't look like an Edori, although the fact that he and Noah are talking in Edori suggests that he might be an adopted one. (There are hardly any Edori of either sort left; most of them live in Ysral, now.) Isabella waits patiently outside the door for the host leader's attention.

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jovahs_heiress

Isabella goes on stroking his hair. "Did you pick Micaiah yourself or did the other Manderras name you?"

From:

pythbox

"I never told 'em a name, and that's what they started calling me after a while. I liked it, so I kept it."

From:

jovahs_heiress

"That makes sense." She's still petting his hair. (It's soft.)

From:

pythbox

"I like it when you do that," he adds.

From:

jovahs_heiress

"If I didn't think you did," she laughs, "I'd stop."

From:

pythbox

"You're really nice," he says comfortably. "I like you a lot."

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jovahs_heiress

"I'm glad," she says. "Are you ready to head back to the Eyrie?"

From:

pythbox

"I think so."

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jovahs_heiress

"Okay then." She scoops him up in her arms - one under his knees, one behind his back, holding him securely, and she gets up and runs down the hill, wings outflung, until she catches air and rises into the sky. "So - now we know the answer to that question."

From:

pythbox

"We do!" says Micaiah. "Now what?"

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jovahs_heiress

"...Well, I'm not sure. If I didn't know that Edori don't even believe in marriage I would be asking you to avoid marrying anyone who isn't me. Since that would interfere with angelico-ing if it came up."

From:

pythbox

"...Oh," he says, "yeah, I guess I'd have to marry you."

Pause.

"Okay."

From:

jovahs_heiress

"It's - hardly urgent. It may not be necessary at all; Jovah only commands it of Archangels and he could still easily choose someone else," says Isabella.

From:

pythbox

"Well, I'm not saying let's hurry right up to the—wherever people get married," he says. "But if we have to. It's okay."

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jovahs_heiress

"Priests," laughs Isabella. "Priests do it - oracles can too, and host leaders are empowered to do the same but often don't. I'd ask Delilah, probably. I don't think Alleluia likes me and Peninnah hates doing weddings for anyone out of her own family."

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pythbox

"Delilah's fun," opines Micaiah.

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jovahs_heiress

"A lot of people describe her that way. I think my go-to adjective would be... passionate, maybe. But maybe I'm just not her kind of fun and I don't see as much of that side of her."

From:

pythbox

"Passionate works too," he agrees.

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jovahs_heiress

"She didn't seem to be talking much during your conversation with Noah. How'd you form your impression of her?"

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pythbox

"She was talking more earlier," he explains.

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jovahs_heiress

"Makes sense. Um - you said you were planning to stay at the Eyrie but only as of recently. Did someone offer you a guest room, or...?"

From:

pythbox

"No," he shrugs.

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jovahs_heiress

"Okay. There may be one, but there may not, especially if I'm guessing right about why Delilah and Noah went off to entertain Manadavvi - there could be a lot of them."