dropsof_jupiter | waves crash along the battered, lonely lighthouse

[Raphael took a few minutes to look over Earth. It was falling, fast. Michael had given the retreat order. Within hours there would be no angels left on Earth.

There were a few wayward angels Raphael wanted to attempt to collect. Anna was one.

When he appeared beside her, his head was bowed, body still.]

Anna.

[ Anna's tired. She's tired of fighting, tired of keeping these humans alive. Tired of being too angelic to be human, and too human to be an angel. It's like Raphael has chosen the worst time to appear, honestly, because she has just watched another one of their people die, and it's too much.

When he appears, her first thought is that they've finally decided to catch up on old debts, and now hers needs to be paid. The bad thing is, she's not scared. She doesn't try to run, just looks up at him with a faint attempt at a smile, slinging her gun over her shoulder. Not like it's much good anyway. ]

My times up then, is it?

[He watches. He understands the tired feeling, he's felt it for years. Longer than Anna could be aware, longer than she's had her doubts, he's wager.]

All of ours. Earth isn't fit for angels any longer.

[ This honestly is not what she's expecting. She's expecting blades or fire or any number of creative ways that archangels have to kill angels these days. She's certainly not expecting a hand being extended, and naturally she's wary. ]

It's not fit for anyone any more.

[ The response is clipped and tense, and she's eyeing him with clear mistrust. It's not that she doesn't believe he's here to save the remainder of the angels on Earth, it's just that she doesn't believe he's here to save her. ]

Do you have somewhere better in mind?

[He can't blame her for it.]

No, it's not.

[He will never disagree with that.]

Michael's given the order to retreat. Gather the Host and return home.

Retreat. Right. And what about the people here?

[ Because that's all she has now, Raphael, keeping the small handful of humans that they've managed to fence off alive. Take that away and what's left? ]

Tell Michael to come down here and fix his mess.

[ The apocalypse has made her gutsy, it seems. She never would have risked saying something like that in the old days. Maybe it's because she just doesn't care any more. ]

They're suffering will be over soon enough.

[He knows, more than most. He loves humans. But it's better this way.]

He can't Anna. There's no vessel, because certain siblings have convinced Dean to say "no". And there aren't any vessels left.

[Blaming her and Castiel? Oh yes.]

He's shutting the doors to Heaven when we leave. Reapers will be able to bring souls to Heaven, but that's it.

So tell him to find someone else. Burn someone up, I don't care, just don't leave this planet to tear itself apart.

[ Under that tiredness, under her short clipped words, is a fierce desperation. She never thought she would see another angel, in all honesty. She never thought she would get the chance to have this conversation, but now she can plead her case. ]

One life, to save all the rest. You can't honestly tell me you're happy to watch Father's children die like this?

[ She's angry, yes, but more than anything she's begging, you can see it in her eyes. The earnest way she's looking at Raphael. She needs help. If it comes down to it, she'll plead. She'd drop to her knees and beg, kiss the proverbial ring and swear allegiance to just about anyone if she thought it would do any good, but they're past that. ]

There isn't anyone else.

[There aren't enough humans left - Michael doesn't have anyone left who isn't Dean.]

No, I'm not happy. We tried to spare the planet and you fought us.

[He can see that, and it hurts on a different level. Raphael is one of the few angels who does, in fact, love humanity. And wants them safe, not suffering. He just disagrees as to how to accomplish that.]

I didn't want this. For the planet, or the humans, or us.

waves crash along the battered, lonely lighthouse

Better late than never?

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