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[OPEN] Angel Delivery Service! Please Hold!

Who: Geis and YOU
Where: Sagittarius/Virgo/Cancer Ward - take your pick!
Summary: Geis's telekinesis comes in handy when it comes to moving heavy objects. Although so many people wanting free heavy lifting!
Warnings: None

Since arriving in Hinoto-Ri, Geis found out that this place was very similar to Sodom, in that so many people needed help doing very easy tasks. They were very grateful for help too, especially when Geis refused something called 'wages'. It was apparently money, but Geis already got 'money' from this government thingy, and it didn't use it for anything. It just watched the numbers grow in its account, barely touched, and its apartment touched even less. No sleep necessary, and if Geis had a choice to wander about, it would take it! It spent too much of its life cramped in a small Home, so it planned on broadening its horizons.

And it did that by taking jobs in Sagittarius. Lifting heavy burdens from place to place, for free. It was quite easy, and the 'Bosses' were very pleased that it did it for free, but some of the large humans that loitered in those places didn't seem to like its offers of help. They grumbled and gave it awful looks. Confusing... it was helping them in that they didn't have to lift as much weight, so why the anger?

But Geis didn't spare it more than a passing thought. It went on, oblivious to the problems it was causing by offering free, efficient labour. Heavy lifting of boxes or items between warehouses and factories, or delivering merchandise to one of the two shopping districts...Geis's days were busy indeed!

So, you may see the blue energy being floating through one of the three wards, a trail of boxes filled to the brim with valuable items bobbing behind it like a line of ducklings. Of course, Geis didn't really pay much attention to these boxes - unless someone tried to steal them - so they were prone to accidentally smacking into random people, or knocking against lampposts and spilling their contents onto the ground...

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Well this was a sight Shura hadn't expected to behold. Nor be hit with, as a crate of apples slammed into her back while she was distracted looking at the conductor of this strange train.

"Hey! Watch it!"

...?

Geis paused, turning around to see a very angry - human? No. It - she - didn't feel fully human, and Geis drifted over with pure curiosity in its alien eyes, the boxes immediately moving to orbit around the energy being almost lazily (still a high risk of smacking into whoever wandered too close).

Oh, I'm sorry. You didn't move out of the way.

The voice was artificial, fluctuating between male, female, and child with rapid frequency, whispering directly into Shura's mind - provided, of course, that she wasn't protected against such things. Then it would sound like distorted gibberish.

Shura grabbed her head at the sound of that unnatural voice resonating in her head, looking quite alarmed. "What the hell are you?"

Geis was used to this reaction by now - people always got frightened by how it spoke, so it merely blinked and rolled with the harsh words.

I am Angel Number Four: Geis. I'm Good Quality Stock, and currently 'Delivery Thing'. What are you? You feel kinda humany, but not...

Shura hissed. An angel? Let's see if her title will make him beg for mercy then! "I am the Hitoshura! I am half-Fiend and on Lucifer's side!"

Alas, those titles meant absolutely nothing - well, Lucifer sounded familiar, but it only thought about it for a few seconds before shrugging it off. Probably nothing important.

Pleased to meet you The Hitoshura- or, um, wait, is Half-Fiend your name...? You weren't clear.

"My name doesn't tell you anything at all???" Shura is surprised, to say the least. To her, all angels except Pit are the servants of that One God...

"Who is your god?"

Um, god? You're saying really confusing things...

Geis fluttered its wings anxiously, the crates orbiting it giving anxious dips and bounces, its contents rumbling a bit. What was this The Hitoshura, Half-Fiend talking about...?

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"You're an angel. Don't you serve a god?" This is getting weirder and weirder, and hearing that freaky voice in her head was no better.

I - serve my purpose of being Good Quality Stock... Geis's voice was obviously confused at this point. If you mean who my superiors are, those are Scientists and humans.

"What does that mean, 'Good Quality Stock'? Were you raised for food?" Shura you are silly, he is not made of meat.

Geis seemed to puff up with pride here, its wings fluttering happily.

No. I was created for the sole purpose of ensuring that experimentations to create the Perfect Angelic Servant weren't harmful to High Quality Stock. If something hurt, or made me ill, then they would fix the experiments so that they didn't hurt anymore, and try again. If they were beneficial or good, then they'd bring them to High Quality Stock. It's a very important job!

Okay.

Okay.

You were an angel.

But Shura was still utterly appalled by your story.

"WHAT???"

U-Um...

Geis fluttered back in alarm at Shura's shout, the boxes wobbling a little before bunching close together, almost forming a shield between it and the demi-fiend. It didn't understand that kind of reaction!

I'm...to ensure safety of High Quality Stock through experiments...? Sorry didn't I, explain it well...?

"You mean you were exploited so whatever these quacks were doing didn't endanger their specimens more valuable than you! And they made you to believe it was a good thing on top of that! I can't believe it! UGH!" She stomped her foot down. Actually, she could believe it. They were human scientists. Humans did these things. Assholes.

But, um, wasn't it, um, a good thing? I was useful, and did as I was told.

From the moment that Geis was aware, it had been conditioned to always defer to humans as its superior. If a human told you to do something, you did it! It was why it was doing these deliveries, because it helped humans, and humans told it to. Even if it was painful, pain was only temporary, and soon everything became better again.

It wasn't sure how to deal with anger though.

I'm...sorry...?

"No! It wasn't a good thing! They sound like they saw you as a thing to be used then discarded when better things came along! That and I can't imagine humans trying to create the perfect angel being a good thing!" Given how this one was, Shura would bet that perfect angel would be designed to obey its creators without questions. Probably for warfare.

It, well, I wasn't good enough, so I'm lucky I was able to be so useful...?

Geis stared at this angry female in open confusion, wings fluttering and ears twitching up and down. It didn't see why being used made her so angry - well, humans got touchy about their free will being trodden on, but humans were restless creatures. That's what Haruto said. Restless. Not good for stock because of it.

Um, the angel they wanted had to be beautiful, perfect, strong, and obedient. If you had an angel at your command in Sodom, then you would be 'top of the food chain'. I don't know what that means, but it sounds important...

"Don't you see? That means if they had a slave, they were important. Not for accomplishing anything, but for owning another living being and using them!" Man, Shura never would have thought she would ever feel so mad of behalf of an angel, and yet, there she was, fuming because of this angel being used like an object to create better angels.

So after seeing this strange being carting around boxes in a line back and forth over time, Xellos opted to take some time to follow the being around from a distance. Inevitably, some people were unlucky enough to get in the way of the boxes and get bumped into - though it was after Geis eventually knocked a box into a pole and spilled one that Xellos finally opted to directly interact. Namely by moving in near-instantaneously, and taking a seat on the overturned box, one leg folded over the other, casual as can be.

"My, my - rather unobservant for a courier, aren't you?"

When Geis knocked the box against the pole, it did turn around to start scooping things back up into it - but oh, what was this? Someone was seated on the box, leaving the contents to remain spilled out onto the pavement. Geis tilted its head in curiosity, and the other boxes all stacked together in a cube like form, floating at Geis's side as it reached out, lifting up the spilt contents up off of the ground a few inches.

Five second rule on the floor and all that. But apples wouldn't bruise that badly, right?

Um, excuse me... Geis's 'voice' was artificial sounding, fluctuating between masculine, feminine, and child-like with dizzying rapidity. It also whispered directly into Xellos's mind, unless he had protections against such things, where it'd just be meaningless gibberish. You're sitting on my crate.

Well, that was an unexpected method of communication. Sure, other mouth-lacking beings he had encountered before had some sort of voice projection, but none that were so, ah. Direct.

Xellos rubs his chin, and then hops off, seemingly oblivious. "So I was!" He chuckles, stepping around the blue being, not quite sure what to make of him despite his observations. "You're quite the strange thing, I must say..."

Many people say that.

Geis's ears flicked a bit at that, and the crate Xellos had been sitting on lifted up into the air, the contents neatly dropping back into it. Dirty and bruised but, well, Geis didn't see anything wrong with dirty apples (probably because it didn't have to eat them).

The crate joined its brothers, dropping on top of the hovering cube of boxes, and Geis turned its attention back onto Xellos, tilting its head to the side as its eyes squinted. Most people got scared or aggressive whenever it spoke to them, but this one seemed nice.

You don't mind me talking? Most people get kind of upset with me.

"I can imagine they do," Xellos answers. "On both counts. Me, well. I've seen a great many things. It takes more than a disembodied voice to ruffle my feathers," he adds with a shrug. "Of course, I would think people here would be a bit more, ah - accepting of unexpected things cropping up in their heads." After all, what's a simple voice - if a very peculiar one - compared to a whole Persona?

Oh? Geis suddenly seemed all interest, floating a bit closer as its wings flared out a bit. You've seen things? What things? Tell me, tell me!

Ah, yes, Geis's greatest weakness: curiosity and love of good, fantastical stories.

"Well, the majority of those things..." he starts, then takes a few steps back. Such an emotional reaction, directed at him is enough to induce a good amount of queasiness. He needs to get some distance between himself and this creature, that's for sure.

"...are a secret!" It's not a lie - he can't go telling people openly about others like himself, and likely it will cause an emotional shift - cut off that curiosity and fascination that he accidentally stirred up.

Eh-

Geis paused, managing to somehow look thoroughly baffled with a limited way to express itself. Secret? That didn't make any sense at all. What was Secret?

Secret? That's - why you can't tell me?

Geis floated a bit closer, negating the few steps Xellos took. Sadly, Geis's curiosity and fascination only grew.

"Because, I'm not allowed, simple as that~." There were faint, visible sighs of moderate distress - a light twitching around one eye, and a defensive posture as Xellos gripped his staff with both hands.

He didn't want to play this kind of card so obviously right now, but given this creature's insistence, he was left with little choice: Xellos vanishes from sight, then reappears almost instantaneously atop the pole that Geis crashed a box into prior. He's seated once again, ever-so-casually. "Pressing the point won't do you any good, you know!"

Geis's wings flapped frantically when Xellos abruptly vanished, and it craned its head back to see the man perched atop of the pole. Amazing...! He could do that?! Geis bobbed a bit, floating a few feet higher - but only that much. Despite the floating and wings, Geis sadly couldn't fly, so Xellos was unfortunately out of reach.

Well, physical reach.

Why aren't you allowed to say? I don't understand, Geis asked innocently, and gave a tiny little 'tug' at Xellos. It felt like a small, invisible pull on Xellos's clothing, trying to coax him back down.

That tug almost unbalances Xellos, and causes his eyes to snap open in surprise. Such a strange world as this, he should have suspected odd abilities that had unfamiliar tell-tale signs, if any at all.

Well, actions have consequences, and even if this being is rather child-like, if no one teaches it, it will not learn. His eyes remain open, but narrow as his previously jovial expression turns a bit more sinister. If the being can sense things, there's a violent, chaotic feeling emanating from Xellos suddenly.

This time, his voice is a bit quieter, with an icy tone. "That is also a secret. However, I can tell you that it is terribly rude to grab someone like that." And to punctuate his point, he swipes his staff in Geis' direction, and a large blackish-purple bolt of energy flies from it. Nothing fatal, but enough to get the point across that he does not appreciate the tugging.

Geis paused when it sensed something a bit...prickly, from the man, and reluctantly released him from its psychic hold - only to give a slight flinch when a bolt of energy burst from the man's staff. Geis lifted an arm, feeling it strike against the forearm - only to fizzle out in a hiss of steam.

A strange noise suddenly grated out from Geis, one that made your teeth clench, and Geis fussed over its arm, which seemed to glitch a bit before it returned back into a solid form. That was painful! Ouch, oh, Geis must have did something wrong. Ow, though. Ow ow ow...

Feeling the hold go loose, Xellos relaxes a bit and folds his arms, back to a casual position on his perch. He chuckles, still looking a fair bit sinister as he wags a finger at Geis.

"Now then - I take it we'll have no more of that, ah... enthusiastic questioning, hmm?"

...so is the new rule no more questions-

Geis suddenly froze, realising that, if there was indeed a rule of no questions, then it just broke it. Uhm, but, how to make sure? How did you ask a question without asking a question?!

Geis fretted.

The new rule... is... of, um... no, will- no... uh...

There was something to be said about the wonders of the innocent, and how easy it was to mess with them, as well as the kind of frustration that came off of them at times like this - something that Xellos could gorge himself on if he wasn't careful.

"I did not say that no questions were permitted, just that pressing for an answer you like was not." He sighs a bit: much as these types could be an easily-exploitable buffet of negativity, they brought their own frustrations as well.

Ohhh!

Like a lightswitch, Geis flipped from anxious and fretting to enlightened and cheerful. It felt a bit silly for misunderstanding, but that was good! Geis bobbed a bit, pressing its hands together.

Sorry, I take things too literally at times. Ahaha...

And there's even more of those frustrations. Urk. Perhaps he should have spent more time observing this one before engaging them.

"...don't worry about it," Xellos answers in a somewhat tight tone.

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