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Jake bit his lip slightly.

"Ah." he stammered.

"Ah, yes, I'll get you some water." he told her.

"As for Zeke, Hal will answer any questions you have." he went on.

"Just... know that he isn't ignoring you." he then assured her.

"He would never do that."

Jake's heart almost ripped in half when he heard that.

He didn't know Liv really well, but he knew her well enough. And hearing that made him feel immense and intense sadness.

"Ah... I..." he stammered.

"That... I'm sure Hal will do something about that." he said.

"He's got to." he added, as they got close to his office.

"Do you want something to drink while you're here?" he asked, offering hospitality, and trying to keep her spirits up.

Aly returned the kiss, and both she and Ryker looked at Eke as he said all he did.

"Really." Ryker said.

"Huh. I see." he said further.

"All right... I'll bite, what kind of website?" he asked him.

"I know you said you wanted to do charity work and such, but how are you conveying that?" he asked further.

"I admit, I AM curious..." Aly chimed in.

"....I... see." Jake responded.

"That... KIND of answered my question." he said.

"May I ask how you got here?" he then asked.

"I mean, you may have been told you could leave, but does anyone know you're HERE?" he asked her further.

"Because I'm willing to bet that Hal isn't expecting you." he went on.

"Not... that that's an issue. You know he'll always welcome you." he added with a warm smile.

"............." Jake was silent again, before sighing.

"I'll take you there, myself." he said.

He then put up a sign saying he would be back momentarily, as well as setting up a detector of sorts.

"Will only take a minute." he told her.

"Come on." he then said, as the two of them entered the building, proper.

"So... uh... should you even BE here?" he asked as they walked.

Jake was silent as the person made her request. He looked at her, and did a few quick darts with his tongue.

"....Liv...?" he asked quietly.

"I... yeah...sure." he said.

"Sure you can." he told her, before pausing.

"...do you want an escort there?" he then asked.

'.......should she even BE here...?' he wondered mentally.

Raphael then shrugged in response.

"Fair enough." he said.

"Regardless, is there anything else, Syraene?" he asked the dark elf.

"If not, you may want to consider heading off." he suggested.

"Less that you're not welcome here, more I'm sure you have better things to do than stay up here and chew the fat with us." he reasoned.

"I'm sure you have your plate full after that Order corruption business."

When he walked in the door, he saw Aly and Ryker were there.

"Ah, I was just getting ready to head out." Ryker commented.

"Hi!" Aly greeted him with a smile and a wave.

"How was your walk?" she asked.

"Ya get a good piece a' tech?" Ryker then inquired.

"....ah, yes." Uriel responded.

"She should be home any moment now." he muttered.

"Bye for now." he finished, before disappearing from where he was, as Raphael approached them now.

"He does us proud." he said, referring to Zeke.

"A strike-down worthy of ANY archangel." he went on.

"I'm sure what he's done will have altered the course of the future."

"It's better than being destroyed from the inside out and being consumed with rage and a thirst for vengeance." Azreal responded simply.

"Yes, but even when it's used for the right thing, for the right reasons?" Uriel asked, stepping up and having heard the conversation they'd been having.

"Remember when this was created." Azreal said.

"The fact that it even doles out lesser punishments is a miracle in and of itself." he muttered.

Uriel just sighed.

"Fair point..." he admitted.

"Syraene, I'm glad my boy survived." he then told the dark elf. "But we're not the ones to come to about discussions on fairness in the consequences on using the blade." he said further.

"If you can find someone that can do it, and is willing to, we won't stop you."

Azrael just sighed as he accepted the blade, and held it in his hand.

"...yep." he said.

"This blade seems VERY satisfied." he commented.

"Hey, guys!" he then called into the manor.

"Encrae's finally gone!" he declared, which resulted in a resounding cheer.

"So how bad did the kid get it?" he then asked Syraene.

"...." Hal was silent, before looking at Hailie again.

"...we have a lot to talk about." was all he said to her.

Meanwhile, Syraene appeared in the realm of the archangels, and made her way to the front door of the manor. She knocked on it, and it was answered by Azrael.

"Yo." he greeted her.

"Come to return what's mine?" he asked.

"....Hailie..." Hal said quietly.

"And this time you're not under Vanessa's command..." he went on.

He then sighed, relief more than evident in his expression.

"Thank heavens." he said.

"You didn't deserve to be under the control of that... woman." he finished.

Hal accepted the thing, and looked at it.

"....this..." he muttered.

"Wait... this is... is... this...?" he wondered, mumbling further.

".......WAIT!" he then exclaimed.

"This... this is Hailie's!" he realized, finally getting it.

"You... you saved her?" he asked Syraene.