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Post by Dean on Jan 21, 2010 19:30:59 GMT -5
"We'd be most interested,"
Dean looked to Emma, nodding. "Yeah, I'd say you sparked out curiosity here, lady. Freak out or not, we want.. need to know." He tried reading her thoughts, but instantly there was pain. He placed a palm to his head. Hearing.. there was too many.. too many thoughts.. How could one person carry so many thoughts?
And in different voices? Just who was she.. what did she want? "Spill it." He said lowly in his throat, his eyes glancing to hers.
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Post by Omnipotent on Jan 21, 2010 19:34:47 GMT -5
Omni sighed softly. She knew she couldn't keep it from them. Emma was already trying to get a feel on her emotions. Dean was getting hurt slightly by trying to read her thoughts.. "I could have warned you not to use your powers on me." She stated softly.
Her eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them. "I am Omnipotent. I am.. god." She waited for a reaction, but before they could say anything, she went on. "But please, do not call me god, lord.. any of that. I am Omni, just as you are Emma, and Dean. Emma Lawrence, married to Cian Lawrence. Children, two. Oliver and Maura." She smiled at Emma. "And they are beautiful."
Her eyes flicked to Dean. "Do I need to prove myself more?"
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 21, 2010 19:44:23 GMT -5
To say she was shocked was a gross understatement. At first she was skeptical--actually, for a long time, she was skeptical. Another "prophet," claiming to be God. They'd popped up all over the city since Hell had risen. Loonies, some people even sane, just overcome with emotions from the overthrow. Emma drew her powers back, feeling helpless now.
"Okay, look," she retorted firmly, giving Regan to Dean and climbing to her feet, "I've put up with a lot so far. But this is just crossing the line."
Though she was tempted to walk away, something compelled her to stay. What if this was God? No! That was ridiculous! It couldn't be. Why would God come to her?! She could understand Dean, because he should be given sainthood, but...
Shaking her head, she didn't believe right away. "I'm sorry, I'm just not buying it."
How did she know about her family...?
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Post by Dean on Jan 21, 2010 19:49:07 GMT -5
Dean sat quietly, drinking it all in. How did she know so much about Emma and her family? Sure, they were in the papers, but not the kids. He put up a mental wall, blocking his telepathy from Omni and Emma, even Regan as Emma passed her over.
"I've put up with a lot so far. But this is just crossing the line. I'm sorry, I'm just not buying it."
Dean understood that, but he was thinking about what brought him out of hell. Before he could stop himself, it slipped; "Did you do it?" His eyes full of mixed emotions as he looked up at her. "Were you the one.. who.." He swallowed roughly. "Took me from hell.."
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Post by Omnipotent on Jan 21, 2010 19:54:01 GMT -5
Omni's eyes followed Emma, tempted to stop her in her tracks if she decided to try to leave. "I understand." She spoke softly. "Ask me anything, I do not lie." She turned, facing her, her hands still clasped.
"Did you do it?"
Omni's eyes wandered to Dean, watching him as he spoke about being in Hell. "No." She stated gently. "But I did order it." She explained. Her eyes went to the skies as Castiel dropped down from no where. "Hello Castiel." She greeted warmly.
"Dean Winchester." Castiel stood before him, face blank. "You ask who raised you from hell.." He blinked slightly. "I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition."
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 21, 2010 19:59:53 GMT -5
Emma's brows folded together, and she ogled her, eyes narrowed. She didn't want to test this "Omni," not wanting to give in to her little mind game. But what if maybe, just maybe, she was telling the truth? How could she live with herself if she knew she'd doubted God right to His--Her?!--face?
Then "Castiel" dropped down from...well, from where? Emma was taken aback, and she even stumbled on her heels, shaking her head. No. No. No. She wasn't seeing this. It was impossible. Because if it was happening then she'd been hating God, scorning God, insulting God for the past four years... And she had to know. God knew everything, didn't She?
Unsure as to what to make of it--should she laugh? Cry? Fall? Stand? Dance, even?--she put her face inside her hands, still shaking her head. She wanted to be forgiven for doubting, for sensing that God was dead.
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Post by Dean on Jan 21, 2010 20:06:07 GMT -5
Shocked wasn't even comparing to what Dean felt as he looked into Castiel's eyes. He was the one who gave him a second chance? But God.. Omni, this.. god.. had ordered for him to be saved?
Why?
Regan pushed from his grasp, taking to her feet. "Baby.." His eyes finally left Castiel's to look at Regan. But it didn't last long. "Go inside.. and go.. go play." He took to his feet, scooping her up and placing her inside, shutting the door behind her.
She stood there a minute, tears welling in her eyes before she sat down, her hands on the glass door as she watched from inside. "Yeah.. thanks for that." He replied sarcastically.
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Post by Omnipotent on Jan 21, 2010 20:10:39 GMT -5
Catching drift of Emma's stance, and her feelings, even some of her thoughts.. Omni shook her head, reaching out a hand to Emma's arm, and grabbing it gently. "No.. no, do not blame yourself, Emma." She said gently, reaching over and tucking a peace of hair behind Emma's ear.
Slowly, she gently placed a bit of peace over Emma. Wanting her to relax a little bit at least. "It is not you're fault. It is mine." She explained. "As old as I am sometimes, I act selfishly." She smiled gently. "Do not blame yourself."
Castiel stood there. "What's the matter..?" He stared, studying him. "You don't think you deserve to be saved...?"
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 21, 2010 20:17:08 GMT -5
The moment she touched her tears rippled down her cheeks silently, and she dared herself to touch her hand back, but restrained. Despite the crying, she felt at peace. Like something new and cosmic came over her. Emma wanted to fall into her arms and weep, but held herself back.
"Thank you for correcting my mistake," she finally caught her breath, gesturing to Dean. "For taking him out of here. Both of you, for getting him out of there."
Holy... God was touching her!
"God, I-I mean..." She shook her head again, shaking. Shaking feverishly. She continued unsteadily, "Me. Why...why didn't I die? What about my family; what about Deiderich? And Mom and Dad? I have so many questions, and..." And they were all flooding to her at once. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
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Post by Dean on Jan 21, 2010 20:21:23 GMT -5
Dean's eyes tore from Castiel, looking at Emma. She was shaking.. He swallowed roughly, his eyes glancing back to Castiel. "Why'd you do it?" He asked lowly. Hearing Regan scream and cry out for him, he jogged towards the door, sliding it open and taking her into his arms.
Holding her tight, he passed Castiel, staring at him; as he headed towards Emma. "You okay?" He asked softly, placing a hand on her back.
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Omni smiled, shaking her head as she rubbed Emma's arms lightly. "It's okay.. they're fine, you're fine. They know that." She told her gently.
"It.. it was destiny for you to live." Omni studied her quietly for a moment. "Are you not happy to be alive and well?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"You're mistake? Oh.. Emma.." She smiled, shaking her head. "Dean's mind was made up, it was his destiny.. as it was yours.. It was not your mistake."
[[didn't feel like logging. lol]]
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 22, 2010 16:21:09 GMT -5
The moment his hand touched her back she collapsed against him, burying her face in his shirt, not caring that he had two crying girls in his arms. She shook her head as an answer to his question, feeling the tears rush down her face. It was impossible for her to be in the presence of God. Why her? Why now?
Her family was fine? Just fine, or was fine the maximum? Emma couldn't pick her head up yet, not until this woman...God...mentioned destiny. So it existed. "You mean...we're not control in our lives?" she choked out, tripping on the words, pulling away from Dean so he could coax and calm his daughter.
She wiped at her eyes, pushing a few stray pieces of hair out of her face. "No, no, I am happy, of course I am, but... If I had died instead of him, Hell wouldn't be on Earth."
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Post by Omnipotent on Jan 22, 2010 18:10:21 GMT -5
"You mean...we're not control in our lives?"
She knew that was coming. "Yes, in a way you are. With each thought, a decision is made, but you can always change your mind and alter your destiny. Dean never did that, he was over.." Dean stared at her and she let the words fade. "Destiny can be changed in the blink of an eye, but it is.. a highway of sorts. Many different roads, each one leading to something else.." She explained, laying a hand on Emma's back.
"No, no, I am happy, of course I am, but... If I had died instead of him, Hell wouldn't be on Earth."
She stood silent as her eyes turned to Dean. "He did not start this. All of this is because of Lucifer. Yes, Dean was a seal that held Lucifer locked inside.. but he wasn't the only one, Emma. Many have died.. and many more will until Lucifer is stopped." ---
"Stopped?" Dean questioned, brows furrowed as one arm held Regan and the other holding Emma. "What do you mean stopped? You can't kill the devil.. can you?" ---
Castiel grew silent, starring as the conversation continued. His eyes drew towards the Heavens. "I must go." His eyes flicked to Dean. "We will talk at a later date.." And just like that, he was gone.
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 27, 2010 19:39:41 GMT -5
She seemed to have an answer ready, as if she had expected that response from her. Well, why shouldn't she have? She was God, she was supposed to know everything. There was nothing flawed or common about Emma's question. God just...knew. She shuddered once.
"Like predestination," she mumbled, more to herself, to sort out her own thoughts in a not-so-holy way. Too much complexity with God in her presence made for overload. "But with different variables that we control. Sort of?"
The hand on her back made her want to collapse. She never thought she'd be so shaky, so terrified but so fufilled if she ever met God. She expected to be dead when that happened. If God even existed. But...She did.
Her brows furrowed. "Wait," she choked. "I know Dean didn't start it. I mean...if I hadn't died, Dean wouldn't have died. Lucifer wouldn't be here anyway because he wouldn't have broken the seal inside Dean." As she said his name for the third time, she took hold of his hand.
Stopped? This could end?
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Post by Omnipotent on Feb 1, 2010 6:40:18 GMT -5
"Like predestination,"
She was catching on quick. Omni nodded softly, listening intently as she worked her mind around that. Alot of humans, and mutants alike, didn't like the idea of destiny, or fate. But it was apart of life. Emma was destined to meet Cian. Just like it was fate that Maura saved Emma from the clutches of death. [lol sounds cool]
"Wait," she choked. "I know Dean didn't start it. I mean...if I hadn't died, Dean wouldn't have died. Lucifer wouldn't be here anyway because he wouldn't have broken the seal inside Dean."
"You're right. Dean didn't start this. It all started with an attack on a church. Holy ground, one of the first seals. We were hoping Dean's seal would have never been broken. Finding out what he did..." She paused, giving him a look. "Was quite interesting. Lots of mayhem from the other angels.. and family." She smiled softly at him.
Her eyes turned back to Emma as she rested a hand on her upper arm. "Do you have anything you wish to ask? Either of you..?"
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Feb 1, 2010 18:48:35 GMT -5
[[lawl you are cool, kee. ALSO. i need you to send me a PM/PC about what characters you want in the vid i'm working on. i need a long-ish list in case i can't find what i need. include PBs, if you can. ty, ily!!]]
So everything was meant to be. A soft smile came over her as she thought about her past with Saikoro. She wasn't meant to be with him. She actually laughed a little to herself, holding onto Dean's hand still. Her eyes were scattered for a while before resting on Omni, picking up her head some.
Ask? Yes. Many things. Everything. Anything. But could she? Did she have the time? Did she want to know everything?
Maybe it would be better if Dean asked what he wanted to know. She didn't want to keep him from God. That sounded weird to begin with.
Ugh, but she needed to know!
[[sorry, shitty. didn't know if you wanted to have Dean say something, so.]]
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Post by Dean on Feb 11, 2010 15:59:43 GMT -5
Holy shit.
That's all he could think at this point. So his assumption, and what he was told in Hell.. It was all wrong? He didn't start this? He tongue dipped out, licking at his lips. His eyes looking up and meeting Omni's, watching as she looked back at him.
"...We were hoping Dean's seal would have never been broken. Finding out what he did..." She paused, giving him a look. "Was quite interesting. Lots of mayhem from the other angels.. and family."
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that." He sighed out. "Do you have anything you wish to ask? Either of you..?" He had plenty. So many in fact, he didn't know where to begin. Harmony.. "So you're saying everything happens for a reason?" He looked at her with a hard stare.
"You're saying that my wife can't walk because of.." He let it drop off his tongue. "I can't accept that. If that's the way things are run.. "
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Feb 11, 2010 16:12:12 GMT -5
Her mind drifted back to her wanting to kiss Dean not ten minutes ago. Then to their actual kiss almost a year ago. Was that meant to be, too? Why? Why would God make that happen between them to split him and his wife up? And now, with Harmony paralyzed... She refused to believe that God was trying to break them. Dean and Harmony, Harmony and Dean... They just went together, didn't they? Like her and Cian, how they were destined to be together.
Where was that man? She needed to make out with him now.
Laying a hand on shoulder, sensing his struggle, Emma rubbed his back in small circles. She had piles of questions to ask God, but how could she cut Dean off? She wasn't going to take this chance from him.
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Post by Dean on Feb 11, 2010 16:39:32 GMT -5
Dean grew silent, feeling Emma's touch on his back. He took in a deep breath and shook his head. Omni looked over at him, her brows furrowed. "Dean.. I-" She sighed softly, walking closer to him and taking one of his hands. "What went wrong will be righted. I can tell you that. "
He gave a nod, turning to look at Emma. "Your turn.. I don't think I want to know anything." His eyes flicked back to Omni. "No offense." She smiled softly. "None taken."
[[SUCKY! lol sorry =/]]
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Feb 11, 2010 16:44:24 GMT -5
[[s'cool. =)]]
She was taken by surprise by the sudden freedom to ask whatever she wanted. Like, why did bad things happen to good people? Why was she the only one out of anyone she knew to have trouble carrying babies? How could she resolve things with Saikoro? Would she and Cian ever find a middle ground to have another child? What should she do with her life? Would there ever be world peace? no world hunger? Could she live resisting Dean if she and Cian didn't come to some agreement?
But what to ask first, and how? Would it be right?
Licking her abruptly dry lips, she wasn't sure how to start. "Well, I mean...you're God, right? Read my mind. Tell me what I want to know the most. 'Cause I sure don't know."
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Post by Omnipotent on Feb 11, 2010 16:54:30 GMT -5
"Well, I mean...you're God, right? Read my mind. Tell me what I want to know the most. 'Cause I sure don't know."
She tilted her head down, a soft laugh escaping her lips before she looked back up to Emma with a soft, warm smile. She starred at her for a moment, searching through all of her thoughts, and there sure was a lot. "You wish to know if there will ever be world peace, and no longer people starving on the streets." Her eyes softened as she gave a sympathetic look to Emma.
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace." She said gently. "Jimmi Hendrix said that." She tilted her head. "And it rings true."
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