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((Mostly for Uriel and Sallah to talk, but others are welcome to chat with Sallah and try to cheer him up.))

For days after the dig, Sallah kept to himself, staring at the mysteriously-healed excavation site and attempting to write notes on what they'd found. But what was there to say, really? "Six feet down, encountered concrete that resisted all known tools." End of story.

Finally concluding that man could not live on water and pineapple spears alone, he pulled himself together and ventured out into the park. His peregrinations, mostly aimless, finally took him to Critter Country and the Hungry Bear Restaurant, where he prepared himself a vegetable sandwich. He took his meal out on to the deck and stared at the river, lost in thought.

Date: 2006-11-27 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
Uriel noticed Sallah on his daily stroll (which usually took most of the day). Remembering the dig and the events after it, he headed towards the man.

"Good evening," he said. "I don't think I have seen you around here before."

Date: 2006-11-27 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
"Very well, thank you. And how do you do?"

Uriel glanced at the river, than again at Sallah. "I hope it isn't a problem what I did at the excavation site," he said. "I can put things back to how they were if you'd prefer that, but I prefer to heal earth instead of tearing it."

Date: 2006-11-28 09:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
"Yes, I put everything back," Uriel said. "I didn't know whether the park would do it, so I wanted to be sure. I could probably open the hole again, should you want it, but I doubt it'd be of any use, really..."

He then tilted his head to the side. "What am I? I am an angel," he answered simply. Once again, he had no idea about subtlety. "The Angel of Earth, more specifically."

Date: 2006-12-01 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
"No, the element earth," Uriel replied. "I control plants and the ground and the like. That's how I filled the excavation site, too. It was quite tiring, but I managed it faster than I had imagined I would."

He then shrugged. "I do think we'll find a way out eventually. It just might take time. Hopefully not too much for you mortals..."

Date: 2006-12-01 08:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
Uriel couldn't help it, really. The few humans he usually dealt with were already dead, and thus he didn't know that such allusions to their mortality might not be too pleasant to humans.

"I suppose it would have been faster, yes," he said. "However, even though I hardly try to hide what I am, I thought it better not to shock everybody too badly. Besides, everybody seemed to be having such fun participating that it would have been a pity to interfere."

After a moment's thought, he added, "Not that it would have made any true difference, of course. There was nothing I could do about that substance we encountered. It was in the ground, yes, but it was... not ground."

Date: 2006-12-04 10:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
Uriel shook his head regretfully. "As I said, it was not ground," he said. "All I can say is that it's nothing natural. I've never encountered anything like it, either. And, I'm afraid, we have no way of getting through it."

He was disturbed by it, too. He was supposed to understand earth. This not-earth was quite unsettling.

Date: 2006-12-04 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
"I'd like to know that, myself," Uriel sighed. "One day I was back home, peacefully walking around in Hades, and the next moment I found myself here. It is quite unsettling, to say the least."

Date: 2006-12-04 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urielofearth.livejournal.com
"And I'm glad it didn't cause any trouble," Uriel replied. "I just didn't want to leave the ground wounded, as it were." He paused, then continued, "Well, I shall not disturb you any more, then. Have a pleasant day."

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