Watch Over Me(Samil)

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Edith wasn't sure how she felt about Nebraska. It was the coldest state she'd been to so far, and the most boring by a long shot. The tween girl tugged nervously at her black, cropped tee, that she'd paired with a dark jeans and a white sweatshirt. The sneakers she'd worn splashed noisily in the puddles that were a result of last night's storm.

From the time she was old enough to comprehend, her mother had always told her that when it stormed, God was crying down upon the earth. Sometimes they were tears of joy, other times sadness, and even rage or frustration. She silently wondered which was the case last night.

Eve, the female hunter who had legal gaurdianship of Edith, had left her here. Where was here exactly? Some kind of abandoned barn that bordered an overgrown orchard, in the middle of nowhere. Both Eve and Edith had been nervous at the thought of the young prophet being left alone, but considering there were countless angels above in addition to Edith's personal Archangel, watching her every move, the hunter felt secure enough to allow Edith to wait for Samil to arrive.

Though she knew Samil was the most powerful of the three and was confident in the knowledge that Malaki was more than qualified to protect her, the young prophet felt safest with Eve. Watching her drive off to meet with Flynn Koch was, well, scary. After sitting in the barn for several minutes, she decided to wander towards a colorful bush and examine the berries it held. "Yum, rasberries." She spoke to herself, plucking a plump red morsel from a branch and popping it into her mouth. Just then, she heard a woosh of air behind her, signalling the Archangel's arrival.


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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Nervous, hungry.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: EEEEP, Edith's first posty.

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil landed behind his charge the prophet he was selected to protect, even though some Angels including Archangels thought of these jobs as a hardship and demeaning of who they were, but Samil didn’t see it that way. He liked his job as guardian over Edith, for the simple reason he liked the girl. Even before he was tasked with keeping her safe, Samil kept an eye on the young girl from a bird’s eye view from up in heaven, and watched Edith grow and mature into the fine young women she was to date. So when the two had final meet face to face. Samil dotted on the young women as another Father figure or very older big brother, so when Edith turned to greet her Archangel Samil gave her a warm smile and spread open his arms for a warm hug. “You know little one that might have been poisons and you out here in the woods, it would have been a while before someone noticed you were gone.” Samil pointed out in a humorist tone that, very selected few got to hear come from Samil. After stepped back from there embrace Samil scanned the woods before speaking again, “ Come let’s take a walk and you can tell me what you’re doing out here.”

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: Just curious about what Edith’s getting herself up to.

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[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Though Samil was one of the only people Edith had any sort of friendship with, she still felt the overwhelming desire to curl up in a ball when he was around. It was still strange to the child that she had her own, personal, guardian angel. Sure her parents had always told her such things, as a little girl, but it wasn't as though she actually believed it.

When he spread his arms out for a hug, she accepted it, grateful for a man's embrace. It wasn't like Malaki shared any lovey-dovey moments with Edith, and other than him, she didn't have any father figures in her life anymore. When he warned her about the possibility that the fruit was poisonous she giggled as she responded, "well, I figured if I wasn't supposed to eat it, some weird lightening bolt would come down from the sky and fry the whole bush, or something crazy like that."

Shrugging she turned to walk along the trails beside the Angel, and answer his question. "I know, I'm sorry." She frowned, "Eve told me to stay in the barn, but I just got so bored. She's off meeting with some big ol' hunter guy, and thought I'd be safer with you." Pausing for a moment to rake her brain for where exactly Malaki was at the moment, she came up blank. "And, Malaki is... Somewhere." As she finished her sentence, her stomach groaned loudly, and she stopped beside another bush full of red berries. Giving Samil a devious grin, she grabbed a handful and continued on.

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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Still hungry.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: ^.^

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil nodded in agreement with what Edith was telling him about being holed up in some Barn, and agreed that, could drive a young teen as Edith up the walls, and when Edith grabbed a hand full of berries more and beamed up to Samil. All Samil could do was roll his eyes as they continued to walk down the woodland trail taking in the sight. “Yeah I can see on this lovely day as this, but you could still leave a note for the Amherst to know where you’re going at least.” Samil chuckled with the humor taking a small leap up onto a fallen tree that was blocking the trail and held a helping hand to Edith to help her up and over. “And as for the lighting, I don’t think that would be most effective, you would have just found a new berry bush like you did. I’ve been around a long time and I’ve learned if a Teen wants something, they’ll find a way to get it.” Samil gave Edith a playful wink as he went on, “You’re a growing girl you need your found, besides I think explosive diarrhea would be a great lesson about not eating food on a woodland trail.” Samil joked avoiding telling the young prophet that his powers were on the frits recently and if he did try to fry something with lighting he might make It snow instead. It was something Samil was keeping to himself besides Zee who was another charge of his on the side.

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: it’s a nice day to take a walk.

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Mimicking Samil's eye roll, the teen gave one of her own, in response to his mild lecture about leaving a note for the Amhersts. "Not like they would have seen it anyways. I'd have been back before Eve came to pick me up. Who knows how long this trip will take." Sighing as the angel lifted her with abnormal grace, she silently wished that Eve was just a regular woman. Oh, how she craved for some semblance of normality in her life. Someone to braid her hair, and tell her monster weren't real.

Edith choked back a gag reflex as Samil discussed bathroom habits. "EW! Samil, gosh. You're so gross!" She squeeled in protest, shoving him with all her might, which wasn't much. "I would totally kill you if you did that." As they continued to walk, Edith retreated into her thoughts, suddenly becoming overwhelmingly dizzy.

She could hear her blood rushing in her ears, her lungs gasping for breath before everything finally went black. Edith's frail and unconscious body fell towards the ground as her powerful, all-knowing mind raced with visions bestowed upon her from the heavens. She'd been having prophetic symptoms for 5 years now, she and Samil both had plenty of experience in handling them. Her blackout only lasted a few minutes before her eyes fluttered open, gleaming with tears.

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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Still hungry.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: ^.^

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil laughed holding his side with one of his arms at Edith’s reaction, “Come just think about it, you complete destroying a toilet with your back side.” Samil went on as the prophet shoved him and Samil continued to smile and his laughter died down to mild fits and coughs of laughter. The both went quite as Samil regained himself and took in a deep breath and his surroundings finding and adding this to one of the most wonderful places his Father created on this earth in his mind, it was going right next to Great Barrier Reef, Canadian Rockies and the Niagara Falls at night, that place had something magically about it and the twilight light that hits the water when it was just right was really breath taking. Samil was thinking about the place around him and what a wonderful place for a picnic this place would make when he caught a glimpse on Edith’s face and knew what was going to go down in a few, and like on cue Edith’s body crumbled Samil swooped her up into his arms before she could dirty her outfit. This wasn’t Edith’s first vision or wouldn’t be her last in her lifetime to come. All Samil could do for the young prophet was to hold her and trust her to ride this through. By the time Edith’s eye’s opened Samil had already rushed them back to the barn, and had her already sitting on a tree stump outside with him right next to her using his own body as support. Even though Samil couldn’t teleport like he use to fearing he would be off on his job by a few light years or so, he still had his angelic strengthen, speed and everything else granted. Samil fished out a handkerchief and handed it to Edith, “What is it little one, what did you see.” Samil’s face written with concern and worry of what dangers were to come.

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: What is to be waited to come down the rabbit hole next.

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Edith was comforted by the fact that when she opened her eyes, she was safely draped in Samil's strong arms, seated on a sturdy tree stump. She felt protected, grounded, in grip with reality. Which was always a welcomed feeling after one of her episodes. As Samil asked her what she had seen, and handed her his handkerchief, Edith barely heard him. Her head was still buzzing, and the blood rushing behind her ears had just started to subside.

Wiping her damp cheeks, she looked up at him, frightened and exhausted. "I-I saw, Nichole, again. That angel, or, whatever she is. She's.." Edith paused to gulp down some air and calm her nerves, "going to get kidnapped." Tears brimmed her lids once more and threatened to spill over, so she blinked hard to keep them in place. "Demons, lots of them, they're going to take her. Soon. They're trying to 'remove the threat of the Winchesters in one fell swoop.' That's what they said. But, there's something else. One is more powerful then the rest, the leader, he had yellow eyes. I saw her, being, being tortured." Finally finishing the details of her vision, Edith allowed her face to burrow into Samil's chest as she burst into tears.



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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Scared, tired.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: Let the bad times roll.

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil’s brow brought together in a confused expression as he put together what Edith was describing of her vision of the things that will come to be. He wasn’t so surprised when it had to do with the Winchester. It seemed them were not only his Brother Castiel’s Favorites, but God’s favorites as well. It was an ongoing joke between some of the Archangels when they were still all on the same age, that God was not really missing. Just held up in a “Safe House” for some Vacation time away from the kids, and was simply just watching his favorite creations that he watched their lives like humans watch their shows. Samil thought just like a show series going off the air with the ratings of watcher decrease overtime. He thought the Winchester family would be off the hook, but it seemed it wasn’t like that, not one bit. Samil watched Edith bury into his clothes, and Samil looked down and at first hesitated placing a hand of comfort on Edith. It was an habit he thought he got rid of when Edith and him got closer as friends. He wanted to keep it completely guardian and Charge type of relationship since she had already two other guardians and his attention was going to be divided with Zee, and he believe Zee will need more care but he dotted on the young girl and they’re friendship blossomed. Samil patted and Comfort Edith on the back, as he spoke, “ It’s all going to work out the Winchesters always pull through in the end, but if it makes you fill better. I’ll make a few calls, talk to Eve and Ki to see if they could tag along if they want to prevent it from happening.”

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: Trying to prevent something that could get messy.

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

The young prophet gasped and pulled her face up to meet Samil's. "What? N-no. I don't want Eve and Ki getting hurt. Do we have to tell them?" Her eyes pleaded. She knew she sounded selfish, maybe even cold. But she didn't know Nichole, or the Winchesters. All she knew was that Eve and Ki were her family now, and she didn't want them to end up in more danger than they already put themselves in. Especially, not as a result of one of her stupid visions.

Her eyes felt moist again, and she sniffled dramatically. "Please. Just call the Winchesters, but leave the Amhersts in the dark. It's for their own good." Edith attempted to stand, but he head was still in the clouds a bit, and her knees buckled beneath her, sending her toppling towards the ground once more. Anger bubbled up from her chest, a fire ignited inside her and she balled her small hands into fists.

"I hate this!" She finally screamed, turning her face upwards towards the heavens. "I hate you! You big, stupid, coward." She was addressing God himself. The one who had hand picked her to deliver his words, to see what was to come, to carry the burden of being his messenger. Looking back to Samil, her voice turned sad again. "Please, Samil. Make it stop. You're an angel. Can't you do anything?"





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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Frustrated.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: Better act fast.

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil studied Edith looking from one brown portal of her eye to the other, before nodding not wanting to argue the fact with Edith that both Eve and Ki were both Hunters who face Dangers such as she described in her vision on a daily basis, and this job wasn’t any different, but if it had to do with the Winchesters, nothing was simple with that Family. It’s always been that way if you follow the family tree, but that was another story all together. “Alright I’ll make the call, wait here.” Samil took a few steps away from Edith and fished out the phone Zee gave him just in case she needed to make a call to contact him. It wasn’t really her idea but his, since his powers seemed to have a mind of their own now and days, he didn’t want to have his physical heighten abilities such as hearing prayers to cut off on him and something happening to Zee or the baby. He won’t be able to forgive himself if something happen to either one of them. It would be the same if something happen to Edith as well, these two women, even one was younger than the other, and both were as different as night and day. We’re becoming very important people in Samil’s life that he loved and treasured so when he heard his young Charge scream out in frustration of her gift. Samil couldn’t help but whirl around and put away the phone after making the call and speed walking over to her side not knowing the ailment of her pain, until she spoke, and he gained clarity of what the topic was about. Samil sighed before scooping Edith into his arm and making it back to the tree stump and resting her right next to his body but not letting her go. Keeping her in the protective nook that was provided by his arm and body. His head was bent over more so like that of a bird resting against its chest , but his eyes were on Edith. “I’m sorry young one, but there is nothing I can do about your gift. I wish I could I hate seeing you like this, but your gift and power is out of my pay grade. Whatever I try will probably backfire and land me on my ass in another solar system if I tried.” Samil chuckled and smile brightly trying to rub off his good mood to the young prophet. “I know it’s hard to see sometimes real hard,” Samil smile grew a little at the two’s inside joke that they shared, because this was not the first time they had this conversation. “But your gift is more a blessing then a curse.”

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: Soooo Sorry it, been a crazy time in RL, and my muse was being a pain for a bit.

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Edith's outburst had prevented her from actually hearing who it was Samil had called, or what he'd said exactly, but she'd so hoped it wasn't Eve or Malaki. Once the call was complete, it only took a matter of seconds for her gaurdian angel to speed to her side once more, scooping her from where she'd fallen and stayed, too stubborn to rise from the spot herself. Once she was nuzzled into his side, warm and protected, listening to him carefully, she snorted in sarcasm.

"A gift?" Edith shot the words out towards the ground, as if she could simply spit the explanation from her very mind, and replace it with something more comforting. She lifted her head back up in his direction to speak. "Gifts you can return, this, this I'm just stuck with forever." Her face fell once more and her cheeks rested in her hands. "Why me? I'm only thirteen! Doesn't what I want matter to anybody?" The young girl was having a hard time seeing the many upsides to her ability, that she could help people, save lives, that she was chosen for something. But, this wasn't an atypical situation for Samil to encounter on a visit with Edith. She felt this way often. "I just want to be normal again."

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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Nostalgic.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: Tis alright. ^^ I've gotten busy this last few weeks as well.

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[Samil]

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, padding: 0px 20px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Samil couldn’t help but whence when Edith spit back the word Gift, and he kind of walked right into that one. Edith wasn’t Samil’s first prophet ordered to protect and won’t be his last, but she was to this day his youngest, and she was right this wasn’t fair to anyone. He won’t bear what was in store for Edith to his worst enemies. Having the knowledge of the future fruits and evils of the world and its main players; It was a responsibility that no one her age should have placed on her door steps. Samil waited for another moment to make sure Edith had let it all out, before speaking,” Edith I care about what matters to you. I’m not here only for your protection but to make sure you grow up to be a wonderful women, to squash your worries, and I can’t make sure you’re your always happy, that’s the way life rolls, but I’ll give it my best shot.” Samil rubbed Edith’s back tenderly, then a thought hit him like a bolt of lightning. “I got an idea,” Samil started out gaining Edith’s attention hopefully as he stand up and positioning himself in front of Edith. His shadow blocking out the sun, drawing a cast of shadows for Edith. “Since Eve and Ki are going to be gone for a while how about we take off to the mall or something; Show me how it is to be a normal teen for once.” Samil placed his hands on his hips and watched Edith’s reaction and thought to make the deal a bit sweeter. “ And I’ll buy you a few outfits, and when I mean “buy” I mean use my Archangel/Jedi powers to buy the outfits.”

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 330px; padding: 0px 30px 160px 210px; color: #282724; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #bdbbb4;] Location: Arizona Music: Issues Escape The Fate. Outfit: The usually get up jacket, jade green sweater, jeans and boots Notes: One day of normalcy how much can that hurt .

[Edith Ryan]

What did I get into, now everything is untrue.

Edith's shoulders dropped a bit, her body relaxing as Samil comforted her with his words and gentle hand. She tried to take what he was saying to heart, that he wasn't just her guardian, that he truly cared about her. She had a fleeting thought that maybe, just maybe, not all angels were heartless. Perhaps it was possible that some creatures really were put on this earth to help people who needed it, like Edith.

She smiled up at him, "I know Samil. I know." Her tone was light, but she still wasn't ready to let him distract her from the details of the phone call he'd made earlier, before her outburst. Had he called the Winchesters? Or had he called the Amhersts? What had to recipient of the call said? "So what did you-" Her train of thought was completely redirected at his next statement. "Wait did you say the mall!?"

She stood up quickly, this time on steady feet, literally considering running to the nearest shopping center. Oh, wait. Her face fell for a moment at the realization that she hadn't brought any money, not that she really had any to begin with, but the disappointment was brief. "You can do that? You can just, trick people into giving you stuff?" She asked, her jaw slacked in an expression of astonishment and excitement. "That is so cool." She extended her hand, an offering to help Samil to his feet so they could get out of the boonies and do what Edith did best. He has no idea what he's getting into. She thought with a smile. If it was a teenage shopping experience the Angel wanted, it was a teenage shopping experience he'd get.

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Location: Abandoned Orchard, Nebraska.
Emotions: Totally psyched.
Outfit: Black tee, white hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Music: Blessings, Laura Story.
Notes: Buckle your seatbelt, Angel.

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