GiD 2

[thefirstfallen]

Raziel had spent about a week readjusting to his blindness, his lightness, and his claws once again. However, that was not without considerable acknowledgment that yes, the blind, clawed angel did occasionally goof, and he left a few deeper gashes in the walls, the doorways, and the kitchen counters that he'd accidentally gouged while speaking with his hands, as he was prone to do. Currently, he was outside on the back landing of his 2-storey home, with his claws dipped into a tempered glass half filled with acid, working on getting them to soften up so he could grind them down on a paper meant to be used on a disc-sander, which had diamond and titanium worked into its weave, and was said to be the strongest sanding paper available. Ah, DIY stores, what did the world do without you?

He was also, at the moment, expecting a brother of his to show up at any time, as he sent a text message (albeit very carefully) to Gabriel's phone, to come and visit him. It had been a while since they saw each other for more than just a few moments. After all, Gabriel was friends with Mary, and Raziel knew it hurt his baby brother to see him so... not himself.