The Vessel

Clothes: A black Tanktop, leather pants and leather boots (No Gun) Link
- Other: 1,78 meters tall + Aura and scent of a Demon + Hair to her armpits

It would be a lie if she said, she hadn't found herself somewhat interested in Michael, not in that she trusted him or ever would trust the man, because even in all his glory the man was at times worse than she was. Though he hide it behind "good intentions" and his words of it being God's way, but it didn't make him a better man, it didn't make him a better man to kill families, just because some dick told him to. God had created her too, she'd been made from the same materiales that had made Adam, but she didn't feel as if she owed him anything, even Lucifer who had turned her into a demon and made her stronger, she would kill him without batting an eye.
Though when Michael had send her the text, maybe a part of her was a bit naive, in that she actually showed up, and waited for him. She thought maybe he had informations on Samael's whereabouts. Though as soon as the bullet hit her shoulder, and she couldn't move or leave the body, she knew what was about to happen. So it didn't surprise her, when she found herself in a chapel, and then got bound "Why if you had wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask, no need to shoot anyone," her shoulder did hurt, but it did more damage to her vessel rather than she herself. Her eyes were on him the whole time, showing her true eyes as the pupil and iris vanished behind the eyelids, showing only the whites of the eye "Oh it's gonna be personal, I will make sure it does," she spat at him, not allowing him the pleasure of watching her in pain, as the holy water hit her skin, making it feel as if he threw aside on her.
Her body began to shake, as he then read the lines, the lines she'd heard many times before, she could feel herself being forced out of the body, and had she not been as old as she was, and experienced in these kinds of things, it would probably only had taken her seconds to be forced out "I helped you, and this is how you thank me?! Oh you're gonna regret it, I will make sure of it." These were more or less the last words of hers, as her head laid back and her mouth opened up. A dark cloud of some kind came out of her, and vanished into what ever kind of ventilation the bunker had, now for her to find a new Vessel, and then make a plan.

The woman in front of Michael, had her eyes closed for a few seconds, it been so long since she'd been in control, that it almost felt so strange and weird, as if being forced out of a slumber, while the body had yet to fully wake up. Her eyes opened and darted around the room, as she found out she'd been tied up, and then fear came to her eyes and she looked up at the man, whom she at first did not recognise "Are you going to kill me?" she asked with a soft voice, there was a clear difference in how Lilith had spoken while in the body of the woman, she'd been colder and more dominating, whereas Josephine was soft spoken, making the raspiness of her voice more endearing than anything else.
With all demonic presence gone, it became clear what Josephine was, as her angelic grace slowly shined through. Now realising what was going on, she made a faint sigh of relief "She's gone? She's really gone?" tears came to her dark eyes, and her lips quivered "thank you, it's been so many years, and I was shouting for someone to notice, for someone to see that I was still inside and alive..." the tear streamed down her cheeks, and she remembered the night, in which she became trapped to her own body, unable to move or speak, just locked away in a part of her mind.

As the ties around her hands vanished, she moved her hands up, now able to move again. She'd been locked up for so long, trapped in her own mind and unable to move or do anything, so this kind of mobility, it seemed like a trap, as if Lilith was going to show up and this was all just a dream. Though from the pain in her shoulder, it must have been quite real "It's been so long, it all feel so unreal," she didn't know what else to say, or what to do. Could she even walk? Could one forget that kind of thing, and what kinds of consequences would come from being trapped in ones mind for all these centuries? Would there be any or was she okay now? She had all these questions, but she was sure no answers would come off it.
Her gaze never quite left him, as she realised who he was and that it was in fact Michael she was in the room with, she'd seen him once or twice before, but never really had a conversation with him. She would admire him for his strength, and how he did everything for God, in a way no one had ever done for her. She'd been created by God, but not as anything special, she wasn't loved and certainly not missed, given how no one had been searching for her through these thousands of years she'd been trapped in her own mind, screaming for help. While in heaven, she'd been like a healer and what could only be describes as a loving person, much like a beautiful flower in the garden of Eden.
A simple not came from her, and she sat still, as he moved the strap of her top, and as the bullet was removed, she tried her best not to make a sound of pain "Josephine, my name is Josephine and you're Michael," her big brown eyes, suddenly seemed more like they could belong to a doe, rather than what they had done when Lilith had been present. It was like with the change of a switch they were completely different demeanours, Josephine a bit more timid and Lilith more commanding. She tried standing up, but failed a bit forover, landing in the arms of Michael, as she then looked at him "I'm sorry." As Michael held a much higher rank than her, she lowered her gaze, like being trained not to look into the eyes of a higher ranked soldier.

It was almost trained in my Angels, which had below rank of an archangel, not to stare directly at them as if it was rude to make eye contact, so she had a strange time looking into those deep green eyes. Though as he said for her not to apologize, her eyes did dart up a tiny bit, he seemed so much more human than she'd imagined, but the last time she had seen him, was more than thousands of years ago and many things could have happened. She herself had just been trapped, so nothing really happened about it, nothing exciting or then trying to find a way to get back the control over her own body.
As the question came to whether he should call anyone, or bring her to anyone, a sadness came to her brown eyes "I had no one and no one was probably looking for me, so no one must be looking for me," she shrugged, and still kept her gaze lowered, as of not to look him into the eyes, but also not reveal the sadness in her gaze. She'd lost so many years, and she didn't know if she could fit into this world anymore, she didn't even know if God was still there, and if she had a purpose to her life. She felt as if though she was taken from her life, and brought to this nightmare, she could not wake up from, and it was scary. Maybe she'd been better off, just trapped in her own mind, at least she didn't feel this alone.

As he said for him to get her home, she felt this strange feeling inside, like she didn't deserve to go home, like she couldn't go home to heaven. Though as soon as they got there, a feeling of calmness came over her, even if the home they had landed in was nothing like what she'd had when she'd been in heaven. But it had been so many years, she almost felt like an outsider now, like when a child had grown up and moved away from their home, and was now just visiting the home they grew up in. She did however, not get much time to think, as a bed hit her back, and she felt something drying off the holy water, that had been thrown against her skin as Michael had exorcised the demon from within her. Luckily most if not all demons, weren't able to possess others, so these kinds of things never really happened. Demons were after all born with their own appearance, not like Lilith who had no physical form.
Her deep brown eyes looked up at him, as he asked for what she did "I was a heale, I would heal soldiers coming home from the battle and the wars," she said, it had been her favourite thing, to be able to help the warriors who served in battle, even those on Earth, as well as those in Heaven. She'd never really been strong enough herself, to become one of those warriors, so instead she did her duty and helped wherever she could. She sat up a bit, and looked at him, leaning against the wall. It didn't surprise her that much, when the question of what she remembered came up, and a sadness came to her eyes "I remember everything, I remember every cruel act, giving birth to children and the pain." Sher lowered her gaze and a tear slowly came down her cheek.

A gentle smile came to her lips, as he explained how she would once again become a healer, yet she didn't actually know if she was fit anymore, after all even if it had been Lilith's doing, she'd still been in some ways a part of killing so many people, or many a part of her grew to like it. So she feared she'd become tainted and ugly, in other words no longer worthy of this job, that she'd once loved so dearly "Thank you," was the only words she was somehow able to say because she just felt so unworthy, and more specifically of his help, even if a part of her was angry at him. He'd known Lilith for thousands of years, in which he'd spent so many of looking not at a random persons face, but the face of an angel, an angel who'd been made by God and had done so much to help in the wars, yet he did not know her.
Though she hadn't been much surprised by his lack of knowledge towards her, it had only been a very few amount of people, who had truly known of her and for this she could not be angry of him, even if he had just stood by as Lilith had twisted her and made her to watch horrible actions. This was off course, nothing she was to say or admit, as the thought of talking of these actions, just made them so much more real than what they had already been. She found a more comfortable position on the bed, and nodded as he told her to contact him if she needed anything, though she didn't quite believe he actually meant it, more to be kind and maybe out of pity.