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He makes them crazy until they do what he wants (like aurora) or it modifiers their thoughts little by little until their thoughts align (maeve)
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[X] All Things Betray
-[X} STUNT: You do not pause your preparations, not even for a heartbeat. From Earth, your transition to fire, placing the candles at the four primary directions. And as you kneel to light them up, given a proper moment to mask what you are doing behind the motion of your hands and the tilt of your head, you focus, and look beyond this moment, to see and know what your enemy is most ashamed of.
-[X} STUNT: You do not pause your preparations, not even for a heartbeat. From Earth, your transition to fire, placing the candles at the four primary directions. And as you kneel to light them up, given a proper moment to mask what you are doing behind the motion of your hands and the tilt of your head, you focus, and look beyond this moment, to see and know what your enemy is most ashamed of.
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At some point it does get the ability to either puppet them or at least manifest through them, I think.
Maeve right now might not even be aware she has been infected, I think. Which is why I am super-curious about how she'll react to being freed.
Also, can anyone remind me why we aren't using the ritual on Harry? Like, meta-reason of "he can convert Lash to the side of good" is there (I disagree with it due to very changed circumstances), but what's the in-story justification? Because if it's "we aren't sure we can take freed Lash in a fight, even with Michael's backup", we just got Mab's favor, and trading one to save someone's soul is deeply poetic given that's how we got it in the first place.
That is what seems to be going on here from what Molly can see of her aura. It seems to be an echo to all her thoughts only sometimes, just sometimes mind the echo comes first. So Molly is not sure how she will take her exorcism because her anger is in a certain way legitimate, it's hers. Only it's not just hers
It would probably at least partially depend on how much she knows about Nemesis in the first plays. Lily only seemed to know what Maeve told her, and Maeve was a Nemesis puppet at that time. But Lily is Summer, and Summer is essentially internal affairs to WInter's external defenses, so Maeve might be more in the know. If Ladies in general are kept in the dark about Nemesis by Queens, and Mab explains everything afterwards, this might be a great character growth moment for Maeve. It might be that in any case, actually, to know how close she was to total annihilation. Unless she's totally nihilistic anyway due to the life she was forced into by her mother.
Sure, all Molly can see at this point are her feelings now while under the sway of Nemesis as well, the point was more to describe what it looks like in her aura.
[X] [Stunt] As the eyes of her soul flare open pa pang of want traces across her mind; a new-familiar sensation caught between hunger and curiosity.
—[X] What might even something like this hesitate over?
—[X] Almost despite herself the pupil's of Molly's unseen eyes unhinge like the jaws of a snake - tasting the shadows for the flavors of shame and regret.
—[X] What might even something like this hesitate over?
—[X] Almost despite herself the pupil's of Molly's unseen eyes unhinge like the jaws of a snake - tasting the shadows for the flavors of shame and regret.
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IIRC it's about wanting to have a way to contain Lash reliably and quickly, not wanting to run the risk of leaving an echo of a Fallen Angel to run around the world.
Primarily the OOC thing. Lash is good, but the point of the whole arrangement with the Denarians as that they aren't allowed to just set a whole mess of power loose. Being able to fist fight an infernal is beyond what Lasciel's glorified bloat ware should be able to pull.
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Not so much that, but rather the concern for what damage Lash could do to Harry's brain in the time before she is exorcised. Right now, she has root access, and even a few seconds would be enough for her to ruin him.
At this point in the timeline, she is not yet really on Team Harry.
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[X] All Things Betray
-[X] [Stunt] As the eyes of her soul flare open a pang of want traces across her mind; a new-familiar sensation caught between hunger and curiosity.
—[X] What might even something like this hesitate over?
—[X] Almost despite herself the pupil's of Molly's unseen eyes unhinge like the jaws of a snake - tasting the shadows for the flavors of shame and regret.
-[X] [Stunt] As the eyes of her soul flare open a pang of want traces across her mind; a new-familiar sensation caught between hunger and curiosity.
—[X] What might even something like this hesitate over?
—[X] Almost despite herself the pupil's of Molly's unseen eyes unhinge like the jaws of a snake - tasting the shadows for the flavors of shame and regret.
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I mean word of jim lucifer is a corporate officer in hell to hades small business ceo. Sooooo not too sure how accurate that is in canon. though canon also has a multiverse so corporate officer could as much mean in charge of this section of the multiverse corruption program.Wrong mythology; not everything here is from Exalted.
If you've looked at The Book of Madness from Mage The Ascension, Nemesis and its siblings map very closely to Nephandi/Nephandic spirits. Not Yozi or Deathlords.
Besides, I suspect Molly would have already recognized a Third Circle.
Never taunt something you cant prevent from fleeing.
In fact its generally preferable to avoid taunting outside of situations where you either control the scene, or are desperate to distract someone.
And in this case, taunting it also involves telling it that we can see it.
Which is free information.
If we dont talk, it might still have to consider the possibility that someone else gave us information.
If it talks first, then we can freely interact.
For example, we can force it to identify itself by the name that it uses by asking it what its name is three times.
But right now, I dont see any margin in confirming to it that we can see it.
It IS self-imposed; the White God's faction is self-evidently more powerful than Hell's.
Even if you aren't counting the White God himself, In Small Favor Mab named four archangels in the White God's faction to Hell's one, and Im not sure that they only have 4.
An actual conflict goes one way, and by Christian myth Michael already beat Lucifer like a drum once before.
They generally appear to act to balance the direct action of Hell's angels.
Even in Small Favor, the Denarians used that Archangel-powered containment circle first on Marcone before Uriel's response came as empowering Dresden at the aquarium.
I wonder if Molly will see parallels in her relationship with her mother.
And how it will affect her.
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Any thoughts on what to do about Maeve after this? Unless her mother locks her up she's going to poke at us regardless of if she's angry or not. Which is annoying, but also an opportunity.
She's an out and out monster, but since politically/practically we can't remove her something to push her towards being less of an unhinged sadist would be better than nothing.
I don't think her being in our circle as has been brought up before is in the cards, but we could still try for something.
She's got will 5 and more issues than National Geographic, so maybe we could trick her into wishing for common sense, baseline empathy, training in mood stabilizing magical meditation*, or something like that?
As long as it's a fair deal and we don't actually hurt her kid I doubt Mab will care much. Winter's rough and tumble that way.
* This one might not even need a real trick. I bet you she'll be real interested in mental defenses against mental stuff, even if purely logically speaking they couldn't do much to a nemesis infection itself.
Looping the most put upon monk in the world as a trainer might be possible if we sell it right, particularly if we "demand" she share insights with us from her training for the payment. Makes it seem like we're looking for the same thing, which is a good point of sympathy and an apparent weakness to sooth the scared Winter predator.
No VEE bullshit needed.
My empathy for her is a bit too limited to be enthused about a redemption arc, but if we can stop her from working through her problems by going through mortals like Pringles we should.
She's an out and out monster, but since politically/practically we can't remove her something to push her towards being less of an unhinged sadist would be better than nothing.
I don't think her being in our circle as has been brought up before is in the cards, but we could still try for something.
She's got will 5 and more issues than National Geographic, so maybe we could trick her into wishing for common sense, baseline empathy, training in mood stabilizing magical meditation*, or something like that?
As long as it's a fair deal and we don't actually hurt her kid I doubt Mab will care much. Winter's rough and tumble that way.
* This one might not even need a real trick. I bet you she'll be real interested in mental defenses against mental stuff, even if purely logically speaking they couldn't do much to a nemesis infection itself.
Looping the most put upon monk in the world as a trainer might be possible if we sell it right, particularly if we "demand" she share insights with us from her training for the payment. Makes it seem like we're looking for the same thing, which is a good point of sympathy and an apparent weakness to sooth the scared Winter predator.
No VEE bullshit needed.
My empathy for her is a bit too limited to be enthused about a redemption arc, but if we can stop her from working through her problems by going through mortals like Pringles we should.
1)See the story of Lot and the angels who came to his home.
Lot did offer the protection of his house, up to and including his daughters to be violated by an angry mob, but at no point has an angel offered hospitality ever allowed danger its hosts to come to harm that I can recall. When shit got real angels did angel things.
So no, if this was supposed to be a test, it would have ended at around the part where Nicky's goons attempted to storm the house. Uriel would have done something simple like strike them all blind, or just move the Carpenter family out of range.That he resorted to killing a man with a knife doesnt say test.
2) Explicit statements are seen in Skin Game chapter 31-32:
Michael's restraining hand became a steadying one, his voice sharpening with concern. "Harry? Are you all right?"
"Will be. Just. . need a minute to rest."
"Uriel," Michael said, his voice softly urgent.
The room tilted to one side unexpectedly, and I flailed my arms to try to catch my balance. Michael caught my right arm. Uriel's nose caught my left, right in the aluminum brace, but the archangel managed to support me. Between the three of us, I found a chair and sat there in it for a minute while my head spun, briefly.
Uriel had a shocked, even startled look on his face.
And his nose was bleeding.
I was pretty sure that wasn't possible.
Uriel touched his fingers to his face and drew them away, bright with scarlet blood. He blinked at them, the expression almost childlike in its confusion. Tears welled in his eyes, and he blinked them several times, as if he wasn't sure what was happening.
Michael caught the direction of my stare, and his clear grey eyes widened. He straightened, staring at Uriel in shock.
"What have you done?" he asked.
"It was not within our power to heal what was done to you," Uriel said. "I'm sorry. It was not chance that brought you to harm, but choice."
Michael looked from the angel down to his leg and back. "What have you done?" he repeated.
Uriel looked from his shaking, bloodied fingers to Michael and said, "I have loaned you my Grace."
Michael's eyes became completely round.
"Wow," I said. "Uh. . Isn't that. . that kind of important?"
"It is what makes me an angel," Uriel said.
"Merciful Mother of God," Michael said, his voice awed.
"Uh," I said. "Isn't that. . kind of overkill? I mean. . Uriel, you've got the power to unmake solar systems."
"Galaxies," Uriel said absently.
"Harry," Michael said, "what are you saying?"
"Why?" I asked Uriel.
"I had to do something," he said. "I couldn't just. . stand there. But my options are limited."
"Oh," I said. "I get it. I think."
"Harry," Michael said. "What are you talking about?"
"Um," I said, and rubbed at my aching head. "Uriel wanted to help you, but he couldn't exert his will over the situation to change it. Right?"
"Correct," Uriel said.
"But he could act in accordance with your will, Michael. Which was to go out and meet Nicodemus."
"Yes," Michael said.
"So he couldn't change you," I said. "And he couldn't change the world around you, at least not of his own will. But he could change himself. So he gave you his power in order to make your body function the way it used to. That way it isn't his will that's using the power. It's yours." The throbbing had begun to recede, slowly, and I looked up. "It's way more than you needed, but it's the only unit he had to work with. It's as if. . he loaned you his giant passenger jet because you needed a reading light." I eyed the angel. "Right?"
Uriel nodded and said, "Close enough."
Michael opened his mouth in understanding. "Loaned," he said. "It won't last."
Uriel shook his head. "But this task is an important one. You need it. Use it."
Michael titled his head. "But. . Uriel, if I were to misuse it. ."
"I would Fall," Uriel said quietly.
I choked on the air.
Holy crap.
The last time an archangel Fell, I'm pretty sure there were extended consequences.
Uriel smiled faintly at Michael. "I'm confident that you won't." His smile turned a little green. "I would, however, appreciate it if you. . did not push any buttons or pull any of the levers in my giant passenger jet."
"How could you do this?" Michael breathed.
"You need the reading light," Uriel said. "You have more than earned whatever help I can give. And you are a friend, Michael."
"What happens to you, while I. . borrow your jet?" Michael asked.
"Transubstantiation," Uriel said. He gestured with his bloodied fingers.
Butters finally chimed in. "Holy. Crap. He's mortal?"
"And he can die," I said quietly.
"Will be. Just. . need a minute to rest."
"Uriel," Michael said, his voice softly urgent.
The room tilted to one side unexpectedly, and I flailed my arms to try to catch my balance. Michael caught my right arm. Uriel's nose caught my left, right in the aluminum brace, but the archangel managed to support me. Between the three of us, I found a chair and sat there in it for a minute while my head spun, briefly.
Uriel had a shocked, even startled look on his face.
And his nose was bleeding.
I was pretty sure that wasn't possible.
Uriel touched his fingers to his face and drew them away, bright with scarlet blood. He blinked at them, the expression almost childlike in its confusion. Tears welled in his eyes, and he blinked them several times, as if he wasn't sure what was happening.
Michael caught the direction of my stare, and his clear grey eyes widened. He straightened, staring at Uriel in shock.
"What have you done?" he asked.
"It was not within our power to heal what was done to you," Uriel said. "I'm sorry. It was not chance that brought you to harm, but choice."
Michael looked from the angel down to his leg and back. "What have you done?" he repeated.
Uriel looked from his shaking, bloodied fingers to Michael and said, "I have loaned you my Grace."
Michael's eyes became completely round.
"Wow," I said. "Uh. . Isn't that. . that kind of important?"
"It is what makes me an angel," Uriel said.
"Merciful Mother of God," Michael said, his voice awed.
"Uh," I said. "Isn't that. . kind of overkill? I mean. . Uriel, you've got the power to unmake solar systems."
"Galaxies," Uriel said absently.
"Harry," Michael said, "what are you saying?"
"Why?" I asked Uriel.
"I had to do something," he said. "I couldn't just. . stand there. But my options are limited."
"Oh," I said. "I get it. I think."
"Harry," Michael said. "What are you talking about?"
"Um," I said, and rubbed at my aching head. "Uriel wanted to help you, but he couldn't exert his will over the situation to change it. Right?"
"Correct," Uriel said.
"But he could act in accordance with your will, Michael. Which was to go out and meet Nicodemus."
"Yes," Michael said.
"So he couldn't change you," I said. "And he couldn't change the world around you, at least not of his own will. But he could change himself. So he gave you his power in order to make your body function the way it used to. That way it isn't his will that's using the power. It's yours." The throbbing had begun to recede, slowly, and I looked up. "It's way more than you needed, but it's the only unit he had to work with. It's as if. . he loaned you his giant passenger jet because you needed a reading light." I eyed the angel. "Right?"
Uriel nodded and said, "Close enough."
Michael opened his mouth in understanding. "Loaned," he said. "It won't last."
Uriel shook his head. "But this task is an important one. You need it. Use it."
Michael titled his head. "But. . Uriel, if I were to misuse it. ."
"I would Fall," Uriel said quietly.
I choked on the air.
Holy crap.
The last time an archangel Fell, I'm pretty sure there were extended consequences.
Uriel smiled faintly at Michael. "I'm confident that you won't." His smile turned a little green. "I would, however, appreciate it if you. . did not push any buttons or pull any of the levers in my giant passenger jet."
"How could you do this?" Michael breathed.
"You need the reading light," Uriel said. "You have more than earned whatever help I can give. And you are a friend, Michael."
"What happens to you, while I. . borrow your jet?" Michael asked.
"Transubstantiation," Uriel said. He gestured with his bloodied fingers.
Butters finally chimed in. "Holy. Crap. He's mortal?"
"And he can die," I said quietly.
The fire crackled.
"Because, obviously," I said, "there wasn't enough on the line already."
Uriel smiled. It was a tight, pained expression.
"Take it back," Michael said. "You've got to take it back, right now."
"I can do that," Uriel said. "If that is your choice, I will respect it."
Something in his voice triggered my instincts, and I said, "Michael, wait. Think about this."
"What's to think about?" Michael asked. "An archangel of the Lord is vulnerable."
"Right," I said, and spread my hands. "Almost as if he thinks this is important or something. Or maybe you figure Uriel for the kind of guy who hands out this kind of power all willy-nilly, every time the wind blows." I looked at Uriel. "Right?"
Uriel helped Butters get another blanket around the shuddering Karrin, watched us, and said nothing.
"Yeah," I said. "You can tell when you're on the right track, because he shuts up and doesn't tell you a damned thing. It's about the Grail, isn't it? About what Nicodemus wants to do with it."
Uriel gave me a knowing look.
I flushed and said, "I'm playing my cards close to the chest, okay? I know it's about more than that."
He put his hand on Karrin's head and smiled at her encouragingly.
Michael shook his head and walked over to where he'd set Amoracchius after he'd drawn it from his belt once we had Karrin inside. He picked it up absently, and started cleaning the water from it carefully with one of the used towels. "You're asking me to make a very large choice."
"Yes," Uriel said.
"With potentially horrible consequences."
Uriel looked at him with sympathetic eyes and nodded.
"Can you tell me what is at stake, that I should risk this?"
Uriel frowned, considering the question for a moment. Then he said, "A soul."
Michael raised his eyebrows. "Oh," he said. "You should have said that from the beginning." He extended the Sword and looked down the length of its blade. "I'm not retired at the moment," he said. "What about my family?"
"The guards remain," Uriel said. "I have taken your place."
Michael exhaled and some of the tension eased out of him. "Right. Though this is going to draw attention here again."
"It might."
"And your protection doesn't extend to the merely mortal," Michael said.
"No."
"So mortals could enter, and kill you. Kill them."
"Potentially," he said.
"Guys," Butters said, "we need to get her to a hospital."
"Right," I said. "Here's the plan. Butters drives Murphy to the hospital and tells the guys at SI she needs looking after."
"Those guys can't stop someone like Nicodemus," Butters said.
"No," I said, "but they can force him to get noisy if he wants to get to her, and Nick won't want that until after the job. He might send some of his squires to do it, but SI can go up against them just fine. Michael, will you loan Butters a car?"
"Of course," Michael said.
"Good. They'll help you unload her at the emergency room, Butters."
"Right," Butters said. "Great."
"I'm going to go clean up out front," I said. "What's left of the Sword, shell casings, what have you. Those shots were muffled by the sleet, but we don't need to leave things lying around in case some busybody called the cops."
"Leaving me to talk to Charity alone," Michael said drily.
"Yeah, funny how that worked out," I said. "Where is she, anyway?"
"In the panic room with Mouse and the kids," Michael said. "Little Harry was all but bouncing off the walls, he was so excited. I didn't want him seeing. ." He nodded toward Karrin. "I'll sound the all clear as soon as she and Butters leave."
"Good call," I said.
"What should I do?" Uriel asked.
"Sit," I said. "Stay inside. Don't put pennies in the outlets or play with matches or run with scissors."
"I don't understand," Uriel said.
"Take no chances," I clarified.
"Oh, yes." He frowned and said, "But I want to help."
"So sit," I said. "Sitting quietly is very helpful."
He sat down on the arm of the couch, frowning.
"Because, obviously," I said, "there wasn't enough on the line already."
Uriel smiled. It was a tight, pained expression.
"Take it back," Michael said. "You've got to take it back, right now."
"I can do that," Uriel said. "If that is your choice, I will respect it."
Something in his voice triggered my instincts, and I said, "Michael, wait. Think about this."
"What's to think about?" Michael asked. "An archangel of the Lord is vulnerable."
"Right," I said, and spread my hands. "Almost as if he thinks this is important or something. Or maybe you figure Uriel for the kind of guy who hands out this kind of power all willy-nilly, every time the wind blows." I looked at Uriel. "Right?"
Uriel helped Butters get another blanket around the shuddering Karrin, watched us, and said nothing.
"Yeah," I said. "You can tell when you're on the right track, because he shuts up and doesn't tell you a damned thing. It's about the Grail, isn't it? About what Nicodemus wants to do with it."
Uriel gave me a knowing look.
I flushed and said, "I'm playing my cards close to the chest, okay? I know it's about more than that."
He put his hand on Karrin's head and smiled at her encouragingly.
Michael shook his head and walked over to where he'd set Amoracchius after he'd drawn it from his belt once we had Karrin inside. He picked it up absently, and started cleaning the water from it carefully with one of the used towels. "You're asking me to make a very large choice."
"Yes," Uriel said.
"With potentially horrible consequences."
Uriel looked at him with sympathetic eyes and nodded.
"Can you tell me what is at stake, that I should risk this?"
Uriel frowned, considering the question for a moment. Then he said, "A soul."
Michael raised his eyebrows. "Oh," he said. "You should have said that from the beginning." He extended the Sword and looked down the length of its blade. "I'm not retired at the moment," he said. "What about my family?"
"The guards remain," Uriel said. "I have taken your place."
Michael exhaled and some of the tension eased out of him. "Right. Though this is going to draw attention here again."
"It might."
"And your protection doesn't extend to the merely mortal," Michael said.
"No."
"So mortals could enter, and kill you. Kill them."
"Potentially," he said.
"Guys," Butters said, "we need to get her to a hospital."
"Right," I said. "Here's the plan. Butters drives Murphy to the hospital and tells the guys at SI she needs looking after."
"Those guys can't stop someone like Nicodemus," Butters said.
"No," I said, "but they can force him to get noisy if he wants to get to her, and Nick won't want that until after the job. He might send some of his squires to do it, but SI can go up against them just fine. Michael, will you loan Butters a car?"
"Of course," Michael said.
"Good. They'll help you unload her at the emergency room, Butters."
"Right," Butters said. "Great."
"I'm going to go clean up out front," I said. "What's left of the Sword, shell casings, what have you. Those shots were muffled by the sleet, but we don't need to leave things lying around in case some busybody called the cops."
"Leaving me to talk to Charity alone," Michael said drily.
"Yeah, funny how that worked out," I said. "Where is she, anyway?"
"In the panic room with Mouse and the kids," Michael said. "Little Harry was all but bouncing off the walls, he was so excited. I didn't want him seeing. ." He nodded toward Karrin. "I'll sound the all clear as soon as she and Butters leave."
"Good call," I said.
"What should I do?" Uriel asked.
"Sit," I said. "Stay inside. Don't put pennies in the outlets or play with matches or run with scissors."
"I don't understand," Uriel said.
"Take no chances," I clarified.
"Oh, yes." He frowned and said, "But I want to help."
"So sit," I said. "Sitting quietly is very helpful."
He sat down on the arm of the couch, frowning.
Think Jesus Christ, Son of God and one third of the Godhead, becoming mortal enough to be crucified and die in Christian mythology.
Depends.
Nemesis appears to prefer insidious behavior modification. In part because apparently it might not have perfect multitasking, so its better and easier to have autonomous agents that can be tasked with broad goals than to have to babysit them, and because its easier to hide its presence that way.
But as we see with the Leanansidhe when Dresden canonically went to Arctis Tor in Proven Guilty, with Cat Sith in Cold Days, and with Justine in Battle Grounds, Nemesis can, and did pull a full obvious Assuming Direct Control for at least limited periods of time for all of its victims we see in canon besides Maeve.
How long, we dont know.
Lea was in treatment and was still having episodes of Nemesis control interspersed with periods of lucidity, while Justine was simply dominated so completely that Dresden could invoke the Rule of Threes and compel Nemesis to answer him about its identity.
Because we dont currently have a place to put a possibly renegade shadow of a Fallen Angel with a head full of cosmic secrets. And if we dont have a setup to remove Lash to safely, we dont want to tell Dresden about this on the off-chance that Lasciel the Original will hear and take steps.
I mean, Lash's been talking with Dresden for at least a year now, and before that she was present for two years.
Most of the influence work has already been done by Dresden.
Molly could probably flip her if she has the opportunity to talk and roll Empathy.
The meta reason applies as well.
Because recall that she is in his head. If the point was to kill him, all she has to do is mess with his perceptions mid-combat, or when he's driving. She can do this, and has done it onscreen.
Not just a corporate officer IIRC, but the CEO
Hell is more than Luci, but Luci is a very big part of it.
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Seems more like shape shifting or something than Angels being humans in a big mantle.
Everywhere else Angels are big alien things that sometimes slip sideways into mortal perception to play by rules that make them look human. I wouldn't make them primordial style life forms, but your approach lessens them a lot more than is warranted.
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I would really rather not get overly involved with Maeve going forward. Even without Nemesis in her head, I don't think she's someone we would want to spend any amount of time around. She's had a thousand plus years of being a super bitchy nepo baby, and we've got better shit to do than waste time trying to redeem her into a worthwhile being.
I'd rather not either. Ideally she gets put in super time out and forced to play dutiful intern by Mab for a few decades or something and we don't have to mess with her.
But if Maeve is running around free after this her coping mechanisms will probably have a body count.
The chapter doesnt say they are humans, or that Uriel is human.
Just that in giving up his Grace, he became mortal.
Not my approach, but that of Mr Butcher.
When you are dealing with fiction that draws from Christian mythology, you kinda have to deal with some of the implications of that.
I didn't make it up when Uriel explicitly said in Skin Game chapter 32 that he gave up his Grace and that he is now mortal and can be killed by mortals.
It just happens to have precedent in Christian myth with Jesus Christ doing the same thing, only for much longer.
As for Maeve, I expect her to take a look, but circumspectly.
She doesnt push it with Dresden, and Dresden is the baby wizard who engineered cousin Aurora's death, Lloyd Slate's capture, and has killed her favorite assassin the Tigress and her handmaiden Jenny Greenteeth.
Molly is something self-evidently a lot more perilous than a wizard, and her court is a lot more scared of the Infernal Exalt.
I suspect we're more likely to run into her or one of her schemes randomly about the city than for her to actually attempt to poke at us. She doesnt unduly antagonize Mommy Dearest's second favorite wizard in canon. She isn't going to start with the Ancient Sorcery-wielding Exalt, any more than she pokes at Odin.
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This is possible. But again, this is one of those things we need to play by ear.
It might be that she acts out harder to cope. It could be that a full body embrace from the specter of cosmic annihilation forces a course correction for good or for ill.
If we can intervene for the good, sure we should.
But at the moment, we dont know if we can, or if its necessary.
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"Hades is like the CEO of his own small company, sort of. Satan is more like an officer of a sprawling multinational conglomerate – the hierarchy of hell operates exactly like a corporation, obviously"
Transubstantiation is more than just shape-shifting though, in the Communion it is the literal transformation of bread and wine into the flesh and blood of Christ.
Not even 'just' human flesh and blood but specifically that of Christ.
It's a serious, Big Deal holy ritual for all that it happens every week.
That Uriel, an Archangel, specifically uses the word Transubstantiation indicates that he has experienced the miracle of becoming a flesh and blood mortal.
Regarding the nature of Angels and their soul/s, having subsouls doesn't necessarily mean that something is a Primordial or on that level being, just that their souls have been constructed in that way.
Technically speaking, mortal humans have two souls in the hun and po components.
Having multiple souls is just a matter of soul structure, given Angels are primarily messengers and servants it makes sense to give them the ability to be in multiple places at once.
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maeves only a few centuries old and Mabs been around since approximately king arthurs time but has been winter queen for about a thousand years.