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[herlastwish]

[A tall man walks out of a room. He is dressed in a long, black trench coat that hoods his face and hair well. Underneath the coat is a brown, plain looking messenger bag.

The man looks around and lifts the hood up just enough to uncover his face and a few red locks of hair.]

Interesting turn of events, I see.

[ intro post for lastnightswish 's Lavi. ]

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[arcmugen]

[And the Arc is just going to ignore the normal annoyance, walking on toward a kitchen.]

[herlastwish]

[His eye follows the man and silently falls in step with him, despite the boots he's wearing.]

[arcmugen]

[He still knows you're following, Lavis always start their regiment that way. Stalking.

He'll stop, however, at an intersection and cast a look over his shoulder.]

You have a question?

[herlastwish]

I have many questions. [Smiles at him when he looks back; so far it's the only thing that's visible.]

[arcmugen]

[Scowls right back. He doesn't like your kind's smiles.]

Go ask God.

[Turning down a hall, continuing to walk.]

[herlastwish]

Ah, but here you are. [He knows this. Follows again.]

[arcmugen]

I was not dropped here to answer your questions, Lavi. [He pauses, something about the question striking him odd. Gabriel then shakes his head and continues on.]

[herlastwish]

Not even to be polite? I am new, after all. [stiiiiill following.]

[arcmugen]

[He growls under his breath, wishing that it wasn't his norm to stop and help "lost sheep". Stopping semi-permanently and turning around, he crosses his arms over his chest.]

Depends on the questions if I'm going to be polite or not.

[herlastwish]

Firstly, where am I?

[arcmugen]

It's called the Dressing Room, somewhat similar to Purgatory in how it collects people.

[herlastwish]

And you would know from experience?

[arcmugen]

[Slight nod] It's where I was headed before winding up here.

[herlastwish]

Why?

[arcmugen]

It's what God commanded me to do, and I do His whims.