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[blind_angel_z]

Who: Zaphikiel and who whenever happens by
When: It really doesn't matter, shortly after Zaphikiel arrived
Where: The park
What: Zaphikiel is sitting in the park observing
Rating: G for now

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[devil_hunter_d]

Dante snorted. "Hmph. Yea, thanks." But he shook his head with a grim smile nevertheless. "It's easy for someone like me to feel holy powers just as easily as dark powers. Although normally I'd take a doubletake at the sight of an angel in the mortal realm, not invisible, but this place is weird anyway. I've seen all kinda of shit here, so it doesn't effect me much either." He shrugged. "So in final answer, no. I'm not surprised if you know Lucifer himself."

Dante fished for something more to say, just barely latching onto something. "Besides your power, there's always your name. Granted, humans use the names 'Michael' and 'Gabriel' and the like all the time, it's still an angelic name. The 'el' on the end means 'of the light' and just about all angels have it tacked to the end of their name. And your's is a bit far out there so..." He shrugged again. He was definitely fishing. In fact, he wasn't even sure why he was being so talkative all of the sudden.

[blind_angel_z]

Zaphikel simply raised an eyebrow at the man. "So?" He decided to dig a little deeper, "What's your story?"

[devil_hunter_d]

Dante chuckled. "So, what? You want the whole epic poem of my life? That could take a while..."

[blind_angel_z]

"I'm just trying to make conversation. And what better way than talking about one's self." :-)

[devil_hunter_d]

"Could... but I'm not big on talking about myself." Dante shifted his stance, making ready to get up. "Unless you have something else up your sleeve..."

[blind_angel_z]

Zaphikel frowned, "Not particularly. But I wouldn't want to keep you if you have somewhere you need to be." He said after hearing Dante getting ready to leave, "But I will need that cup back."

[devil_hunter_d]

Dante looked down at the cup still cradled in his hands, then back up at Zaphikel with a sheepish grin. "Oh, yea." He took one last forced gulp, draining the cup empty, then handed back to the angel. He shook off the taste of the tea and stood up. "Well then... I'll be off. See you later maybe." He waved then headed off.

[blind_angel_z]

Zaphikel just smiled to himself and shook his head. He didn't need to keep drinking the tea if he didn't like it. Sometimes people are just too polite.