[ closed / incomplete ]
Characters: Penemue (unrestingdemon) and Azazel (cosmetic_devil)
Date/Time: Backdated to Monday, noon
Location: Marsala Times, Greenwich Village
Rating: tbd
Warnings: tbd
Summary: Lunch date between a grumpy fallen and a pretty fallen.
Excited doesn't begin to describe how Azazel feels. Another fallen comrade means feeling less suffocated by all the bleeding Archangels.
The fallen angel's smile is practically feline as he steps out of the taxi and onto the sidewalk. He pauses for but a moment to toss a glance around and survey his surroundings from behind the cover of black sunglasses. His gaze lands on a man standing outside the restaurant, attention drawn to the cigarette he's smoking.
Penemue had said to look for the chain-smoking man that looks smarter than everybody else.
Intelligence is hard to discern from a distance, so Azazel strolls up to the man and lowers his sunglasses before asking, "What two things can you never eat for breakfast?"
Date/Time: Backdated to Monday, noon
Location: Marsala Times, Greenwich Village
Rating: tbd
Warnings: tbd
Summary: Lunch date between a grumpy fallen and a pretty fallen.
Excited doesn't begin to describe how Azazel feels. Another fallen comrade means feeling less suffocated by all the bleeding Archangels.
The fallen angel's smile is practically feline as he steps out of the taxi and onto the sidewalk. He pauses for but a moment to toss a glance around and survey his surroundings from behind the cover of black sunglasses. His gaze lands on a man standing outside the restaurant, attention drawn to the cigarette he's smoking.
Penemue had said to look for the chain-smoking man that looks smarter than everybody else.
Intelligence is hard to discern from a distance, so Azazel strolls up to the man and lowers his sunglasses before asking, "What two things can you never eat for breakfast?"