Jun 16, 2007 10:17
Michael nodded modestly. "I know this one." He was extremely gifted in language, spoken, written, and body language. He didn't need to try. This, like his physical strength, was just something he had. Now history on the other hand, if he hadn't been there for a lot of it, he was sure he'd need to study it, and still sometimes he needed reminders.
He placed his right elbow on the table, using his palm for his chin to lean on. He was glad that he dressed down today instead of his usual garb, otherwise he'd probably get stared at by fellow patrons. He wore a white button down collared shirt with a black tie, and black vertical striped pants. The stripes were just barely noticeable, since they were thin and dark grey in color. His shoes were dressy, but modern. His hair was pulled back in a ponytail, as usual, but pieces of it had slipped out and fell at the sides of his face.
Of course, if he had worn the usual garb that day... Maybe he wouldn't have been so vulnerable in that fire. He wondered if it was already the next morning and he hadn't slept or not.
(Michael: Focus on anything but the fact that Lucifer picked my nose... ><; and then asked me out.)