Who:
reddenedrage &
kit_katze.
When: Some time after
this.
Where: Around the city, possibly Dismas.
Format: Initially prose, whichever after!
What: Mika is bored. Katze agreed to help with this.
Warnings: Mika's mouth, basically. Will update if this changes.
It was all well and good to say that he could find the other man, but Michael hadn't met Katze in person before. So locking onto his essence and tracing it backwards was more out of the question, logistically. It was an issue thought of belatedly, and the angel was downgrading to coasting along the living areas, eyes out for the man's appearance. Of course... He had already done this about five times, and his patience was all but negated. With a loud sigh, Michael dropped from the sky, wings retracting as he hit the ground.
"...Damnit," came the mutter, as the redhead shoved a hand through his hair. It'd hurt his pride to call the man up now, but he was going to have to if he actually wanted to do something today. He glared to the side, then strode forward, eyes watching the light crowd. Maybe a round on foot would reveal something. If not, then... He'd think about swallowing that thick pride and calling.