(Untitled)

[sonofjeremiah]

*enters, an almost detached air to his step, as if he'd prefer to observe the world from the outside before joining in -- he's a tall sandy-haired young man, around thirty, dressed in clothing that's neat but rumpled around the edges, as if he's polite enough to try making a good impression but busy enough that he can't be bothered to care too much

Comments

[theproofyouneed]

*she'll have to light up immediately -- it would be impossible for her not to, really* Caleb! I'd hoped you would arrive.

[sonofjeremiah]

*brightens in turn* Alleya! Well, whatever place I've found myself in this time, it can't be anything but exceptionally wonderful as long as you're here.

[theproofyouneed]

*flushes slightly* The Raphael of history is here. I don't think that permits it to be exceptionally wonderful.

[sonofjeremiah]

*...looks, predictably, intrigued rather than worried* The Raphael of history? Really?

[angelwhorejr]

Welcome, Caleb. I am Nathan.

[sonofjeremiah]

*nods -- hey, he doesn't have any real reason to connect this man to his great-great-great-grandfather, so* Thanks. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[angelwhorejr]

The same. Where have you come from?