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[gettingofftrack]

*the first thing anyone's going to notice is the crackling sound of flames filling the air; the second thing will be, a few seconds later, the sound's source making itself evident by the rather large column of orange flame that's materialized out of nowhere in particular -- this will slowly resolve itself into the shape of a young man, still molded

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[whisperquiet]

*is so very much not used to weird things here, so just looks stunned for a good while before remembering his manners and clearing his throat before bowing* I -- apologize for my rudeness in staring, sir. I've simply -- never seen anything like what you've done before, though that certainly isn't an excuse -- I'm Jonathan Sinclair.

[gettingofftrack]

*tilts his head slightly, managing to look simultaneously amused and intrigued because honestly, most people he's met are used to him pulling stunts like this* You haven't? I don't mind the staring, I get it a lot, but --

[whisperquiet]

*shakes his head* No, I -- never from a person. How -- if you don't mind my asking, of course, how did you -- ?

[gettingofftrack]

You must be new. *but he's a nice guy, really, so he'll obligingly spread his wings*

[onesilence]

*...hello, Thomas, we're sorry, but you have to be grabbed and cuddled now. yay cousins ^___________^*

[gettingofftrack]

*gives an "indignant" oof, but then quite happily snuggles her* Hi, Malka.

[onesilence]

*^_____^* *and a headtilt inquiring after how he's been goes here, yes*

[gettingofftrack]

I'm learning to swordfight from your father. *grins*

[smrt_angel]

Nice name. *offers a hand* Mephistopheles.

[gettingofftrack]

*takes it and shakes it, warmly enough* I could say the same for you. Mine's my father's fault.

[smrt_angel]

*shrugs* It isn't for me to question -- He named us.

[gettingofftrack]

*almost (almost) sheepishly* My father's the Second Fallen.

[trueavenger]

Cute. Morning star? *-- yes, that's an offer more than a question, I hate her*

[gettingofftrack]

*sadly, misses the point* For Lucifer.

[trueavenger]

*rolls her eyes* Pathetic. *and, yes, that's a morning star appearing in her hand~*

[gettingofftrack]

*...tilts his head* I just don't think of the weapon right away.

[therainbowsheep]

You know, I really did once think that it was only my siblings and I whose parents clearly wanted us to grow up and kill them for our names, but since getting here, I've realized that assessment was probably wrong. Nice flames, by the way.

[gettingofftrack]

*faint grin* I don't mind mine that much. I'm willing to make jokes if anyone really likes. *and smirks* Thank you.