What a ridiculous day this has been. Even for Lynn.
She brought Uncle Remington upstairs to help wash his face. The pepper spray was still lingering and after the nightmare fiasco Jane pulled, he was tired and drained. At first, he was still asking about what happened with all the windows and glass inside the house (and the neighborhood, for that
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He doesn't know how and frankly he doesn't care. All Sariel does know is that it's been a very, very long time. Humanity is almost on the same level as Azazel's worshipers now. ...But there was much to be desired in this new world. Treating women as if they were no more than child-incubators and playthings...no, that wouldn't do. That wouldn't do at all.
After escaping and Falling again it's normally not his style to come into contact with someone at random. He may have a physical body again but he doesn't want to attract too much attention to himself. like he would want to be captured again? Come on now.
But when all the fucking glass breaks within a neighborhood and that includes his smartphone and the windows of his car...
Yeah. That knock on your door is him. Needing to use your antique monstrosity to call a tow truck. Dressed like a goddamn gigolo in an expensive suit.
...Sariel you are not fooling anyone and that is a horrible idea of a disguise.
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"Your aura senses as...something other than human."
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Like, oh, maybe her Persona or something?
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Sariel tilts his head at her. "You seem full of secrets, that much is for certain."
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"Just call that tow-truck or whatever, you weird...angel...thing." Whatever the fuck a Grigori is. Lynn's burying her face in her hands because she just can't handle this right now.
"Please."
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"If you ever need help, with anything related to...our unique senses, then do not hesitate to contact me."
That smile has changed for a comforting one. Yes. Because that is the proper reaction.
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"What...kind of angel has business cards?" She didn't even know that was a thing. Don't mind her, though, it's just...it's been a really shitty day.
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"One that is keeping...what is the term now? A 'low profile'. I really do wish to help you. ...there have been strange things occurring here lately."
He's still offering over the card. "The name is not my true one, obviously. I am Sariel. And you are...?"
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Somehow, Sariel sounds like a more normal name than whatever the hell is on here.
"I'm, uh...Lynn."
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"That truck will probably take awhile, so uh..." Lynn does a vague hand gesture toward the couch. "Just...have a seat and I'll beeeee right back!"
Sneaking off to the kitchen, hmmmn.
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"I was gonna get you some water, but geez." Don't act so butthurt about her going to do something for a few minutes, gosh.
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"Yyyeah. Be right back."
She slides back into the kitchen. Fiddles around for some plastic glassware and draws up some water.
Looks at her phone and seriously thinks about texting Carcer. Hmmn. No, maybe later. Let's see...Lynn thinks about it, opens the silverware drawer and stares a little before taking a steak knife and sliding it into her back pocket.
She glances at a stray shard of glass on the kitchen counter and winces at the inhuman reflection staring back.
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