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WHAT in person
WHERE all over
WHEN 32nd day
NOTES it's a deage post

[it's a beautiful day!

by someone's standards!

which is to say, the entire town is darkly overcast and gloomy, and starting in the morning, there are scattered showers intermittently around the town. it's light enough that it isn't bothersome, barely noticeable, really, but you may find yourself feeling a bit different after you've past through one. like it's taken a few years off your life— quite literally.

or maybe it doesn't effect you at all! and you just want to go for a walk in the rain. you do you.]

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Yeah.

[just. shrugs. yeah, that happens]

They rebuild, they move on. And we live on and try to figure out what's important to us.

My duty is what's important.

Your duty?

As an angel. I live to serve the will of Heaven.

And what about right now? It's your vacation.

I don't know, I haven't had a vacation in a long time... I'm relying on my tour guide.

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I mean, what's your will? You do have free thought. We can drink. We can play with technology. You can let me pleasure you.

[just grinning easily through all that, posture calm and relaxed]

Drinking and the mall is fine for now thank you.

[THE POOFIEST FEATHERS]

[laughs]

For now.

And technology later.

[taking a sip of beer, grinning]

We're romantically involved in at least one timeline. You can guess that, right?

[?????????!!?]

Is that a joke?

Ouch, that's a little harsh.

[plants his hands on the table, leaning forward to give himself enough room to spread his wings out wide]

You would both have to be out of your minds!

[leans back very slightly, taking another long swig of beer]

A little.

The logistics alone—and nevermind what that Kevin would be doing, committing the exact crimes we are supposed to punish...! How can you take that kind of risk on yourself and your Family?

The future's a long and winding road, dear angel.

How long? How much older is he from me?

[. . . his brows crease a little. he didn't actually want to upset Uriel, just tease]

A couple thousand years?

Not so long then, but longer than can be imagined easily...

[folds his wings down, sitting back in his seat and picking up his drink again, swilling it around]

He could do worse than you.

[goes very still, frozen in place, expression stunned]

It must be stated, however, that I am not condoning his acts, he is still a shameful existence to me.

[wow this beer is fascinating, look at this tabletop, check out that floor]

I—I understand.

[forcing that out]

[looks up, searching Tristan's face quickly for fear. it wouldn't be unexpected-- offending Uriel doesn't go well for most people, but threats and punishment aren't his intent this time]

I... will not be taking action against anyone for that, either.

[there's absolutely no fear. he's blushing and looks, well. touched.]

Thank you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—it was rude of me.

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