[Mousen]

The Cafe was quiet at this time of day, it was a sweet place that was just off the beaten track and tended to have it's own little group of customers. Just the way Theodore liked it, he couldn't really afford to bump ino any demons, or any angels for that matter. Besides, they served lovely scones. What more could you expect from life when you were a fallen guide? (Technically a fallen angel, but guide was much more modern and fitted in better. When you spoke about angels people tended to take notice, whereas if you mentioned guides, they thought you were on about boy scouts and didn't make half as much fuss. He wasn't sure if they'd the new terminology across all of the higher dimensions, there was an awful lot of them.)

Theodore was a tall man in his thirties(or should it be said that he appeared to be in his thirties, like all guides, fallen or not, he was quite a bit older) with pale blonde hair, blue eyes and a rather distinctive panama hat. It was a little risky, especially when all of the other regulars knew him as that nice man with the panama hat and the blazer jackets who never really said much but sometimes, if he was feeling generous, offered to pay for their tea. He'd given up with the whole 'earning forgiveness' thing ages ago, you only got once chance with the upstairs lot, anyway and he'd blew it. Utterly blew it. But he actually liked the regulars here, they were good people and didn't feel the need to bother him with questions.

There was just the one waitress in today, wiping down tables and not paying much Theo much notice, they saw each other most days anyway. He'd have to ask her how her pet cat was, it used to have cataracts, until he'd invoked a small miracle. Technically, Theo wasn't supposed to be able to do that now, but a guide-friend of his had pulled a few strings. It all seemed quite nice really, but he did hate this life he was currently leading, it was a constant weight on his shoulders, and something he could never really escape. Every time he was close to being happy, something would remind him that he wasn't welcome back home anymore and it still hurt. Theodore constantly walked on the line between doing right and doing wrong, and he was never far from wrong, but this tiny cafe was something of an escape. He could hide here for a few hours and just be a person, neither one nor the other. It was oddly relaxing.

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[Jaden Wolf]

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Kitzy
(Human Form)

Walking along the street was a young man seemingly in his 20s, escorting a small boy that had obviously been crying. It wasn't long before a woman burst out of a nearby doorway, crying for 'Charlie', and the boy took off into her arms. Without waiting to see the reunion, the man continued on his way. He had stumbled across the boy crying in an alley after he finished one of his jobs. It hadn't taken much to figure out where the boy lived. And now that he was reunited with his mother, Kitzy found himself with nothing to do. Almost immediately, he came across a cafe and happily approached.

See, at first Kitzy didn't care much for coffee. Being an angel, he thought he was simply there to do his job. No unnecessary contact, no unnecessary actions. But it didn't take him long to realize that even with his kind of abilities, Humans preferred trust over everything. And trust couldn't be earned by someone who vanished from society at every turn. And so he had spent...a long time blending in to his human environment. So long in fact, he almost couldn't remember what the society he came from was like. You know, above. The human world was his land now.
So. Coffee it was.

Walking in, Kitzy looked over at the waitress, giving her a lopsided smile in greeting. Sitting down in the first seat he saw, he noticed another man sitting the next table over. Inclining his head his head politely, he turned back towards the waitress, who had approached.
"Hello. Coffee please," he said in his soft (but not necessarily quiet) voice that he found most people, particularly women, tended to relax around. He was quite thankful for his natural perks. They helped often with his jobs. With a smile, the waitress retreated to the back.

[Mousen]

You tended to miss it unless you were looking for it, that was the beauty of the thing, really. The aura of peace and contentment was so very subtle, and yet Theo recognized it immediately and the surprise almost caused him to fall of his chair. He quickly steadied himself, and returned the slight nod the angel gave, but he made sure not to meet it's gaze. Maybe if he just acted normally, it wouldn't notice. If it hadn't come across someone such as himself before, it might not realize... Right. Act natural.

As natural as a fallen angel could in a coffee shop with another, not-fallen angel mere feet away, that was. Theodore sneaked a look behind him, the angel didn't seem to have noticed anything off. He knew from experience that he'd only draw attention to himself if he suddenly got up and walked out of the place, it wasn't that he had much to fear from guides, but it was the humiliation. Demons were the real bother, they just loved playing around with fallen angels. Sure, some of them probably were fallen angels themselves a few thousand years ago, but it was ancient history now, and you had to be just as ruthless as any demon to have survived that long.

Theo took another sip of his coffee and looked out of the window, clouds were gathering and the patches of periwinkle sky were quickly diminishing, to be replaced by a tumultuous grey. He could see people on the other side of the street pointing at the sky and saying 'oh, doesn't it look like rain?'. Humans, it had been years since he'd first set foot on Evelon and they were still talking about the weather.

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