About, yes. The storm was still in full swing at the time. [ they smooth their hands over their clothes, before folding their arms behind themself, wings flaring briefly to make space. ]
We'd been gathered before that, though not by much more, after we were approached and agreed to it. The city was where we were told to expect and receive you, basically.
[ they're mostly fine with the idiots and gremlins, but it's the clueless part they don't enjoy. ]
The wings are also new, yes, as part of our "guardian angel" position while we're Watchers. And our daemons as well - none of us had them before passing through to Cigazze.
Oh, goodness. That's most terrible, my dear fellow.
[clueless bad! except if you're herlock sholmes]
Guardian angel...well, you certainly look the part. Very pretty, may I say. But your leaders...would I be wrong to suppose they're the true "angels" around here? Or are you not sure? They seem to be mysterious, all the same.
[ head empty every thought: herlock sholmes, the story. ]
There aren't angels, in my world, so I don't know a lot about them outside of this current experience and the fact that this city is... well. [ gesture ] But they definitely are mysterious. I don't... think that's the case?
[ but satariel is game for it, and holds a hand palm-down towards the ground, here on the boulevard, before sweeping it like they're brushing something off of the cobblestone. through the cracks, grass springs up - but so do sweat peas. once there's enough, they pluck them up with a quick movement and offers them to sholmes. ]
[That ability is definitely amazing, but the flowers themselves are quite pretty - he nods, grateful, as he takes them.]
Gorgeous. Thank you. Your gift is quite beautiful, you know. [And a smile.] Mm. I'm not quite a main expert on botany, but these are sweet peas, aren't they?
[ they dust their hands off after passing them to him, and use their foot to smooth some of the grass back down. just so that there's not a patch of tall grass in the boulevard. ]
It takes some getting used to. Magic exists in my world, but I never thought I had the talent for it, so I never tried to learn. [ a small, crooked smile, before they straighten it back out. ] Thank you, detective - they are. I think they're rather nice.
It does, does it? It doesn't in mine - or, at the very least, magic is nothing but shams and tricks and illusions meant to make the eye wander. Nothing like this.
[He nods.]
Well, I don't know why you would think that. That you have no talent, I mean. You certainly do, even with an ability just given to you.
A lot of people try to pass themselves off as real magicians, but apparently it's a lot of cold reading? You get kind of used to picking out the good ones.
[ a pause that implies surprise, and either wide eyes or blinking, considering they just. look at him for that pause? ]
Oh - oh, well, thank you, detective. You have to work hard, no matter whether it's new or old, or you're just learning, right?
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We'd been gathered before that, though not by much more, after we were approached and agreed to it. The city was where we were told to expect and receive you, basically.
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[Poor Watchers, having to deal with a bunch of clueless idiots and gremlins.]
But you all got something for your troubles, at least? Like these wings of yours?
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[ they're mostly fine with the idiots and gremlins, but it's the clueless part they don't enjoy. ]
The wings are also new, yes, as part of our "guardian angel" position while we're Watchers. And our daemons as well - none of us had them before passing through to Cigazze.
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[clueless bad! except if you're herlock sholmes]
Guardian angel...well, you certainly look the part. Very pretty, may I say. But your leaders...would I be wrong to suppose they're the true "angels" around here? Or are you not sure? They seem to be mysterious, all the same.
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There aren't angels, in my world, so I don't know a lot about them outside of this current experience and the fact that this city is... well. [ gesture ] But they definitely are mysterious. I don't... think that's the case?
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[A light shrug.]
Do you like being an angel? Being as you are?
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It's... interesting! I was never really magic, back home, but now there's very much a lot of it. The wings took a lot of getting used to, actually.
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[ putting their hand to their chin thoughtfully to consider it. ]
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[ but satariel is game for it, and holds a hand palm-down towards the ground, here on the boulevard, before sweeping it like they're brushing something off of the cobblestone. through the cracks, grass springs up - but so do sweat peas. once there's enough, they pluck them up with a quick movement and offers them to sholmes. ]
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[That ability is definitely amazing, but the flowers themselves are quite pretty - he nods, grateful, as he takes them.]
Gorgeous. Thank you. Your gift is quite beautiful, you know. [And a smile.] Mm. I'm not quite a main expert on botany, but these are sweet peas, aren't they?
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It takes some getting used to. Magic exists in my world, but I never thought I had the talent for it, so I never tried to learn. [ a small, crooked smile, before they straighten it back out. ] Thank you, detective - they are. I think they're rather nice.
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[He nods.]
Well, I don't know why you would think that. That you have no talent, I mean. You certainly do, even with an ability just given to you.
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[ a pause that implies surprise, and either wide eyes or blinking, considering they just. look at him for that pause? ]
Oh - oh, well, thank you, detective. You have to work hard, no matter whether it's new or old, or you're just learning, right?
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[shut up]
So I'm sure you'll make great strides from here with your new one.
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I certainly hope so, at least. So let's both work hard, detective! I think we'll really get worthwhile places if we do.