I had a dream but I called it a plan

[servingmichael]

Who: Raphael and ANY ONE.
What: Raphael just arrived, he's kicking the cage looking around.
When: Day 46, all day
Where: Anywhere!
Warnings: Will be updated as needed!

Raphael had toyed with the thing on his wrist for a bit before going outside. Once or twice he attempted to fly passed the edge and ended up stuck there and having to walk back until he could fly again - but he made a map of those areas, and after a few attempts avoided them in favor of the woods, park, and buildings. As he pops in and out, there's a faint sound of thunderclaps and wings beating, but otherwise, nothing to announce him

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[servingmichael]

"There isn't far to go, really." At least, not for him. Although had he known how she felt about those from his world, he'd have likely agreed.

"I've spent time in the sea." Patron of fishermen and all. "Although I'm more interested in what is under them, than sitting on them."

[primogen_vampirate]

"You clearly haven't spent enough time with pirates," she said dryly, flashing him a bit of a smile. "If you ever want to have a good time sitting on the sea, try spending a couple days with a lot of buccaneers."

She couldn't help but grin at some of her own memories. At least, the ones that didn't involve molding food stores, boredom, or a certain losing battle that had, more or less, claimed her life. In a roundabout way.

[servingmichael]

"Those weren't typically the one calling on my name." And at that point, he wasn't paying attention to everyone. But the implication - that he did listen when he was called upon was clear and purposeful.

[primogen_vampirate]

"Well, I suppose they wouldn't be," she replied. "Unless they were drowning, of course." Some pirates were just bloody stupid. "And I suppose you don't put much time into recreation. All business, I presume?"

[servingmichael]

"Fishermen aside, my element is air, not water. That would be my younger brother." Gabriel. "And no, I don't. Michael and I managed the jobs our Father gave us, as well as those of two of our brothers' and God's. We had no time for anything else." Because Michael was a good son - for all that earned him - and Raphael was a good brother.

[primogen_vampirate]

Some people were just so hard to please.

"What will you do here?" she asked. Because, as far as she was concerned, the Divine--whatever one chose to call it--was rather absent. And they were all very cursed with far too much time on their hands and not enough to do.

[servingmichael]

Raphael was certainly was hard to please, unless you happened to be Michael, then it was remarkably easy.

"I haven't decided yet." It was a simple answer, but not one most would expect from Raphael, given his view on angels and free will. But he understood it a little more than most, even if he was at a lost as to what to do here.

[primogen_vampirate]

"Mmm," she murmured, "well, I suppose you'll have ample time to figure it all out, darling."

She hesitated for a moment. Generally speaking, Mina really didn't get on well from the people of Pendragon's world. She could tolerate Castiel, but the rest of them?

No.

Still, she was a practical person with a practical mind and she knew better than to go around making enemies when she could make friends. "Should you ever need someone to bounce ideas off of, you need only to ask. There aren't many people awake at this hour."

[servingmichael]

"I suppose so." Raphael didn't know what to do with 'free time' - he hadn't had any in longer than most could count.

"That is good to know, as I do not sleep." He doubted he could if he tied.

[primogen_vampirate]

"No. Neither does Castiel." Of course, listening to Castiel could occasionally be like a glass of warm milk. But such things never really made an impact on her.

[servingmichael]

"Angels have no need to." Or desire to, really.

[primogen_vampirate]

"Understood," she said with a sigh.

These people were impossible to make conversation with, sometimes.

[servingmichael]

Raphael really is, though some of it is nothing more than lack of practice. "I'll leave you to have your reflection time in peace."

[primogen_vampirate]

"A pleasure meeting you, darling," she said. Although pleasure was stretching it a bit. "I'm sure we'll see much more of each other in the days to come."

Unless one of them disappeared first.

[servingmichael]

"Likely it's a small island." Although Raphael had a habit of disappearing, but that's just angels flying.

Which he does, with a flutter of wings and a soft thunder rumble.