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]

"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.