Catch-all Tunnel Log

[servingmichael]

Who: Raphael and Open
When: Day 121
Where: The tunnels
What: Failing all over the place
Notes: If you want something specific, just let me know.

Stane, some other warning, and then Gabriel had disappeared - Raphael hadn't wasted time in going to Michael and pointing out they needed to go - if it was an escape, then they could retrieve Gabriel.

They just hadn't know the tunnels bore complications.

Comments

[servingmichael]

Probably not, but it's debatable either or not they would LISTEN.

"Uh-Thank you." He takes the water bottle, looking for somewhere to put it. He'd given his jacket away and there were a few odds and ends in his pockets now, and away from Donna, his sword was hanging from a make-shift sheath made from his tie. Lowering his own flashlight to the ground, he shifted the contents around, tucking two pieces of chalk and a pencil into his other pocket and trying to put the water bottle into the now empty pants pocket. It wasn't really working.

[noblexcompanion]

Tell her again how angels survive in the world? Because Raphael, your lack of human know-how is showing big time. Donna is still absolutely terrified of him, but right now he seems less like a rottweiler and more like a clumsy puppy flopping all over the place seeking out mama dog's warmth.

"You do know you can carry things in your hands, right?" How would he ever cope in day to day life with a phone, car keys, Starbucks, a handbag - or well, more likely a briefcase in his case, a newspaper or magazine and a Gregg's pastry. Multitasking and holding multiple things at once. It's a human life skill.

[servingmichael]

Raphael is eons old - but he's never been (doesn't want to be) human. It doesn't bother him that he lacks these skills, why should it? But he doesn't know what he's doing, certainly.

"I have the flashlight. And I need to keep a hand free." In case he needed to draw his blade. He wasn't human, but he was a soldier, and that at least, he knew.

[noblexcompanion]

Humans are every bit as important and brilliant as angels, thank you very much.

"The bottle is made of plastic - you can always drop it if you need your hand free in an instant." Please don't be drawing weapons. Unless there are monsters...

[servingmichael]

Humans are clever, certainly, neat and once wonderful. But 'brilliant' would never be a term he would use to describe them, 'brilliant' came from 'bright' - and 'bright' would always and forever be Lucifer. And he couldn't say they were important - God thought so, and Raphael had loved them dearly once, still did just not as much.

And even if God was right, and humans were just as important as The Host, that didn't mean they were the same or that Raphael ever wanted to be one.

"Better to not lose the time." The bottle crunches slightly, plastic bending, and he manages to force it into his pocket. He doesn't plan on drawing it - but there might be monsters. Crowley was down here. Who knew what else.

[noblexcompanion]

Excuse you, Raphael. Humans are totally brilliant. Well, you know aside from the murder and the wars and the crimes and everything. Like the angels are any better.

"You need pockets like my mate, the Doctor, they're bigger in the inside." She shoots him a smile, regardless. "But make sure you drink. Dehydration sucks."

[servingmichael]

Angels used to be better, before humans.

"Normally it wouldn't be an issue at all." But he might do that to his jacket, when he gets his Grace back. "I've seen it." But since he hasn't felt it...

[noblexcompanion]

"I don't think 'normal' applies in these kind of circumstances." Donna smiled. "If you run into anyone else who needs water send them my way okay? And be careful. I'll see you on the other side."

[servingmichael]

He can't argue with that, so he doesn't. "I will, if I can find you." Or at least he'd tell them ask for her. "And I will." No, no he won't.