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[recidivate]

[ The camera is clearly propped up neatly on a desk. He's leaning forward onto the desk, head in his hand as his focus is directly on it. He's wearing red, a rare pick for him, since he knows the white is a bit too much of a tell. And, there's at least a couple sets of visible wings: including the ones on top of his head. ]

I feel like we're getting a warm welcome with this rather persistent rain. For those more experienced than myself: is this common? I want to assume that it's not, since I imagine this city would be better equipped to handle constant flooding.

[ He shifts, leaning back away from the camera. ]

I know I'd rather be learning more about this city, the Prismals, and the types of people who arrived here from other worlds. Everything seems pretty fascinating. The different cultures, the history, the interesting and advanced technology.

So I'll ask, if you could be doing anything right now, what would it be?

Let's pretend that there's no consequences for your actions. You can do whatever your heart desires. If you don't want the world to know, you can be anonymous, though I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of.

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[antipatheia]

Normal circumstances according to this place or your home?

[ Clarify, Satan, clarify. ]

[recidivate]

Normal circumstances here. As long as there's nothing preventing me from flying, I can. Things like strange rain that keeps us from touching isn't what I'd call normal.

[antipatheia]

What are you, then? If you don't mind saying so...?

[recidivate]

So polite.

[ Is he - yeah, he's teasing Diego, just a little. ]

I don't mind. I'm an angel. I've made zero effort to hide that.

[antipatheia]

An angel? Interesting...

[ Diego couldn't help the raise of his brow, head tilting a little. ]

...I thought it might have been something a bit more complicated than that, I didn't want to assume what appeared to be the obvious.

[recidivate]

I guess I could have been someone permanently impacted by the moons, though. I'm not one of those, though. This is my default. I'm going to guess we're not common here, then.

[ He alread knows. ]

Sometimes it's nice for things to be uncomplicated, don't you think? I'm exactly what I appear to be.

[ It sure sounds honest. ]

[antipatheia]

Not that I've seen, I think I can safely say that you're the first of your kind that I've encountered.

[ There was a moment where he breathed out a huff, something between a sigh and a soft chuckle. ]

Here or at home...I'm not sure I would have ever assumed that angels were real.

[ Or thought about it, to be honest. ]

[recidivate]

I haven't met another of me in a very long time.

[ He doesn't skip a beat, though. ]

Not every reality is going to have things like God, the devil, and angels. I wouldn't want to assume your reality has them to start. It's just as likely you don't have them at all as it is that you do.

[antipatheia]

There's certainly a god where I'm from, or at least the belief in one.

[ There wasn't really a way to deny it, not when most of his last days were spent chasing a corpse that belonged to a 'nameless' saint. ]

Perhaps we'll be able to meet face to face sometime, I do wonder if your feathers are as soft as they appear. If you'd indulge me, that is...

[recidivate]

You want to touch them sometime? Hm - you know, I don't know that a human's ever done that.

[ not that he can recall ]

Perhaps should we meet in person - you can, then. They're very soft, though.

[antipatheia]

I think I'd like that, let me know when is best for you and I'll make myself available. It seems that only a fool would let an opportunity like this slip through his fingers...

[recidivate]

Sometime after the rain stops, I'll send you a message. We can make arrangements, then.

[antipatheia]

I'll look forward to hearing from you then, thank you.