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[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

[Sleeping on a fire escape again.]

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[notsogrimoire.livejournal.com]

[Eeeeyebrow.] I'm sure you have a perfectly reasonable explanation for why you're sleeping out here.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Siobhan needed time to think, and the basement's not suitable space for me to hide from her in yet. Speaking of, Guriel mentioned maybe pulling you and Simon in on that project.

[notsogrimoire.livejournal.com]

The very reason I came looking for you, in point of fact. Guriel was vague on the details, as Guriel tends to be, and while "Punching it until it ceases to be threatening" seems to serve him well enough as a modus operandi, I'd much prefer to know if anything down there will attempt to devour me before I go into the encounter, not after.

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

Are you okay?

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Mostly okay. Tomorrow, we'll see.

[iwasforgiven]

[Fire escapes are the one way to a roof top for Jack to sit and brood at. He's got a case to take care of and a bit of over time work with a rash of problems. He's bloody, he was taken by surprise by whatever it was and he's not happy he let whatever it was sulk away.

So here he comes to heal but there's always a hang up.] I don't think metal grates are a good place to sleep.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

You know, walking around in that state might attract attention.

[He makes sure to keep his wings hidden for the moment. Strangers, angels unaware--something like that.]

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*conveniently coming by, out walking and walking and walking.*

...Jaf?

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Les. What's wrong?

[fire-made-flesh.livejournal.com]

[It had her kind's name on it; so of course she'd come to check it out. Now she's just a tiny bit annoyed.]

It is flames. Not Fire.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Oy, it's trying to sleep.

[dadysiced-angel.livejournal.com]

*Brings a blanket for him*

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Thanks, cherub.

[notsogrimoire.livejournal.com]

[Eeeeyebrow.] I'm sure you have a perfectly reasonable explanation for why you're sleeping out here.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Siobhan needed time to think, and the basement's not suitable space for me to hide from her in yet. Speaking of, Guriel mentioned maybe pulling you and Simon in on that project.

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

Are you okay?

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Mostly okay. Tomorrow, we'll see.

[iwasforgiven]

[Fire escapes are the one way to a roof top for Jack to sit and brood at. He's got a case to take care of and a bit of over time work with a rash of problems. He's bloody, he was taken by surprise by whatever it was and he's not happy he let whatever it was sulk away.

So here he comes to heal but there's always a hang up.] I don't think metal grates are a good place to sleep.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

You know, walking around in that state might attract attention.

[He makes sure to keep his wings hidden for the moment. Strangers, angels unaware--something like that.]

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*conveniently coming by, out walking and walking and walking.*

...Jaf?

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Les. What's wrong?

[fire-made-flesh.livejournal.com]

[It had her kind's name on it; so of course she'd come to check it out. Now she's just a tiny bit annoyed.]

It is flames. Not Fire.

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Oy, it's trying to sleep.

[dadysiced-angel.livejournal.com]

*Brings a blanket for him*

[unfamiliar-jaf.livejournal.com]

Thanks, cherub.