[center][h3]The Angel[/h3]
[i]Day 2, Evening, 2254[/i]
Roanne, Ian, Dial[/center]


Looking up at the Angel Ian took his hand and shook it. “I appreciate it. You’ll never hear it from the higher ups but we are spread rather thin. Luckily we may have gotten one of the Academy’s heavy hitters back tonight so hopefully we can make some serious headway with the way things have been.” Pushing himself up from the ground Ian dusted off his jeans and gave the Angel a half grin. 


So much lately he’d had to kill surface angels it was nice to finally have a non violent run in with them. Tucking the business card away Ian wrinkled his nose. “I know that this may be souring the generally more peaceful mood but, If I find out that either of you are related to the terrorist, angelic purist group ARc our next meeting will not go so nicely. I sincerely hope that never comes to pass.” 


With that Ian gave Roanne one last look before he nodded to Jasper. “Have a nice evening. I’m not hard to find, the Academy can put you in touch if there is anything you need.” Stepping out onto the street Ian walked past the van started up the street. Plucking an earpiece from his jacket he fitted it to his ear. Taking his phone from his pocket he scrolled through the contacts quickly and selected a number with the name “Lexicon” as the phone rang he looked at himself in the reflection from a shop window. Koshmar stared back at him in the window. 


[i]Are you really planning on asking Devil for help?[/i] 


Ian snorted as he kept walking, it was true that this was a rather risky proposition but he needed to know if he should have been worried about Roanne and Jasper. There was only one individual who could help him. The person who had given him the original records on Lashriel. “You know this is why lots of people think I’m insane. You make me talk to you out loud and then they just assume I’m ill.” The soft chuckle that returned confirmed that Koshmar was in fact very aware of the fact that he made Ian look crazy. 


The line finally picked up and a voice like honey over gravel spoke. “Ian, so good to hear from you. Why in the world are you calling me at this time of night.” With a brief smile Ian picked up his pace. “I was wondering if you could alias check for me. I just ran into a really powerful Angel and someone who was close to him, also an angel. Namshiel was crazy rapid when this guy showed up. I think he was a Seraphim and I want to make sure I don’t have another on my hands. The Academy has him on record as Jegudiel but I’ve only seen the file on their watch list.” There was a pause from the other end of the line. 


“You’re clear Ian, he’s just an Angel that has been around the block a few times. I’m sorry Lazarus and I left this with you.”


Ian scoffed at the apology. “I’ve seen the surveillance videos from St. Petersburg; I’m glad Lazarus doesn’t do stuff like that anymore. I thought Namshiel was scary but Anduriel is something else entirely. Better I do this and he stay away from things like that from here on out.”


Another pause before a quiet chuckle. 


“I’m glad we are on the same page about this”

[@Howler][@Fairess]