"let's go get drunk." Akseli piped up, not moving his arm from its place across his eyes. "You're upset, right? People get drunk when they're upset."

A sigh from the other man allowed a smirk to alight itself onto his face as he waited for the higher being's inevitable response.

"Angels cannot get-"

"Drunk. Yeah, I know. Doesn't mean I can't." He snorted, hoisting himself into a sitting position. "And maybe just the act can change your mood; who the hell knows."

"You should learn to abstain from-"

"Sinful acts. I know that one too." Akseli stood up and stretched, grabbing his brass knuckles and pocketing them before making his way out the Shul doors. "You really need new material." 

The scuffle against gravel alerted the young man to his guardian's following. "It's dangerous to be out on the night of a freshly Fallen." Aharon warned from behind the careless boy. "Imagine my power, with no inhibitions. And they're here, in Santa Muerte. Fallen flock here like bird to seed."

"And yet you're the one that [i]turns into[/i] a bird." Was the biting reply. "I can take care of myself."

"Around humans, perhaps." Came the mutter from behind him.

"What?"

"I'm just adamant you stay careful and pick no fights tonight."

"We all know that ain't happening. Seriously, why do you even still try with me?" They made it to the doors of the [i]Inferno[/i] and Akseli stepped in, stopping with a smirk at the scene of a man's face being introduced to the bar before him. "Call it quits and go help someone who wants it."

Silence was his reply, and he turned with a raised brow to his guardian. 

"Can't handle all the sin?" He teased, going over and sitting at the only two empty seats at the bar, pulling the Seraphim down next to him and grinning at the bloodied face two stools down.

"Why must you sit next to one gallivanting around with weapons on display?" Aharon asked, ignoring the other's jab. With a cursory look around the bar, he flashed his eyes and Read those nearest to him, muscles tightening and his whole body shifting closer in protection to his charge.

A smirk and raised eyebrow was the only reply as Akseli waited for the bartender to acknowledge him. She must be a little busy with the current predicament, and he wasn't going to be an ass and demand attention from her.