[center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/e8ffc07efefe9d55f29f71b5130c05a6/tumblr_inline_mhvwz7SEco1qz4rgp.gif[/img][color=00aeef][h3]Barachiel Alexander Eamon[/h3][/color]
[i][u]Location[/u]:[/i] Churchill Gardens, 2A [/center]

Barachiel took another sip from its coffee mug. A habit it had seemed to pick up from its time experimenting with cafes. The warmth of the steaming liquid is really what it was looking forward too, hoping it would fight off the bitter cold that was becoming all too routine these past couple weeks. Its heart sank and shoulders felt heavy as the television continued on with the news stating that the werewolf that was at the center of these recent events had turned up deceased.  Another soul stained with sin in these unfortunate circumstances. What a pity. A quick prayer came to its lips for all those involved in the incident before it turned off the TV. 

It puffed its chest out stretching out both arms and wings filling the small apartment before turning back to its room. It was time to don its business attire. The room was very plain, holding only a full sized bed covered in white sheets and comforter, night stand with an alarm clock and a cell phone on top, and small closet. The closet contained five different white long sleeved button up shirts, five pair of matching navy blue pants and suit jackets, and three ties, one red, one light blue, and one silver. Today felt like a light blue day.

Finishing clothing itself, Barachiel took another sip of its coffee before picking up his cell phone and looking at its notifications. The BBC app scrolled by about a “Helsing” claiming responsibility for the death of creature the television mentioned earlier. Its interest peaked it clicked on the notification reading the story while sipping its coffee. Again it felt its shoulders grow heavy as sorrow washed over Barachiel. Man never ceased to stray from the path.

It walked back out into the common area hoping to find Suriel. They were wise on the subject of understanding mankind, perhaps they could help give an explanation into this cycle of sin man now seemed bent on with the supernatural. And maybe they could even offer advice on how to react if this bled into his dealings at work. So far it hadn’t affected it at all there but there had been a rumor going around about a grandparent of a child wanting to take custody of a child because the current guardian was accused of being something other than human.

Finding its fellow angel not immediately in the small common area it set about finishing its coffee and cleaning the utensil that had once held it, letting its mind wander to the other matter of legal debate going on about the rights of the [i]creatures. [/i]Just when it had been getting used to acting human, it may have to openly display its differences. Not that it was scared of admitting to others that it is an angel, but it could cause some difficulty with the more ignorant parents and guardians he often has to deal with. [color=00aeef]“The children do seem to love the snow though.”[/color] A serene kind of smile crossed its lips at the much more pleasant train of thought.