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[color=00aeef][h3]Barachiel Eamon[/h3][/color]
[i][u]Location[/u]:[/i] The Early Bean
[i][u]Interacting With[/u]: Miles [@murdoc], Talia [@13Nightingale][/i][/center]

Barachiel’s face couldn’t help but frown as the whole coffee shop stopped to look at Miles’ display. The line had gotten nearly twice as long in the time Miles finally had chosen his [i]’usual’[/i] order. Clearly the youth had to be upset about something because in the angel’s experience no one just caused this much trouble for the heck of it. But if he was upset it couldn’t possibly tell what it was about as Miles never did get around to a point. The poor barista was clearly flustered and brimming with annoyance by the time the pixie was done with his sport, and Barachiel was thinking about going over and saying a few words to help calm the red haired gentleman down.

It probably would have if Miles didn’t just stop in the middle of the room and stare right at Barachiel. Finding itself surprising uncomfortable beneath the young man’s unbreaking gaze, it looked over both its shoulders to make sure there wasn’t something there that the young man was staring at. Nope, nothing there.  No other explanation than the young lad looking at Barachiel. The angel was unsure of the correct social response in this situation so it decided to close up its folder on Dylan stare calmly back at the pixie. This seemed to do the trick as Miles then began to walk over and announce they were neighbors. An announcement that quickly cleared the uneasiness the angel had felt before. A smile parted its lips as it extended a hand out as it raised out of its seat. A proper action in introductions it found. [color=00aeef]“Ah of course. Though most call me Alexander.”[/color]

And just when it thought it had the unusual situation under control, the young lady you virtually irradiated confidence walked over and sat down. Now the angel had been on this Earth long enough to understand that sitting down at a strangers table was far from normal. Looking for an explanation as it looked down at the female blinking twice thought crossed its mind that it might have simply forgotten who this person was. Looking back at Miles again the smile still on its face Barachiel offered an invitation, [color=00aeef]“Would you care to join us?”[/color] Its calm and soothing voice betraying no sign of surprise about the whole situation.

Sitting back down and once again giving Talia his attention it looked her over once more before deciding it definitely could not recall such a person. [color=00aeef]“The cold is definitely unpleasant, but I don’t think warm weather would gather as much attention to their cause.”[/color] It paused a moment before continuing, [color=00aeef]“Forgive me miss, but have we met before? I apologize but I simply cannot recall.”[/color]