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Laisander can almost see the demon's temple vein pulsating as he says the “D” word aloud. Adding that to the list of things he should avoid doing he follows the priest slowly inside, his hands in his pockets. 'Y'know, it feels really funny that I'll be asking him for work. It's as if I am trusting him with a part of me or something. I'm putting some faith in the idea that he wants what's best for the church and the children, and that he won't completely shaft me or blow me off or give me something completely useless to do. I mean, I actually expect him to give me something hard, but at the same time, too hard and I'd be useless, so. . .Why am I thinking about this? Ah well, who knows. . .' He smiles at the kiddies as they are shuffled along, the teacher's watchful gaze moving over them like an eagle spotting field mice.

He ends up chuckling aloud as the demon goes on the hunt and begins using the same kind of analogies he'd been using in his own head about predator and prey. 'Well, prey at least' He continues chuckling, smiling and waving back at the children who spot him waiting in a corner for the priest to finish his shepherding duties. Once the little ones are out of sight he approaches the priest and poses his query about work, a little nervous but at the same time kind of excited to get off his backside and get something more useful done besides ticking off the already ornery demon. He loves playing with the little ones, but now he's a little restless.

The expression on Xephos' face is clear but Lai's smile does not falter, ready for any slings and arrows the male is ready to whip his way. 'I don't mind being hated by a demon. I'm use to it' His expression does not fall but as the demon grows more and more excited Lai's eyes narrow ever so slightly. It is his job to spot deviousness, and there is definitely at least a touch of deviousness manifesting here. 'Well, this is a new mood. Normally it's “Go die” or “Get lost”. . . .This is more “Let's see what you got”. I like it' He can’t help but feel the need to rise to the challenge being posed here and he listens carefully as to not miss anything. When at last he's along however he realizes what exactly the challenge entails.

'I have no idea what all these labels mean. . .I mean I can read them, but we don't have addresses in heaven. . .' He lets out a long, drawn out sigh and carefully selects a box. The challenged poised is less about finding the locations than it is avoiding Xephos while he finds away around it. He waits until he can feel the demon some distance away before slipping upstairs and hunting down the nearest young soul he can feel. Spotting a youth coming out of a room empty handed he smirks to himself before offering up a smile to the young redhead as he's spotted. The boy looks a bit greasy, as if he's been working on machines or something, but as Lai has no idea what grease is he just sees it as slick dirt or something.

“Hello there. I was wondering if you're free to help me out.” His voice is honey sweet and the street wise youth recognizes the tone immediately. He's not put off by it, but he knows full well that if he says yes he may be stepping into something he's not ready to handle.

“Depends mister. What do you need help with and what would it entail?” Lai smiles at the youth, liking his spunk.

“Well, you see, I am a traveler and don't know the town very well. However Father Xephos wants me to deliver these crates to people in town, and I got the impression the quick the better. I though maybe if I had someone who knew the area we could get this done in half the time.” The young man eyes the angel faced visitor and sensing no insincerity in him shrugs and tucks the greasy rag he'd been wiping his fingers with into his pocket.

“Sure, why not. The parts have been backlogged a while because of that stupid truck and it's never ending issues.” With a light cough he walks over and looks at the paper on the box. He pauses, looking slowly up at the slightly taller male. “You're. . .Kinda strong aren't you?”

Lai realizes he's carrying the box on a hip like he was toting around a basket full of laundry and not a crate full of heavy metal parts. He smiles without batting an eye. “Why yes I am, which is why I got the job!”

The youth openly laughs at this and motions for Lai to follow. “My name's Job, like that book in the bible. Father named when I got here, as I'd forgotten my birth name.”

Laisander gives him a sympathetic but slightly happy look. “The name is an honorable one to carry. My name's Lai. Nice to meet you Job.” The youth waves over his shoulder in lieu of a handshakes ant the two of them begin their long arduous task of fetch and carry. Having never been inside an intact city Lai takes the chance to get a good look at the inner constructs and machinery. The over all bronze look is very different from the gray of the stone church and Lai can honestly say he likes the gray better, and not just because it's a church. Everything inside seems to be built high, and thin, and more than once the angel wonders if the large crate he is carrying will fit up a particular narrow staircase.

Each time they go back to the church Lai has Job wait outside and preferably near the stalls in hopes that Xephos won't spot him helping and either it worked or Xeph had given in as by the time the sun vanishes from the sky completely and the city is all gas lamps and flickering oil torches Lai and the youth deliver the last of the backlog of parts. Instead of heading right back tot he church though Lai asks if there is any way to get to the top of the wall legally. For a moment the human stares at him hard, as if trying to determine if he's kidding, but eventually he simply asks, “Promise not to tell Father Xephos I took you up?”

“I swear I will not tell him anything about you bringing me up to the top of the wall.” He promises. Even if the demon notices him up there, or identifies the kid, he will keep his promise to not be the one to rat the boy out officially. In a flash Job is off, and without hesitation the angel is after him. Slipping his goggles back over his eyes as he did during most of the deliveries to avoid staring he chases the young man through endless lines of machines and old clusters of broken down building parts. Both seem to littler the area around immediate interior of the wall and as Job vanishes from sight into a hole in the foundation of the wall Lai doesn't even bother wondering why. 'I know why after all. If the wall falls, they don't want people too close to it. . .'

The angel slips in right behind him, pausing only for a moment to admire the gears and clockwork inside the massive hunk of metal before racing up the stairs after the boy. The trip takes a long time, or at least to Laisander it takes a long time. As someone who can naturally fly and/or run at sonic speed, taking the very human way and pace up to the top of the wall feels very slow to him. However once they step out of the door at the top, the stiff breeze pushing the human back slightly into Lai at this altitude, the angel feels it was very much worth the time and effort. 'It's not flying, but it's definitely something. . .'

Bracing a hand against the door frame so it doesn't look like he standing there unbothered by the breeze, even though he really isn't bothered by it, he holds Job's shoulder carefully to keep him from being blown back down the stairwell. Looking out across the desert first he smiles at the light coming from the large archer window shaped windows he can see from this side of the church, and the trail of lights running down the road as people head in for the night. On the other side the flickering lights all over the city make it glow in a pleasantly warm way. Unlike the cool, fuzzy warmth of heaven, this warmth his harder, but warm, and surprisingly inviting.

“Great view huh? Almost a bird's eye view. Like what the angels see. . .” Lai shifts to look at the youth, noting no malice in his voice when he speaks of angels. He knows very well that many humans, even god fearing ones, hate angels for the part they have played in bringing ruin to the earth, but there is no flicker of hate in this teen.

Giving his shoulder a slight squeeze he murmurs, “Yeah, like an angel. . .” After a few more silent minutes they head back in, careful to lock the door from the inside before the slightly faster decent. Once at the ground level they make their way quickly out through the closing doors and Lai laughs as the youth races him back. Once inside the two of them take deep breaths at the smell of the evening meal and with a wave Job heads off to join the others around his age, helping with distribution before taking taking his own portion.

Lai watches with a smile before being overrun with children and dragged to a seat. Javier takes a seat in his lap, as if somehow that is now his official spot when the angel is around, and munches happily while talking about his day. The rest of the children try to do that same and the poor angel only catches about half of what they are trying to say. Once he receives his portion they quiet down a bit to let him eat but still try every now and again to tell him every minute detail of what he missed. Laisander does not mind them all talking and trying to keep his attention. In fact he finds it quite endearing. E doesn't even bother looking for the priest right now, too focused on the children, and eating a meal he's actually hungry for. He knows he'll have to talk to Xephos eventually, as he needs his bed assignment, but once more he's going to wait to be addressed, even if he is just one among many who will be spending the night.

I don't really do dates, but feel free to slap any old one you want on there. I do my RPs on an Earth not Earth like setting as to avoid having to be realistic with history and geography. So sure, we can call it earth and use it as a base :P We can make other planets as we go along, but I'm figuring for less, shall we say, commercial space travel? As in, it's not open to everyone and colonists would mostly be a part of terra forming teams. I like the high tech idea with maybe some final fantasy like older stuff in it. Like, not all weapons have been replaced with lasers and beam cannons. Still have use of knives and swords and other some such.

I can go with high tech spaceships, but again, I'd like to avoid people taking their personal shuttle up into space. Military and government only. And since I haven't the foggiest if space will even factor in, I think we can leave it as space fairing but not uber amazing?

Also, as we think to the futur, I would like to submit that, because there is terra forming, that the world is not over populated, there are still forests and mountains and trees and animals. In other words, while you can circle the globe in an hour on a bullet train, you can't see the next city over simply by standing at the edge of one and looking towards it. Too high tech and the magical community would have been discovered long ago. :P Also I'm thinking that we can to a slightly phase shift of reality for them rather than making them all just "In hiding" if that makes any sense.

I think the training camp would be in the middle of nowhere, or at lease at close as one can get, near the forest where my guy is found. Maybe a small encampment, only his training class there? I like the thin, grassy woods type area, and my guy can be hidden from sight by some thick bushes or something about a mile from camp. . . .*Rambles on*

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