[He feels exposed and naked but there's a point to be made here. Indeed a point to be made to everyone as he gestures for him to follow him and people start to stare and not in a kind way. More in a confused and scared way. Moving out of the path of himself as Gabriel points at a nearby meat cylinder stand.]
You see how people look at me? and-
[One woman nearly brushes up against him and he raises a wing sharply out of her way. She stares, eyes wide, before he continues to move toward what is a meat cylinder stand. He discovered this and the bookstore behind it and wandered in perhaps looking for a certain principality. he liked those things. Those books]
That's why angels don't walk with our wings out.
[stopping in front of the meat cylinder stand he points.] Aren't these neat? This is another part of my point though. Look at all of them, all the same, all in little rows turning and turning-
[A woman nearly runs into him and Gabriel stands up imperiously as the woman mutters oh my god before bolting away.]
Not God actually! Just making a point!
[She's too far down the road to hear and the angel then folds his wings away before staring at the meat cylinders again.]
You may not be human, but you look human. I know they're simple but sometimes you have to make concessions because ah...
[free will is a very new thing for him. Increasingly new. Incredibly new so sometimes he's going to say stupid shit.]
Because they do neat tricks. Like this machine! With all these little meat cylinders!
[The guy making sad meat cylinders stares at the two of them before muttering something and telling him to go away. Gabriel shook his head and continued to stare before the man started yelling at both of them. He rose quickly and moved.]
They are really overprotective of those little things. There's little carts in Maurita that do the same thing and I am sorry if you don't want people to watch you work those little machines like a show then don't put them out on the street like that.
no subject
You see how people look at me? and-
[One woman nearly brushes up against him and he raises a wing sharply out of her way. She stares, eyes wide, before he continues to move toward what is a meat cylinder stand. He discovered this and the bookstore behind it and wandered in perhaps looking for a certain principality. he liked those things. Those books]
That's why angels don't walk with our wings out.
[stopping in front of the meat cylinder stand he points.] Aren't these neat? This is another part of my point though. Look at all of them, all the same, all in little rows turning and turning-
[A woman nearly runs into him and Gabriel stands up imperiously as the woman mutters oh my god before bolting away.]
Not God actually! Just making a point!
[She's too far down the road to hear and the angel then folds his wings away before staring at the meat cylinders again.]
You may not be human, but you look human. I know they're simple but sometimes you have to make concessions because ah...
[free will is a very new thing for him. Increasingly new. Incredibly new so sometimes he's going to say stupid shit.]
Because they do neat tricks. Like this machine! With all these little meat cylinders!
[The guy making sad meat cylinders stares at the two of them before muttering something and telling him to go away. Gabriel shook his head and continued to stare before the man started yelling at both of them. He rose quickly and moved.]
They are really overprotective of those little things. There's little carts in Maurita that do the same thing and I am sorry if you don't want people to watch you work those little machines like a show then don't put them out on the street like that.
[He chuckles before gesturing.] did I make sense?