08-13-2018, 04:39 PM
Zachariah chuckles when Alexander jumps. "Good read?" He asks, throwing a glance at the magazine in their hand. He's not sure how they didn't hear him coming - maybe he's just not heavy enough for his footsteps to make noise anymore. He can't read a lick of what's in the magazine, but he guesses it's a catalog for make-up or something along those lines.
"Sign?" Zachariah hasn't even thought of that. The angel must have fried his brain too much. Half the time, he doesn't choose where he goes, rather he just... ends up there. Hell, it's a miracle if he even remembers how he got there. This case is no exception. As per usual, Zachariah woke up in some obscure alley, dazed and confused. It isn't worth the energy to explain that he never knows where he is, how he got here, or what year it is. "Wasn't payin' attention, I suppose." Though Zachariah is glad he didn't have to subject his eyes to such a thing.
When Alexander bares their teeth, Zachariah leans closer to get a better look. Are those fangs? Kids these days will do anything to their bodies. "What's with the teeth? New fad or somethin'?" He thinks he's seen something like that before, though when exactly, he doesn't have a clue. Zachariah could definitely say he's seen worse, in both the mirror and on the streets. He sticks his rotting hand out for Alex to shake. "Zachariah. Nice to meet you, too." He's sure that their acquaintanceship will last for several days at the most, however long it takes him to vanish. He's just glad he isn't being shooed away like a dirty hobo this time - though he's sure he smells like one. Just to spare Alexander's nose, he makes sure not to get too close.
And then Catheryn descends from the skies, though her arrival is much less enchanting than his angel's had been. He raises a brow, vaguely intrigued, but he's still more impressed by the giant pineapple. He has no interest in kids and their wacky new trends. "Lovely to meet you as well, hon." He offers her a little wave and a smile. Zachariah might have an indefinite amount of time on this earth, but he feels like witnessing some girl descend from above has just taken several decades off his life. "So what's your deal, Kumari girl? You a magician or is the world gonna end if your feet touch the ground?" Obviously he's just poking fun. He's not sure what else to do when faced with a thing like that.
"Just passin' through. I like to wander sometimes." He's not sure where he should go, anyways. Sometimes, whenever he's the one in control, he'll close his eyes and point in a random direction, and that's the way he'll go, roam until he hits a new city or ends up lost. He's not sure what draws his angel to these seemingly random places. He hasn't been able to pick up a pattern or anything. Zachariah only knows that she has some strange affinity for travelling. Maybe he's the only way she can explore the earth she's been watching over for so long.
Xenia arrives on the scene and Zachariah is reminded of a threatened cat, back arched and fur puffed out, ears flat and teeth bared. He can't imagine what she thinks he is. Could he really be taken as a threat? If the angel were ever to step in, then maybe he would stand a chance in a fight, but on his own, Zachariah is as intimidating as a chihuahua in a teacup. He's short and malnourished, with bloodshot eyes and poor balance. His stomach rumbling is louder than his own voice. What has this girl so on edge? He's unarmed, and not in the least bit tempted to go throwing hands with anyone here, but just so he doesn't get shanked, Zachariah raises his hands to his chest and says, "Whoa there, tiger. I'm just here for a good time. No need to be so tense."
"Sign?" Zachariah hasn't even thought of that. The angel must have fried his brain too much. Half the time, he doesn't choose where he goes, rather he just... ends up there. Hell, it's a miracle if he even remembers how he got there. This case is no exception. As per usual, Zachariah woke up in some obscure alley, dazed and confused. It isn't worth the energy to explain that he never knows where he is, how he got here, or what year it is. "Wasn't payin' attention, I suppose." Though Zachariah is glad he didn't have to subject his eyes to such a thing.
When Alexander bares their teeth, Zachariah leans closer to get a better look. Are those fangs? Kids these days will do anything to their bodies. "What's with the teeth? New fad or somethin'?" He thinks he's seen something like that before, though when exactly, he doesn't have a clue. Zachariah could definitely say he's seen worse, in both the mirror and on the streets. He sticks his rotting hand out for Alex to shake. "Zachariah. Nice to meet you, too." He's sure that their acquaintanceship will last for several days at the most, however long it takes him to vanish. He's just glad he isn't being shooed away like a dirty hobo this time - though he's sure he smells like one. Just to spare Alexander's nose, he makes sure not to get too close.
And then Catheryn descends from the skies, though her arrival is much less enchanting than his angel's had been. He raises a brow, vaguely intrigued, but he's still more impressed by the giant pineapple. He has no interest in kids and their wacky new trends. "Lovely to meet you as well, hon." He offers her a little wave and a smile. Zachariah might have an indefinite amount of time on this earth, but he feels like witnessing some girl descend from above has just taken several decades off his life. "So what's your deal, Kumari girl? You a magician or is the world gonna end if your feet touch the ground?" Obviously he's just poking fun. He's not sure what else to do when faced with a thing like that.
"Just passin' through. I like to wander sometimes." He's not sure where he should go, anyways. Sometimes, whenever he's the one in control, he'll close his eyes and point in a random direction, and that's the way he'll go, roam until he hits a new city or ends up lost. He's not sure what draws his angel to these seemingly random places. He hasn't been able to pick up a pattern or anything. Zachariah only knows that she has some strange affinity for travelling. Maybe he's the only way she can explore the earth she's been watching over for so long.
Xenia arrives on the scene and Zachariah is reminded of a threatened cat, back arched and fur puffed out, ears flat and teeth bared. He can't imagine what she thinks he is. Could he really be taken as a threat? If the angel were ever to step in, then maybe he would stand a chance in a fight, but on his own, Zachariah is as intimidating as a chihuahua in a teacup. He's short and malnourished, with bloodshot eyes and poor balance. His stomach rumbling is louder than his own voice. What has this girl so on edge? He's unarmed, and not in the least bit tempted to go throwing hands with anyone here, but just so he doesn't get shanked, Zachariah raises his hands to his chest and says, "Whoa there, tiger. I'm just here for a good time. No need to be so tense."
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