Welcome to Gaia! ::

Lawr's pale blue eyes flitted to Rodney and he smiled brightly. "I am glad you don't mind, I didn't want to ruin your peace here."

He was already cutting himself a slice of blueberry, showing an unnerving level of control with the knife he was using, the blade seeming much much sharper than it should have been in his hands.

He tucked into it like the others with open satisfaction "Lawrence." he said. "And I have seen a lot of things, none of them right now though. Other than pies." He wiped his mouth. "Nothing happens here. Less than the usual nothing. Is Rodney in trouble?"

Melvin had to stop a moment, mind pulled back away from looking at Lawrence to Rodney as he went on a sort of history of Appleton's strange good fortunes and general lack of anything disastrous happening. It was one thing for fires to be quelled by angels like him when things went array, but to have the general human populace have it better than most struck a chord.

He couldn't help but instinctively reach for his phone and open a document before he caught himself and, slowly, set it face down on the table. His hand laid on it, a thumb rubbing the side before he removed it and picked up his fork.

"That is very unusual. I haven't had a chance yet to look at the official numbers yet on harvesting, but I did notice the crime was lower than most.

"A fire with no injuries is exceedingly fortunate." He commented and looked at Rodney for a long moment before taking a bite of pie. It was nice, as far as food went, well made, though it didn't have the same strong degree of care and attention some others he had before and tried. The waitress brought him his coffee and he glanced at it, looking out and noticing the automatic drip coffee maker out in the corner of his eye. Unfortunate. He at least wished percolators would make a comeback.

His attention flashed to Lawrence a moment. "Nothing happening here would be strange. I don't see a reason he should be in trouble unless there was a reason." He looked back at Rodney.

"There shouldn't be!" Rodney said. "Any trouble, I mean. Oh, a few of those have visited too, rarely, like I said I um, don't get many visitors, but it's always nice to see a friendly face. Whatever their um, origin. And it's not as if the area is without its roguish sorts."

He looked surprised at Lawrence's assertion.

"Is that true, does that really matter?"

Lawrence found himself once again uselessly reaching back into the shattered shards of his memories, glancing over glimpses of Appleton which did not link back to his own experience at the moment and memories far beyond even that. Nothing made any sense and fiction and reality bled into one another without logic to keep them apart. He didn’t know exactly who he’d been before or what had brought him here. All he could gather was that there had been mirrors and that he was ostensibly very old. It had taken sensible deduction to even realise that he was a demon at all.


Doubt clouded his features at Rodney’s question. “I don’t know.” He admitted weakly, looking somewhat distressed by the fact that he could find no solid bedrock of fact to stand upon. “It just seemed to make sense at the time” And it had, he was sure, or as sure as he could get, but now it was gone, sunken below the ocean of detritus his mind had become. “Probably.”


Melvin got a curious look as he spoke, saying that he was collecting information but something in Lawrence’s gut telling him it was a lie of omission to say that this was to do with the city. Sins had a certain taste to them he thought and it made him pay much more rapt attention to the blonde angel, a very fixed sort of attention, like a cat watching a bird.


He didn’t like the idea of Melvin following them around, naturally very jealous (it was his patron vice, he was sure of that) and the thought of Rodney being a guide to the other man was enough to get his hackles up. It wasn’t all right but he couldn’t yet articulate a valid reason why. Rodney wouldn't approve of him being rude to their guest and that was enough to halt him from doing it.


“He’s not here observing the city.” He said coldly instead, it was more a guess than anything solid he could verify the way he used to. "It's more than that."

Observant He only expectrf to deal with reflection but it was more like a magnifying glass to have the demon stare him down and hint on something more. "Pardon?"

He startled a bit at the question but have a nervous smiled nonetheless, rubbing the back of his neck. "I actually didn't want to be too forward and to not be insulting or get any wrong ideas, but now that you bring it up. I was wondering. It is a bit concerning whenever a angel is seen enjoying the company of demons. I'm sure it must be the other way around for you too. Not that both of you have been nothing but kind and civil to me. Keeping tabs on a city also means it's other residents, but that I'm not naturally curious about how you two met."

He only finally pushed to do this and already he was found out. The most he could do was make his own questioning seem reasonable and harmless, and not a direct order.

"I'm sure you would have called if there was trouble, which seems to be a rare occurance."

"Well, um, I just believe...different diets don't necessarily make for, hostilities, necessarily. I think...it's rather a matter of individuals, so, I try not to leap to any conclusions, where all that is concerned. It's, as I said, a little isolated here so, I don't snub any variety of company. ...And, yes, I think...Lawrence wanted to get away from things, for a little while, so, I don't mind at all. It's...quiet, here, so if he wanted a little quiet..."

Rodney flushed.

"And, yes, that was...a mutual decision to try um, it's a human concept, you know, I've been down here, like I said, a while, but we both thought we might get to know each other better. Since, that's nothing either of us have tried. ...He's been very civil. He hasn't even been doing any tempting."

Lawrence was pleased all around with the reaction his comment got from everyone present. Rodney hurrying to openly defend demons and why he wouldn't snub them or push them away in a satisfying sort of way and even going so far as to give him a simple and ready made excuse. "Yes. All of those things, I needed to get away, to somewhere that was quiet. Quiet is good."

"And absolutely no tempting at all. I mean, other than offering a slice of pie and that's hardly tempting and more generosity." Generosity he hadn't paid for, but the intention was obviously the same.

Melvin got that same self-satisfied sort of grin as the other man shrugged his shoulders. "I don't think it was a date right now." he said. "There'd be more elegant outfits and candlelight, don't worry about it." But at the very least, the second angel's discomfort seemed to set aside his competitive feelings a little and warm him back up to him.