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[ladybirdcrap]

You've made it out of the prairie and underbrush, congratulations! But with the lack of supplies from the journey around Alderwood has left you beat. Your horses hate you, you've got sand up in places where it's not welcome, you're hungry, cranky, and if you've been riding you'll be walking like Dean for a little bit. Lucky enough for you, the next town isn't much of a detour, so you can restock, trade, and try not to burn anything down.

[Mission: Stock up, let the horses rest, treat your cholera, etc]

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[inenochian]

[ distracted by the arm-touching. he only ever gets arm touches when he's about to pass out, usually. ]

It's not teleportation exactly. [ stops walking in preparation to be kicked. ]

[foodporn]

[stops walking too to give him the most disbelievey look]

You can teleport. [oh my god what can't you do] You didn't think to bring it up before we walked 500 miles? [and then we walked 500 more??]

[inenochian]

Well no. [ helpless flappy hands. ] I wasn't going to mention it.

[ picks at one of the buttons on the front of the shirt he got once he made it here. ] I can transport one or two people, maybe, but one or two dozen is more than pushing it.

[foodporn]

Some mysterious superpowered thing you are.

[takes up walking again to round a corner. there's a cozy little hobbity inn she's beelining for. this bath isn't gonna take itself]

[inenochian]

[ doesn't know when to excuse himself when trying to be amiable with someone. so beelines with. ]

Mysterious...About that.

[foodporn]

What about it? Are you going to enlighten me?

[finally? sets basket on counter and leans over it to try and locate an innkeeper but they seem to have generously abandoned their post, so she turns back to him while they wait]

I hope it's really good after all this time you've kept me in suspense.

[inenochian]

I thought we'd already established that you should expect a little disappointment from me.

[ shrugs like he didn't just trash his own prowess. ]

[ looks around to catch sight of anyone who might be an employee. is there a bell? would it be rude to ring the bell. but that's the purpose of the bell. ]

[foodporn]

Would have been less disappointing if you weren't a hit and run.

[makes a face at him like she was expecting a big reveal. copped out. follows his line of sight to the bell and reaches over to slap a hand down on it]

[inenochian]

[ jumps a little. ]

[ it. it was loud. ]

That I can explain.

[foodporn]

You don't have to explain yourself. It's not like we were engaged.

[hold that thought. leans over to touch innkeepers arm before he can get a word in edgewise and wrassles a free room out of him. she hasn't paid for anything since she was like..never]

[leans back with a key jangling with a proud smile. gold star 4 her.]

[inenochian]

[ kind of wide-eyes at her room key, but then narrows them in an ah-ha, i've figured you out, you wily woman of wiles. using them for soap and three hots & a cot is pretty mundane, though. why not rob a bank. like me. ]

I mean, about what happened. When I disappeared...and Jimmy was here. [ since it kind of was right after they worked out an arrangement and everything. ] If you want to know.

[foodporn]

You mean the guy you're..borrowing?

[yeah she has literally no idea about any of that other than he had something to do with the weeping angels and jimmy and he are separate people]

[starts up the stairs to find her room]

[inenochian]

[ nods, grateful for her delicacy about it. dean would've said it in a much more colorful and unkind way. ]

[ isn't going to pick up on the need to be invited until they're p much at her door. ]

He consented, I should clarify that.

[foodporn]

Consent is sexy and all that.

[smiles teasingly as they stop in front of the door and she pushes it in, peeling her jacket off after she sets the basket down on a little table. it's not as fancy as alderwood, kind of log cabinesque homey and small to boot but a bed's a bed. turns around to look at him still hanging back there]

This isn't like a vampire thing is it? Do I have to invite you? I formally grant you permission to enter my temporary abode. [with a flourish]

[inenochian]

Vampire, no, I was only [ flaps a hand before stuffing it into his pocket and stepping over the threshold into her ill-begotten abode. ] trying to be mindful. Of your "personal space."

[foodporn]

I don't have personal space.

[really. who do you think you're talking to. crosses the room to close the door behind him, moving a hand over his chest to tug at the coat]

Don't you ever take this off? Make yourself comfortable. And keep talking. I'm curious now.

[inenochian]

[ looks up, startled lemur face. ]

[ but maybe her wily wiles are just that good, because he's unfastening the coat's clasps with both hands before he really thinks about why. ]

I've never found it uncomfortable. [ but it seems to be the thing that u do in bedrooms. remove jackets or coats. throw them onto furniture. ]

What was I saying?

[foodporn]

You were saying you didn't jump on this again the first chance you got because...

[helps him pull it off and does just that. coat meet chair.]

[inenochian]

Because.

[ watches the coat flop onto the chair, like having his armor stripped off. can't help you now buddy. you're on your own. ]

I was sure you'd think, after what happened with the statues and my chanting, and then Jimmy, I was sure you'd think I was--

[foodporn]

A pod person? A demon, or whatever that thing with the nun was? A glitch in the Matrix?

[you can stop me anytime here. pats his chest briefly before retreating to sit on the bed. all that succubusing on an empty stomach makes for a less peppy bo]

Well I don't know what to think about you, but I know you're not bad, whatever you are.

[inenochian]

[ honestly doesn't know about that himself, half the time. ]

[ touches his chest where she patted him and considers, head canted to the side, before locking eyes with her where she's seated. ]

I'll show you. If you can promise not to tell another soul.

[foodporn]

[oo secrets. secret time. pulls her legs up onto the bed to sit crosslegged and claps her hands once excitedly]

Cross my heart and hope to die.

[inenochian]

[ excuses it to himself as it being something required, to make reparations to someone who'd been only kind to him and he then shunned. really, it's just incredibly lonely. he hasn't seen another angel in well over a year, only the ghost of one, and if constantine knows as a potential threat, why not balance that with another ally? ]

[ the flames in the gaslamps flare high and bright for the span of a heartbeat or two, casting the shadows of his wings on the door behind him. ]

[foodporn]

[hands kind of pause mid lowering and she jumps a little at the pyromania tricks, eyes lingering on the shadows with more confusion than awe. i mean, to someone who's coming straight out of what-species-of-fae-are-you land, angel isn't the first winged thing that jumps to mind]

What was that?

[that didn't explain anything. you're lies.]

Oh my god, I know this. You're Bird-Man!

[inenochian]

Wh-what? No. No I'm not an avian-human hybrid, I'm. [ holds his hands up and out, beseeching, like come on you've seen me do the laying of hands and jimmy helped exorcise a demon and i had that embarrassing thousands of years of chastity problem? ]

I'm an angel.