A Time to Stare (open)

[Fraciel]

"Fraciel"

The quick responce wasn't rude, just quick. Fraciel's attention was being drawn from Chastity, and his head was turning to rest his devoid eyes upon Xandrael. He wasn't pleased with the appearance of the Angel, but it never showed, Fraciel's emotions, if he had any, never showed. Not on his face, or in his voice.

"this one is known as Xandrael"

That would have to do in way of an introduction for them. Fraciel had nothing else to say. There had been dealings between the Angel and the Fallen before, but all many years ago, before Fraciel left the grace, and joined the mortals. He liked it here, he could do what he wanted, and what he wanted was nothing, to watch. It struck his mind that he should perhaps inquire as to why Xandrael had been sent, yet, he would not speak another word. yet.

[~Xandrael~]

Xandrael watched them, listening. It wasn't too difficult to listen, one simply had to pick out the unique timbre of their voices out of all the human noise. It was like focusing on a piano surrounded by static.

At the sound of its name, Xandrael bowed its head slightly in their direction, raising its hand in a half-salute. With the introductions already taken care of, Xandrael slowly and carefully closed the distance remaining between them, doing its best not to look threatening.

Stopping a few yards from them, it nodded once to Chastity and once to Fraciel.

"...I trust you are both well." Its voice was gentle, silver-toned, and lacking any kind of hostility or politeness. Its words were rather odd though, as if it had begun in the middle of a sentence.

If they looked suspicious or indifferent to it, Xandrael could not blame them. "Do not worry, I do not...how do they say it?...bite. Nor do I wish to fight. As I am sure you remember, Fraciel."

It tilted its head slightly to the left, sending a wave that rippled its hair. "What brings you here on this fine Earthly day?"