Tapfic
Sleeping
The building was clean. Official. Stuffy, but only so far as impressions of the staff made it. The AAC was plenty wealthy enough to aford all the airconditioning and circulation any fragile human body could desire.
Unless this fragile human body was naturally suseptable to cold. Then it was a bit chilly.
Gin shivered as he sat, sifting through a short stack of accepted applications. Switching every now and again to flip through the plain black book that rested next to him. Book, paper, then book again.
Yeah. Okay. This could work.
Maybe even take a problem or two off his plate if he played his cards correctly.
Which he probably wouldn't admittedly. Never did have a great poker face.
" Button your coat Danelle," an AAC office worker called as he passed, stack of some unidentified papers in hand.
" And deny you the view?" Came the monotonous reply. A distinct lack of any sort of body shape other than a loose red button up able to be seen beneath the improperly worn uniform.
" Would never dream of it."
The new hires were scheduled to arrive soon- then when they all collected all he had to do was tuck in a little stray demon and he would have his weekend.
Hallelujah.
The midday sun hung high above the bleach white building. A beautiful piece of architecture- more closely resembling a modern victorian castle than the office it had been purposed for.
Equal parts official and mystical. The Arch Angel Company stood like a pearly protector in the urban streets- sticking out; but not in a way that felt gaudy. Only the most elegant building among drab gray buisnesses. The undeniable prom queen of the urban highschool.
The summer sun reflected a bit harshly off of the surface, but hey. It the danger of blinding had been ruled minimal; and so it stood.
A castle of violent protection, in the center of the city.
Unless this fragile human body was naturally suseptable to cold. Then it was a bit chilly.
Gin shivered as he sat, sifting through a short stack of accepted applications. Switching every now and again to flip through the plain black book that rested next to him. Book, paper, then book again.
Yeah. Okay. This could work.
Maybe even take a problem or two off his plate if he played his cards correctly.
Which he probably wouldn't admittedly. Never did have a great poker face.
" Button your coat Danelle," an AAC office worker called as he passed, stack of some unidentified papers in hand.
" And deny you the view?" Came the monotonous reply. A distinct lack of any sort of body shape other than a loose red button up able to be seen beneath the improperly worn uniform.
" Would never dream of it."
The new hires were scheduled to arrive soon- then when they all collected all he had to do was tuck in a little stray demon and he would have his weekend.
Hallelujah.
The midday sun hung high above the bleach white building. A beautiful piece of architecture- more closely resembling a modern victorian castle than the office it had been purposed for.
Equal parts official and mystical. The Arch Angel Company stood like a pearly protector in the urban streets- sticking out; but not in a way that felt gaudy. Only the most elegant building among drab gray buisnesses. The undeniable prom queen of the urban highschool.
The summer sun reflected a bit harshly off of the surface, but hey. It the danger of blinding had been ruled minimal; and so it stood.
A castle of violent protection, in the center of the city.
