I blinked at the Obi-Wan Kenobi impression. Looks not withstanding, this was definitely not Tabris. Ol' Number Seventeen would've said something about the music. However, my "Angel Radar" was pinging like crazy, and not just because Lilith was nearby. Plus, his confusion at my appearance indicated . . .
I groaned and facepalmed. I lowered my hand and took a nonthreatening stance. 'No way. It couldn't be.' I took a deep breath and "looked" at him. He'd pulled his AT Field into a compact defensive mode that was rather efficient considering that the power level was muted enough that the MAGI weren't blaring their warning klaxons. Instead of a flat hexagonal plane, he had formed it into a . . . fist?
I returned to normal vision and took another look at the Angel. His hair was relatively close-cropped and he seemed to be avoiding the bishonen look that was inherent in his form. By this point, he seemed to be getting impatient.
I nervously brushed some of my hair back from my eyes and smiled sheepishly as I adjusted my baseball jersey. "Um, does the date September Eleventh mean anything to you?"
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll
I groaned and facepalmed. I lowered my hand and took a nonthreatening stance. 'No way. It couldn't be.' I took a deep breath and "looked" at him. He'd pulled his AT Field into a compact defensive mode that was rather efficient considering that the power level was muted enough that the MAGI weren't blaring their warning klaxons. Instead of a flat hexagonal plane, he had formed it into a . . . fist?
I returned to normal vision and took another look at the Angel. His hair was relatively close-cropped and he seemed to be avoiding the bishonen look that was inherent in his form. By this point, he seemed to be getting impatient.
I nervously brushed some of my hair back from my eyes and smiled sheepishly as I adjusted my baseball jersey. "Um, does the date September Eleventh mean anything to you?"
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll