Post by jordan2 on Jan 2, 2010 3:54:14 GMT -5
"As much as it would if I tore off one of your arms" Jordan said, answering the mans question. Jordan had mistaken Jericho's question, in which he asked if severing 'them' would hurt. Jordan assumed he meant his wings, since he seemed generally interested in them to begin with. When in all reality, Jericho had made a joke concerning his chains, one that Jordan obviously did not pick up on. When he asked what Jordan was set him back a bit. His race was extraordinary, and not knowing what they were was a rarity. Or at least, from where he hailed from. Jordan had forgotten his change of scenery, as he was reminded of this creatures unfamiliar race. He sighed, not used to answering a question like this. "I am what is known as an Angel" he said, not feeling like he needed to elaborate even more. He noticed the man, or thing, was getting comfortable, almost as if he was enjoying a story. This made Jordan realize that he was giving out most of the information, where he had originally been trying to gain it. He sighed, looking down one of the alleyways before his darkened hazel eyes set on his new acquaintance.
He realized that the information he could get out of some type of storage media would be far greater than what he could from Jericho. Even so, he was an interesting creature. Jordan didn't want to admit it, but he was already starting to enjoy his company. Unusual for him, as he tends to find the worst in people and avoid them. Not Jericho, however; something seemed different about him, so Jordan aimed to keep him around for as long as possible. "Would you happen to know a place that holds a surplus of information?" Jordan asked, planning on killing to birds with one stone. With any luck, not only would this man know something similar to his request, but would accompany him to it.
He realized that the information he could get out of some type of storage media would be far greater than what he could from Jericho. Even so, he was an interesting creature. Jordan didn't want to admit it, but he was already starting to enjoy his company. Unusual for him, as he tends to find the worst in people and avoid them. Not Jericho, however; something seemed different about him, so Jordan aimed to keep him around for as long as possible. "Would you happen to know a place that holds a surplus of information?" Jordan asked, planning on killing to birds with one stone. With any luck, not only would this man know something similar to his request, but would accompany him to it.