"...Well, this is getting awkward. He's not saying anything, should I?"
"You're not much of a Dominion. you're dressing more like a seraphim, with the eye and all.
Dominions are more like. Some random guy with wings."
"..."
"It's a stupid outfit anyway. it's unsettling and with a weird color palette.
Also, it looks uncomfortable. And a hassle to put on. Or to move. And its ugly."
"..."
Nothing happens.
"Uh, aside from that. Do you know how to get down from here?"
He jumps out.
After a while, you see him on the street with the motorcycle
"That wasn't funny. That was mean and criminal"
"... I should've asked if he's into men"
"No, that's silly"
"... How do I get down"
"I stayed for a few more cases but stayed on the sidelines. I can't believe you recognized me!"
"...Yep, I sure did.
Although I must admit, at first, I thought you were some random pothead who somehow got into the roof with me"
"How could you possibly believe that"
"You appeared out of nowhere and started saying stuff about angel lore! And how much you hate my outfit!"
"And I was right for that"
"How about this, I'll change it next time I go robbing"
"Yes please, that would be such an improveme- Wait no! Dont steal!"
"Hahaha, then I'll keep my outfit. What was it that you said? That it scary or something?"
"Ugh, dont remind me"
"I will remind you! Because you remember!"
"You remember me"
For a man who just got caught as a criminal, he seems happy.
It's... infectious.
"Yeah, of course"
"He has a nice smile.
I'd like to see it more often."
"Wait. Hold that train of thought. Put it back in the station.
This man is a criminal! This is not some cute guy encounter. This is business!
He has designer clothes born from criminal activities! And pretty soft hair from stolen shampoo! And strong arms that could lift a person my height and weight in bridal style with ease and a smile and maybe even a k-
The train! Goes! Back to the station!"
"Wait, this is a famous people party for a museum, could it be...?"
"Are you here to look for your next target??"
"Not really, but that does give me ideas"
"Ah. Fuck"
"Maybe I could move on from gems. There are some pretty things around here that I'd like to keep all to myself"
"Consider this: Don't "
He stands up and gets close to the door
"What will you do then? Will you follow my every step? Make sure I'm staying in line and prepare to foil any future plan?"
"Do you think you're capable of that?"
Beebo stands up
"I'm a professional.
And you wouldn't be hard to catch, I already did once"
"Consider yourself under my tight scrutiny"
"If you say so"
He smiles, seemingly satisfied?
"Call me Ángel, its my actual name. I'll give you my last name when I find something nice to get"
"... You were not very original when naming your criminal-sona huh?"
"Haha, guess I'm not"
He holds out... a hand?
Is this an intimidation tactic?
