// Sorry guys. I'm putting Micah back on Hiatus.

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@sonofmiracles
// Sorry guys. I'm putting Micah back on Hiatus.
“You have to get up one day.” She put the broom aside, leaning against the doorframe of his living room. “You cannot just…lay around here for all eternity. “
"I never said I wasn't going to get up at some point. Just not at the moment." He grumbled, his eyes closing before grabbing the blanket and pulling it over his head.
"It's just been one of those days... week? Has it been a week? Oops. Well. I'm still not getting up."
Send me anons as my kid.
BONUS POINTS IF YOU NAME THE OTHER PARENT.
"You’re not a God are you? I’ve never believed in them, and doing so now would be bad time to start. Then again, you seem relatively nice, and that’s not a quality I would have expected from a ‘higher being’. I don’t think I’m going to get this…you might as well tell me."
"No, sadly, that's not right. But much closer. Though, I don't blame you. Sometimes I question if any of it is true or if it' something the first angels made up to keep power. I'm a second generation angel. An angel created by an angel. Though, I suppose I could be considered a rouge one by now."
OOC - UGH. Sorry guys. Things have been weird and busy. But I should be getting around to be on more soon. Not sure if it'll be today, mostly because my head has it's own freaking pulse and is throbbing really bad. Fibromyalgia sucks when the weather is really sucky and rainy/snowy. Which is basically the season for that since October.
"You look like someone shooted your panda bear."He said."What’s wrong Micah ?."
"My what...? No... It's not..."
"I just can't reach some of the bandages I need to change. Or at least check them. I'm not healing as fast as I should in some places. And I can't check to see if they're alright or not."
"I think I could use some help."
Welcome Home
"I thought you were one of those vandals…" She kneeled down in front of him, not even daring to touch him. Judging by the shape he was in, she was pretty sure that he’d break under her touch like a porcelain doll. But - He was alive. Mostly. "I’m just so glad you are alive…I’m just so glad you are okay…." And with that,she went into random rambles of relief. “I am sorry, I didn’t know everything was such a mess until I came back 2 weeks ago…and everything was already…like this. I cleaned up a little, but I didn’t get very far…BUT! I managed to tidy up your apartment some. Got you a new lock, so there are no further…well. It could be worse. I -“ She topped, breathing for once instead of talking. "Okay. I’m not going to call a doctor, because I know you well enough that you’d either run or stab me if I did so. You still look like shit. You need…sleep and all. A bath. How about we get you upstairs, you take a bath and.. I make you some tea." she paused. "I could kiss you, you know that? I thought you were dead or something. I’m so glad you are alive…."
Vandals? There had been people breaking in? Well, he supposed he shouldn't be overly surprised by this fact. There wasn't exactly anything keeping them from coming inside. But Micah's mind didn't stay there, not when Hettie went on talking. He listened to her story and didn't interrupt. It was almost nice just to know what had been happening when he had been forcibly away.
"Thank you, for all of that. You truly didn't have to..." His voice was soft, almost a whisper at this point. He flinched at the mention of a doctor however. He couldn't help it. He slowly moved to pull up the sleeves and showed her his already bandaged hands. If he kept pulling them up, she would see even more to go along with them. And a medical bracelet still attached to his wrist. "I've already seen one. Which is part of the problem of not looking so... there. And it's all a nice offer, but I'll only take you up on part of it. Right now, I really don't feel like being alone anymore. Too much of that in the last few weeks..." Slowly, Micah pushed himself up, though his limbs didn't want to work or bend, but somehow, he managed to get to his feet. He stood there for a moment, to make sure he fully had some balance before he moved to the stairs.
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sonofmiracles
He felt his Grace resonate through his very being as if welcoming the stranger approaching him. No wait- Perhaps the stranger wasn’t a stranger after all. Perhaps he was-….
“Micah.” Everyone had thought him dead, but Leon knew. Oh, Leon knew. He hadn’t felt the other’s death, just his absence. “…-Oh, where have you been? I have been worried sick about you." His motherly instincts kick in and he cautiously slides closer before pulling his brother into a hug. "I trust that you are fairing well? Are you alright? Why come to me now? Is something wrong?"
Micah wasn't overly sure of all of this. Interacting with any other angel at this point left him a bit unsure and uneasy. He didn't know where most of them stood. But this one, he remembered. What had he heard he was going by now? Leon. He remembered the goodness in Leon. So when the other spoke his name, and spoke of being worried of him, Micah could only manage to stand still and a bit stiffly and allow the other to hug him.
"I'm... I'm sorry I worried you. I've been fine, for the most part. Expect for a few not so fine ones. But I've been managing them." How much did he dare say? Or really, how much did Leon know? "It does get lonely, though. So I finally decided to look into the claims I'd heard to see if you were truly here. And it seems it was reliable."
sonofmiracles chased you down
Well, it doesn’t matter. If both ways work to find the Winchesters, then we can do whichever one that would be better for you. *Castiel said, smiling softly at the other.*
Micah paused, chewing on the inside of his cheek ever so slightly. "Do you know where they are? Or their numbers? Just for a place to start with."
"No need to apologise, I can see where you are coming from. Insulting? I am sorry, I’ve seen Werewolves in all sorts of forms, it was simply a guess. Oh good, I’m close. Hmmmm. You can’t be a vampire…you don’t look pale enough. Any clues?"
"No, not a vampire. But at least you know what to look for. Clues? Well, I suppose we've existed before any of those other creatures, before the humans as well. Though, that might be a little obvious."
sonofmiracles chased you down
Thank you. I would be very grateful if you would do that for me. I wish I could do it myself so I wouldn’t have to bring you into this whole thing, but I’m kind of desperate.
"Please understand, but it might take time. I don't use what grace I do still have unless I have to. And nowhere close to where I'm staying. So. There are a few options. I can use it, but I need to go off somewhere else. Or, we use the human way of finding people."
OOC -
I've basically just chosen to make one of the werewolves and will see where it goes. So replies will be a bit slow. I'm attempting to get things together to make it. I feel too snarky to be playing Micah right now. He's like the opposite of snarky.
"I can’t complain, but it does take the fun out of the ‘big reveal’, when you already know I’m not human. I’d be lying if I said I never judge, but everyone has their moments. Although, you don’t seem alien to me…wait let me guess…you’re a werewolf? I mean, I could find out, but it’s not as entertaining…"
"Sorry to take that from you. But you learn a few things when you're trying to blend in with humans most of your time. Even if it hasn't exactly done much to help me blend in any... And no... That's a little insulting. But I suppose you're at least getting somewhat close."
"That’s a start. It’s always handy knowing beforehand, but with emergency landing’s it’s a bit tric- Oh. Sorry, I tend to get ahead of myself. You’ve heard of spaceships and time travel haven’t you? Well…I own one, sort of. Look, I’m not completely insane, I have proof.”
"Trust me, I'm the one person who isn't calling you that. I have zero right to say that about anyone. But yes, I've heard of it. I also know you aren't human. But again, I have no right to judge seeing as I'm not either. So, we're both on even ground at this point."