Jason would look towards Everleigh as the twins left. "<b>I swear, I think I saw what you meant- Those two are like freaking echoes of each-other. I was half tempted to shoot them myself, but that would violate our contract." </b>Jason said. Just as he benefited much from the contract, Everleigh did as well- That meant she had access to his bank account. Given that Everleigh couldn't really use the funds of heaven for a mission like this, it meant that she had a source of revenue that didn't require constantly asking her father for money. When she returned home, she'd have more stuff AND power than many angels of her age and class. It was honestly interesting to see, but Jason seemed to let her have her fun- He actually seemed to enjoy seeing her genuinely happy for her promotion.<br/><br/>He was an odd one, for sure.<br/><br/>He was wearing rather<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fstatic.zerochan.net%2FOokurikara.full.1848404.jpg&amp;hash=21e6b6a340b5c3d02bbe2d76b06b2f88" href="https://static.zerochan.net/Ookurikara.full.1848404.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">casual clothes</a>himself. The Bar, No Judgement, was like a second home to him. Spina had been helping him find work and search the city ever since he came here a year ago. She was honestly better company than most, though she seemed to always keep everyone at arm's length. Despite that, she had stepped in to save his ass on over a dozen occasions. Why? He didn't know. If you asked him, it was almost as if she felt bad for what happened to him, but that couldn't have been right. Jason would shake these thoughts from his head as he heard Everleigh cuss, before snarking. "<b>Aren't Angel's not supposed to curse?" </b>He said, before seeing her expression, and reaching over to pat her shoulder. "<b>Hey, no-one said this would be easy, but your bosses and mentor wouldn't have given you this mission if they didn't think you could handle it, right?" <br/>
</b><br/>Jason may not be the best at comforting, but he was at least giving it a go.<br/><br/>As the Ella, Anna, and Arthur enjoyed their first time being on earth outside of Vatican City, They'd see Spina approach them. Jason would look up. "<b>Sup, Spina?"<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"><b>"Know you're all likely exhausted from yesterday, so drinks are on the house for tonight. Though I will say- "</b>She pointed a pencil towards Arthur. "<b>He doesn't stop bothering my employee's, I might have to kill him."</b></span><br/><br/>"<b>That is Everleigh's subordinate, I have no say over whatever he does."<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"><b>"Just figured I'd inform you, only polite." </b>She said, placing their drinks down. <b>"Also, one of my Uncle's wish to see you- They're in the Falling Skies VIP section. Bouncer knows I sent ya there." </b>Spina said, flipping her hair back and walking back to the Bar.</span><br/><br/>Jason would look over towards Everleigh confused. "<b>The hell does her Uncle want with you?" </b>He asked. Once they got up (and the trio followed behind), they made their way over to the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdnb.artstation.com%2Fp%2Fassets%2Fimages%2Fimages%2F008%2F792%2F953%2Flarge%2Falex-medvediev-cyberpunk-bar-01.jpg%3F1515352119&amp;hash=62999c666bf5ba97fb87777dd83054cd" href="https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/008/792/953/large/alex-medvediev-cyberpunk-bar-01.jpg?1515352119" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Falling Skies</a>section. It was already clear where the name came from- The Dancers, The Patron's, the Bartender? They were all Fallen. Some were clearly old, others were young, and a few faces were familiar.<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fmoziru.com%2Fimages%2Fdark-angel-clipart-dark-hair-4.jpg&amp;hash=c6c531875ed179afd013b302915fa492" href="http://moziru.com/images/dark-angel-clipart-dark-hair-4.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">One</a>would look towards Arthur with a cigarette stick in her hand and toss him a wink as they watched the males and females of their kind dancing. Jason would rub the back of his head. "<b>Is it sad to say I don't feel any less comfortable in a room full of people that can kill me in one shot, even though they are all technically <i>'fallen from grace</i>'?" </b>He asked Everleigh.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">They'd continue until they were met with a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fstatic.diary.ru%2Fuserdir%2F1%2F8%2F2%2F9%2F1829278%2F63587547.jpg&amp;hash=ce93dc65ab7d0d97f5092a0c22071788" href="http://static.diary.ru/userdir/1/8/2/9/1829278/63587547.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> Fallen Guard</a>. "<b>This way, whelps." </b>He said as they arrived towards a raised corner, where they saw two differently dressed men- One was in an all black get-up and looked like he was just waiting impatiently for something. The other was standing next to him, posture rigid, and he seemed to keep a hand on his weapon at all times, which was a strange pistol. "<b>My Lords. They're here."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">The giddy looking young man would look up as his eyes would sparkle as he saw Everleigh. He would then wave his hand. "<b>That will be call Nanker, I will handle it from her." </b>He said, as the Guard would bow, before stepping away. He'd push past Arthur and the twins, before walking straight up towards Everleigh and he.....was a Tall mother fucker. "<b>By the most holy, it <i>is</i> you......look at you! The Hair, the eyes......man, Raph really knocked this one out of the ball park. Af, do you see this?" </b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><b>"You know we're violating Gadreel's direct order NOT to interfere?" </b>Af said, looking honestly concerned. "<b>They're with Heaven, we could get into serious trouble if we're caught talking to them."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><b>"Oh don't pretend you don't see your niece in here, Af!" </b>The man said, childishly.</span><br/><br/>Jason would raise an eyebrow. "<b>Niece? You have family that are Fallen?" <br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">The man would just put up a look of mock hurt. "<b>I am seriously offended! I sent you handmade toys and games, along with a few personal weapons, for your birthday and christmas for years!.....Though I can't really be surprised you don't remember me- You were about up to my knee when I last saw you. "</b>He said, demonstrating with his hand. "<b>You were just- oh my god, you were so adorable! I think I still have baby pictures!"</b></span><br/><br/>Jason would just start chuckling. "<b>While I am interested in this, how do you-"<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><b>"Wait....." </b>The man would look towards the sword Everleigh had, before holding up his hand and taking the blade. "<b>May I?" </b>He asked, before he would extend the blade. He then gave.....a nostalgic smile towards it, before twirling it. "<b>I forged this for your father years ago......I never thought I'd see <i>Rune Carver </i>again. It's name is written in Angel script on the hilt, Penemue added that touch...."</b> He said. He would hold it up to the Light. "<b>Meant to act as a combination of a staff and blade- Perfect for Blood Magic, if you have the understanding of it. Saw him cleave the head off a behemoth in one swoop during the Great War- Kept it in good condition.....Glad to see he cared enough. " </b>He said, almost mournfully, before closing the blade back into it's place.<br/>
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Wait, He said that HE forged the weapon. That meant....!<br/>
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<b>"Oh right, I still haven't introduced myself to you again." </b>He said, handing the blade back. He would then sit down and clap his hands as chairs would materialize out of THIN FUCKING AIR for them to sit on. "<b>Like I said, Me and Af here are your Uncles.....I had a lot of names back before I got kicked out of Heaven, but my most well known was <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fdata.whicdn.com%2Fimages%2F113534667%2Foriginal.jpg&amp;hash=1f64a1834f7bbf06e2977315a304b711" href="https://data.whicdn.com/images/113534667/original.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Azazel, Angel of Sacrifice</a>." </b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><b>"One of these days, Brother, your carefree nature is going to get you killed. " </b>The male said, before looking towards Everleigh. "<b>If introductions are to be done...I guess I am your uncle as well- I am <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fdata.whicdn.com%2Fimages%2F75151945%2Flarge.jpg&amp;hash=c40a95f516c3e11b3f3adf6f03ca5dde" href="https://data.whicdn.com/images/75151945/large.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Af, Angel of Anger.</a>" </b>He said, before pointing towards Azazel. "<b>I am here to keep this crazy motherfucker alive alive."</b></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"<b>I am not crazy- differently sane.</b>" He said, as if that made a difference. He would then look towards them. "<b>I am technically a patron here, as well as an investor, and I am the representative for the Grigori. Af here is a constable- makings sure the other Fallen, New and Old, Follow the High Chancellor's laws. I know this is a lot to take in, but....It is so good to see you again, Evie." </b>He said, honesty on his face.</span><br/><br/>Jason would just look towards Everleigh. He knew this was probably mind blowing, but he had one important question to ask.<br/><br/>"<b>....Evie? Your nickname was Evie?"<br/>
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