Re: [Capital: Misha & The Revenant]
The Watcher was there, but Misha, being young and real prone to changing his mind, lifted fingers to still him. Now, precedence, it was real important in Misha's world. The Watchers mattered and were important, but Misha was learning he wasn't without standing. Heaven might've managed hiding his identity from him, but that didn't mean those 'round him didn't realize he had a throne to inherit. Unlike the fallen, his Grace was bright as pennies shined daily, and he had a soul (which was a gift only folks had), and he was the son of Satan, and that put him real high up the food chain. He realized it now, though had taken some time, and he really didn't like fussing with Watchers, but he reckoned could be a time for it. He was bound and determined to bring Damian back if the boy fell, and could be this would be a good test, and could be it would make a change in the life of the man in the penthouse.
The Watcher, he stopped. Course he did.
Misha, he was still sat by the woman at the desk, and he was listening to the man's tale. Now, he knew some 'bout the man with the milky eyes, but he still listened. Foot on the edge of the desk, one knee up to his chin now, and Misha looked 'round the room as the dead were listed off like gifts on Christmas lists written by greedy children. "Why would I be afraid of death?" he asked, and he didn't so much as wave a hand or flutter a wing. 'Round them, time stopped. Time stopped for the man, too, and when Misha made time move again, he was sitting just the same as he had been. But the room, it was plenty different.
The Watcher was gone, for starters, after a talking. And the bodies were gone too. The woman. The bodyguard. The boy in the suitcases, which were now opened. Misha, he just hugged his knee like nothing had happened. "You say what you think you accomplish, plucking folks off one by one. Could be the person next door's done a whole lot worse than them. Could be there's someone a whole lot higher up the chain. Could be, could be, could be, but you ain't changing a thing your way." He looked at the man straight on. "David Park, you ain't doing a thing but breaking you more."