Re: [misha & jude: the capital]
[Misha never felt old. Could be that was all to do with spending a decade with beings thousands of years old, and he always felt young. For the past 10 years of his life, he'd been the only person 'round with a birthday, and that had a tendency to make one feel real young. Too, that decade wasn't real meaningful as far as emotional and social growth went, and could be the blond was a whole lot younger than his lanky form let on.] I want to choose, same as anyone. [Misha, he wasn't same as anyone, but that was where the problem lived. He didn't know a lick 'bout how things were where the dead went, on account of they went somewhere that wasn't his purview. He'd seen, but he hadn't experienced any, and that was just during his schooling.]
I reckon that's a fine deal. Anyway, folks in town ain't bad to talk to. I don't reckon your vampire friend's likely to go telling folks you're mad as birds.
[Misha, he didn't know more than needed 'bout anything that wasn't human. They weren't meant to be his charges, so he wasn't real schooled 'bout them. Though, recent, some of the folks he felt that golden tether to, they weren't human any at all. But if malakhim were all 'bout balance, then he reckoned it made sense to take note of non-human folks in Repose. But, it was all convoluted thinking some for the boy that was having trouble with the day-to-day, and he lifted narrow shoulders in that pink henley.] I ain't sure 'bout fairies, other than them existing in a whole lot of forms, so you're taking your chances there.
Dinner. [Misha's fingers were long, and his handshake was cool and firmer than could be was expected for someone as waifish as he was.] I know we ain't really been friends, not outside of Oliver, but but would be real fine if we could get to know each other outside of him. [That, for Misha, was akin to admitting he was having trouble seeing life from Jude's looking, but that he did want to try. He stepped back, and he pointed South.] There's real pretty folks that way. I mean, they don't look pretty, but they got interesting things to say if you'll listen.
[That was a parting gift, and it was the reason Misha had chose this part of town for staying with Damian, however impermanent. The folks in the park, where he was pointing, a whole bunch of them were homeless, but there were itinerant philosophers throughout. It was folks who fed squirrels and shared newspapers with each other, and Misha reckoned stealing something to eat here or there wasn't any real crime for folks that didn't have any.] Thanks for coming out, Jude.