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Annie Winchester (anniegirl) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-05-27 19:51:00

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annorah winchester, michael

WHO: Annie and Archangel Michael
WHAT: The Hunter and the Angel.
WHERE: Second Street Deli, New York City.
WARNINGS: Neither Annie nor Michael mince words.

Betty had gotten her to her porch last night, and she didn't remember anything from then until this morning when she'd woken up on the couch. Daddy and Mom were nowhere to be found; the only living things she saw were Vesper and Roxy, curled up on each other in Roxy's bed in the hallway. It was probably good; she was quiet and just still sort of felt like thinking. But to think, she needed good food of a specific kind. For that, she had to go to New York.

She was in line now at Second Street, waiting for her pastrami sandwich and matzoh ball soup. Good thick comfort food.

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quisutdeus
2011-05-28 01:06 am UTC (link)

Mikey was in line too, waiting on a kosher reuben and some of the same soup. The girl in line in front of him was pretty teeny, but she seemed to have good taste in things. But she looked really bummed out and sad, so he figured he'd do a good deed (he tried to do them pretty often, really, it seemed fitting).

"Hey, Sal, lemme pay for hers too, 'kay?" He winked at the guy behind the counter and handed over his debit card. "She seems like she needs some soup, and free soup's even tastier."

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anniegirl
2011-05-28 01:16 am UTC (link)

Annie heard him, and it pissed her off just a little to hear herself described as 'needing soup'. But still, he was trying to be nice, and she was watching the deli guy make her stuff, it wasn't like they were going to dose her and attack her or something. So she'd be polite. "Hey, I appreciate it." He was a big guy, maybe her grandfather's age, or at least the same age as Granddad when she'd seen him last. "I'm not Jewish, but nothing beats matzoh ball soup for comfort."

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	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 01:29 am UTC (link)
	He grinned at her and nodded. "Hey, not everyone's perfect." He smiled his most comforting smile at her. "Just tryin' to help. Doesn't take a mindreader to see you're bummed out about somethin'. You wanna talk about it, me and m'dog will be outside. He'll be the brute stealing my bread and sauerkraut." (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 01:47 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, been a rough week." But Annie blinked - dog? - and looked toward the door. She couldn't restrain a muffled snort of laughter when she saw the tiny black pup with his paws on the door. "Is that yours?" It was friggin' adorable, if it was. It was wearing a sweater! This guy did not seem like the doggie-sweater type. (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 01:53 am UTC (link)
	He grinned and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, Samson adopted me one day while I was walking home. Little guy friggin' stalked me for a week before I caved." He looked down at the dog's wagging tail. "Give Sal a second, yeesh, I'm trying to get some damn pickles!" (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 01:58 am UTC (link)
	Annie laughed. "Does he like pickles? I've got a dog at home who won't eat any kind of human food except meats. Roxy's picky, though." She got her bag of food, smiling a little bashfully when the deli guy refused her money. She turned back to the big guy, offering a hand. "So you know who you helped out; my name's Annie." (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 02:01 am UTC (link)
	"He loves pickles, he's a mutant." He grabbed his own food, following her lead and shaking her hand. "I'm Michael, but call me Mike." He kind of hoped she wouldn't figure things out, and he increased his chances by leading her outside where Samson could distract her with adorable. (Reply to this)

anniegirl
2011-05-28 02:07 am UTC (link)

He did, for a while. Samson barked at her, and Annie giggled, dropping to a knee to let Samson cover her in doggy kisses. "He must be a lady magnet." Annie winked. Hey, she figured, older people still had active sex lives sometimes. "I wish it worked on guys, but straight men don't usually get all doe-eyed over puppies." Hopefully her tone didn't betray her man-frustration too badly.

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	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 02:19 am UTC (link)
	"Ironically, my lady wasn't too thrilled with the idea of a dog, but then she met him." He grinned and set half a pickle in front of the dog, who set to slurping and chewing on it with the determination most dogs reserved for bones. Sitting down in his chair, he unwrapped his sandwich. "So, which one's being an asshole? Boyfriend?" She looked too young to be married. (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 02:28 am UTC (link)
	"First class con artist, if he suckered your wife." Annie laughed at Samson's happy snarf noises, and chuckled faintly when he asked the question. "Which one's being an asshole? Well, the ex-boyfriend didn't do himself any favors. I dunno, not too happy with the new brother-in-law." She shrugged, faintly sardonic smile in place. (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 02:35 am UTC (link)
	"He's a dog, of course he is, and we're not married yet." He smiled down at the dog, shaking his head. "Muppet." After taking a thoughtful bite of his own sandwich, he neatly wiped his mouth. "That sucks ass, kiddo. Y'talk to either of 'em? Well. I'm guessing you talked to the ex." (Reply to this)

anniegirl
2011-05-28 02:39 am UTC (link)

"I always figured cats were the con artists." Annie took her cue and opened the bag, taking a big bite of the pastrami on rye, making a happy noise at the tang of the mustard. "Fuck me, that's good." She didn't know why comfort food was, well, comforting. Just that it was. She shrugged at the last question he asked. "Yeah, I talked to the ex, and I'll talk to the brother in law. Just, my family does some unusual things, and I don't think the ex could handle it. Just leaves me wondering if anybody can deal with what I do. My sister married Maison's dumb ass, and I'm ... single."

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quisutdeus
2011-05-28 02:41 am UTC (link)

"Cats are armed robbers," he chuckled. He smirked at her reaction to the sandwich, figuring anyone who liked kosher mustard that much must be good people. "What business is your family in?" Well, that wasn't fair, he knew the answer, but he didn't want her to know he knew. "I don't think that Dani meant to, and I know she didn't mean to pi - oh, well, fuck." He'd tipped his hand, and immediately he sighed. "I'm blaming this sandwich, by the way."

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	anniegirl 2011-05-28 02:44 am UTC (link)
	Annie stopped, raising an eyebrow. "Who are you." She wasn't immediately scared; he'd had a million chances to hurt her and he hadn't. But it pissed her off, more than a little. "Do you just generally try to go under the radar, or you figure a little girl couldn't handle the truth?" (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 02:51 am UTC (link)
	He leaned back, still nibbling his sandwich. "Both? Only replace 'little girl' with most everyone. And technically, I already told you who I am." He wiped his mouth, then burst out laughing when Samson burped. (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 03:05 am UTC (link)
	It only took Annie a few minutes after she stopped laughing; the little dog had wound up on his butt. "Well, I don't expect archangels to know who I am." She shrugged again. "I mean, yeah, I know what Daddy and Uncle Sam used to do, but they don't do it anymore. They haven't really at all here." (Reply to this)

quisutdeus
2011-05-28 03:07 am UTC (link)

"Your family has a reputation, though." He smiled at Samson, rolling his eyes. "I swear, it's a good thing you're a dog and not a human, you're a little chick magnet." He nibbled to himself in thought, and shrugged. "I try to keep tabs on all the people who were brought here, or yoinked around in time. It's not really my job, but hey, not a lot of Pops telling me to start wars and whatnot here, you know?"

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	anniegirl 2011-05-28 03:19 am UTC (link)
	Annie nodded, taking her sandwich out again, wondering if she'd get bitch-slapped and deciding she didn't care. "Are you the reason why Daddy and Uncle Sam don't have to hunt?" It had always struck her as convenient that Daddy and Uncle Sam had just fallen into a life of leisure. She wondered sometimes who might have had a hand in that. (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 03:22 am UTC (link)
	He raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure I'm part of it, but I doubt I'm all of it. I think there's just too many people here that do what your family does." He took a swig of his soda. "Do you want 'em to?" (Reply to this)

anniegirl
2011-05-28 03:35 am UTC (link)

"No." Annie looked over at him. "But I wonder sometimes. Daddy told me what it used to be like. And I don't trust luck." She sighed. "Sometimes I think I feel it more than Daddy that there's no hunting to be done. Does that make sense?" When you hunted, you didn't have time for significant others. You didn't have to worry about being normal or boring or exciting; you just did the job.

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	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 03:38 am UTC (link)
	"You want your life to be more like theirs?" He squinted, leaning closer to her. "Why? I'm pretty sure their life sucked." He wrinkled his nose and shook his head. He really didn't want for Annie to long for things that weren't worth longing for. (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 03:56 am UTC (link)
	"You can't read minds?" Annie snarked, but only just. "No, I don't know, I just figure when you hunt you don't have the worries I've got. But I guess you have other worries. Probably a lot more dangerous worries." She shifted one leg to rest under her, opening her soup container. Just the smell of the matzoh ball soup was relaxing. (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 04:00 am UTC (link)
	"Exactly." He finished half of his sandwich before starting on his soup as well. "And come on, I'm not stalking you guys, I just know a little bit about what happened." Mostly because he'd been at Lilo and Gabey's wedding. (Reply to this)

	anniegirl 2011-05-28 04:12 am UTC (link)
	"What do you know?" She was curious. "About my parents, about me, Dani, Maison?" (Reply to this)

	quisutdeus 2011-05-28 04:17 am UTC (link)
	"Mostly what I heard about you guys at the reception." He shrugged and sipped his soup. "And from what I know about your dad and uncle by reputation." (Reply to this)

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