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Who: Ilde Decima & Castiel
What: Catching up for coffee.
Where: Queequeg's.
When: Misdi (Tuesday) afternoon.
Warnings: None as yet.

Ilde doesn't make a particular habit of being in Mog Hill - she lives on the other side of town, for one thing - but there are a few things there that she's fond of or that have caught her interest in her explorations, and so when she and Cas make arrangements to make good on the suggested coffee, she suggests Queequeg's. (If she lingers near the Mog Hill temple as she makes her way there...she's not going in, yet, she needs to talk to Sonja about it before she does anything stupid.)

She's got work lined up, but renovation delays mean they don't need her yet; most of her time, at the moment, is taken up in getting to better know the city, the riverways, and looking for part-time employment to tide her over. Maybe she'll offer music lessons, there's enough of a solid citizenry that someone's got to be interested - piano lessons for spoiled pre-teens in Gidd, who knows. It boils down to Mog Hill not actually being too far out of her way, not when 'wanderlust' is the way in which she most takes after her father and an inability to travel has her mapping Baedal out more thoroughly than strictly need be.

(She never thought she much cared about wandering, until she realized she'd just been taking it for granted.)

At Queequeg's about ten minutes early, she'll be sat out on the deck with a coffee when Cas arrives, her legs crossed at the ankle (wedge heels still don't much improve her height, when she spends as much of her time around people upwards of what she thinks of as 'unnecessarily tall'). Socializing is still a little surreal, and a part of her doesn't see the point in bothering (they're going to leave-), but it's nice to assure herself that she can. If she wants to, she can.
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Who: Mina and Castiel
What: Either a date or an exercise in poor decision-making
Where: A pub
When: The end of monster week (back-dated)
Notes: None
Warnings: None yet


Mina made it a point to arrive at the pub earlier, after doing a cursory job of tidying up a bit. She had managed to wash most of the blood off of her, but she was hardly as put-together as she usually liked. The sleeves of her purple button-down were rolled up, her collar unbuttoned, her tie untied. Normally, she liked to be meticulous with her appearance (perhaps due to so many years of having to hide certain parts of her body) but the onslaught outside had set Mina's priorities, if nothing else. Quite frankly, she hated the idea of leaving her first aid station, but she had to feed and meeting with Castiel gave her a reasonable alibi. Fortunately, she had found a few volunteers to mind the shop.

After quickly scanning the room, and making sure that she had arrived first, Mina sidled up to the bar, ordering herself a drink. She took whatever it was that passed for blood around here, having it mixed with copious amounts of alcohol to mask the smell and the texture. She'd call it a 'Bloody Mary' or something. Extra virgin. Although that would apparently offend the Hellsing people.

Taking a sip, she sat down, resting her elbows on the bar, watching the door. What new surprises lay in store tonight, she wondered. Castiel clearly had some kind of agenda. No man ever called her beautiful without having some kind of agenda. Furthermore, she wondered what he was. If he came from 2014, or whatever, and remembered the 20's, he was something other than Human. But what? He hadn't recognized her subtle hint about the Mekhet, so clearly not a Kindred.

If nothing else, it would be interesting...

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