The radio demon's Angel.

Chapter 54: The two angel's

10 days........until..........

                               It was nearing midnight and everyone in the agency had gone home for the night...All aspect two people, or rather one human and one being. The hallways where dark and the cells where cold, neither had bothered the angel as he sat in the plexiglass cell with his arms pulled to his chest, his chin resting on his knees as those avocado eyes focused on the floor.

The echoing of footsteps was what had brought him to glance up through the plexiglass. His eyes focused on the silhouette walking towards the cell, unable to see them until they got close enough. The angel's eyes glanced up the blonde, mascara purposely streaked down his face and black eye shadow around his eyes.

It was strange, this human...they appeared feminine but also fierce with the make up especially in this darkness. He watched as the human knelt down infront of the cell, and he noticed they had a paper bag.

Daniel looked to the human with the same emotionless expression from before. As he spoke the mono-tone voice carried with his words. "Why are you here? I expected you to leave with the rest of your group."

Angel scoffed at the term, 'group.' It was obvious this guy didn't know what the mafia was let alone an agency. Angel reached into the bag, pulling out a brown paper cup with a lid on it. It was hot to the touch. He opened the latch on the bottom of the door used to slip food or drinks to prisoners and slipped the cup through before closing it.

Daniel only eyed the drink, not touching it before looking back to the human on the other side of the plexyglass wall between them.

Angel sat down crossing his legs as he pulled out the other cup in the bag and took the lid off, taking a sip. "That' ain't ya' damn business." He said, answering the others question with a bit of a bark to his tone. It had been some time since he had stayed so late at the agency and to sit in the dark like this again it was.....oddly comforting. The truth was he hadn't come here just to sit and drink coffee next to the angel, but rather...to test something out.

So far, there was nothing there. No pure feeling or....feeling at all. He couldn't sense anything at all....nor sense in general. It was...strange.

He noticed the strange way the angel seemed to look at the cup and Angel couldn't help but smirk. "It's coffee dumb ass. Be grateful."

"I am not alive...so I don't need to eat or drink." Daniel explained, emptily. Now that things where more calmed down Angel realized just how analytical the other was. They seemed similar to Alastor but just....more of a robot. It was like they had no emotion, except for those rare times that their emotion seemed to slip through.

Angel couldn't help but wonder, if that's how this man had been during life. According to Alastor and Rose this man was very childish and immature so..it was odd to see them being so....empty and...mature?

Angel hadn't completely wanted to think mature as their earlier behavior at the warehouse was something he could compare to a child getting upset because someone took something from them. In that way he could see their immaturity.