impudentsongbird: (i can fly)
Gabriel ([personal profile] impudentsongbird) wrote 2013-03-21 12:01 am (UTC)

Gabe lifted his head to look up at Skulduggery as if to answer the exasperation, resting his head against the detective's knee with perfectly loving doggy-innocent eyes.

With a delighted bark Rafe went pelted down the aisle, leaping effortlessly up to try and snatch the flame-circle out of the air. His jaws clicked shut on nothing, but that didn't stop the Archangel from landing, pivoting, and racing back as if he had, tail whipping the air as he waited for another.

If Solomon tilted his head he could see the shape of the dog form around Raphael as he moved, but it flickered and rippled, not looking real at all. Just one more thing he couldn't see. He said nothing, but a moment later Gabe looked over at him instead. He wasn't quite sure if that was better, and looked away almost immediately toward Merlin.

"Since most everyone's too busy canoodling or playing the fool, let me introduce you," the old sorcerer was saying, standing out of the way of Paddy's sight. "The faery-prince tossing fire-balls is Erskine Ravel, one of Skulduggery and Ghastly's old comrades. He just became Elder. And this is Barney Lachlan, whom we met at the carnival this afternoon with his daughter."

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