NobleSixIsInACave
Keeping it Cheeki, and Keeping it Breeki
Max shook his hand, still feeling a bit unnerved by the demon, but he pushed that aside as he gave an awkward smile. "Max...Max Jäger" He said, introducing himself as his eyes shifted to the shadow, once again looking far more unnerved by it. He assumed that must be part of this demon's abilities, although it was hard to tell what exactly the basis of them was, if any of his mannerisms were even related to each other. He was once again surprised when Alastor suddenly made a microphone like cane appear, and Max got the feeling very quickly that it was going to take some time to get used to this guy, even if he was quite fascinating. "Well I was a soldier back when I was alive, so Charlie figured I'd make a good guard, and I figured I'd much rather work here then for anyone else down here in hell...what do you do exactly, if you don't mind me asking?" Max replied, finding courage as he slowly got acclimated to Alastor, entirely unaware of who he truly was.
Angel let out an exhale, and sat up as his expression went back into its normal state. "Ah, its fine now though, I'm out of that life and into one where I can do whatever I please. No rules or anything." He said, a smile growing on his face. He stayed silent for a moment, finishing his own wine, before he leaned in towards her a bit "Between you and me Mal, I don't understand why anyone would want to go to Heaven. We're free to do whatever we want here, why go up there with a bunch of prude, stuffed shirts just to follow a bunch of rules someone else set for ya?"
Angel let out an exhale, and sat up as his expression went back into its normal state. "Ah, its fine now though, I'm out of that life and into one where I can do whatever I please. No rules or anything." He said, a smile growing on his face. He stayed silent for a moment, finishing his own wine, before he leaned in towards her a bit "Between you and me Mal, I don't understand why anyone would want to go to Heaven. We're free to do whatever we want here, why go up there with a bunch of prude, stuffed shirts just to follow a bunch of rules someone else set for ya?"