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Gabriel was staring to have second thoughts about that plan that Karal had managed to talk him into. He tried to make that feeling go away by eating donuts.

The Cat watched.

[The church is open]

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir walked right up to Gabriel today.

"I don't suppose you eat anything other than donuts and sweets, do you?"

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel looked up. "And that's any of your business?" he said, sounding almost amused.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He reached into his bag and pulled out a paper-wrapped bundle: chicken with a sauce, wrapped in a pita (http://www.tigersandstrawberries.com/2008/02/07/a-persian-classic-koresh-e-fesenjan-done-my-way/).

"I brought you lunch if you did. I'll feed the meat to the cat if you don't, though there's a pack of tuna for him otherwise."

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel snatched the sandwich out of his hand. "The Cat can have the fish," he said. "You got caught by the angel statues?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

[ooc: had to get to work]

He smirked. He was familiar enough with this kind of master, snatching and grasping and direct.

It was almost comforting.

"No. I went on one of the teams that left to find information. Why?"

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

"There was a lack of food." And he had had a cold and been miserable. Gabriel took a bite of the sandwich.

[No worries, I'm Sping from work]

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep you in mind next time."

It might be mentioned that he wasn't being sarcastic.

He didn't say anything further, choosing instead to pull out the bag of tuna and open it for the cat.

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Which was probably a good thing as Gabriel didn't always get irony.

Cat trotted up to Liir, taking an interest in the bag.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

The tuna was poured onto a sheet of paper; he didn't waste the effort of a bowl for the cat.

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

The Cat didn't care about bowls. She dived at the tuna and started to gobble it up noisily, while purring loudly.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He smiled, nodded briefly at Gabriel, and put down a small packet with a few cookies (http://www.tigersandstrawberries.com/2005/06/20/whispered-secrets-of-a-kitchen-tantrika/) for Gabriel.

Then he moved to head to one of the pews for a bit of Thought.

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel paid more attention to the cookies than to Liir, and Cat paid more attention to the tuna.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Which was really just fine with Liir. Optimal, in fact.