[ The man he approaches doesn't appear particularly interested in conversing with him, as he flips through a magazine, making critical noises here and there at the trash that passes for reading nowadays. He's dressed in a fine black business suit, with a dark red tie that would match his eyes, were they not skillfully hidden behind a tinted pair of reading glasses, which turns them to a darker brown instead. True to form, he also sports a pair of black gloves that look as though they were just purchased (maybe a few decades ago). The silver chain of a pocket watch also peeks out of the corner of his suit pocket.
To a human, he would hardly seem out of the ordinary. But to someone like Barakiel, there might be a sense of more than meets the eye. Especially the slight scent of fresh fire about him, a muted version of what one would find around a fireplace. ]
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[ The man he approaches doesn't appear particularly interested in conversing with him, as he flips through a magazine, making critical noises here and there at the trash that passes for reading nowadays. He's dressed in a fine black business suit, with a dark red tie that would match his eyes, were they not skillfully hidden behind a tinted pair of reading glasses, which turns them to a darker brown instead. True to form, he also sports a pair of black gloves that look as though they were just purchased (maybe a few decades ago). The silver chain of a pocket watch also peeks out of the corner of his suit pocket.
To a human, he would hardly seem out of the ordinary. But to someone like Barakiel, there might be a sense of more than meets the eye. Especially the slight scent of fresh fire about him, a muted version of what one would find around a fireplace. ]