Adam Milligan (
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[If you're travelling between the second and tenth floors of the mansion, you might find a great big lumbering mastiff has taken over the staircase today, ready to knock you over if you're not careful. Cooper enthusiastically thunders up and down the stairs with a frog toy clutched in his mouth, following his owner around, who's busy carrying armloads of stuff downstairs. It's an exciting day! Things are happening! Stuff is being moved!
His owner is Adam, and Adam is moving boxes, lots and lots of boxes. Unofficially, it's moving day. Goodbye, tenth floor. It's been real.
Adam leaves behind the furniture in his room, but otherwise everything else he wants to take ends up in packing boxes that he pulls from the closet. He hadn't announced he was changing rooms, or even really planned on it, but it's a long time in coming, something he should have done the moment he found out Michael had a room nearby. Locking himself up like Rapunzel in her tower had done him good for a while, but not anymore.]
Are you excited? This is a lot closer to the front door, isn't it?
[When he brings down Cooper's dog bed and sets it the middle of the floor, Cooper jumps on it, wagging his tail. Then he barks. Must be a "yes."
Slowly, the rest of the floor starts to fill with unopened boxes. He'd changed the room to make it look like an exact duplicate of his old one, and the sound of classic rock drifts past the door as he props it open with a chair to keep working. Cooper helps the move along by chasing the odd item down the stairs, like a soccer ball or his favorite frisbee, getting in the way as much as he possibly can, reminding Adam that he's not the only one who needs a change.
It's not so much a birthday present to himself as a marker. A milestone. He's made it a year, and he's still here.]
| blocked to any and all angels, and the Winchesters... and Becky |
[Adam's come a long way since last October. Castiel had described his soul as meat stripped down to the bone once, but that it had the potential to heal if given enough time. Maybe it has a little. In some ways, maybe it hasn't. Adam knows for sure that before, he wouldn't have even bothered to let people know about something like this; he wouldn't have told anybody, because he hadn't had anybody to tell.
Now he does. The people he's managed to befriend might be the surest sign of his progress. He has people now who'd come looking for him.]
FYI: I moved. Don't bother checking the old place if you have to track me down.
I'll message you with the new room number if you need it.
blah sorry i'm late
I'm that guy, yes. William, nice to cross paths with you in person. It would probably have taken longer if I didn't have to take this little one for a walk every day. He was abandoned on my floor so I took him in. My toes haven't been the same since.
[William gives the lion cub a small smile, watching as the lion lays down to study the large mastiff with keen interest. It's a look that promises a lot of playtime if the large dog is up for it. The principate knows it'll be an idea to keep a hold on the leash, though in all fairness if Zadkiel decided to go for the dog, he'd probably have his arm torn out of it's socket.] Did the stairs finally get to you?
NO WORRIES.
For someone coming to Wonderland straight from the trenches of a war-torn Earth, this guy's sure taken to... exotic pets quick.]
Did he chew on them, by chance?
[It's a wild animal, Adam assumes it's a biter. Cooper's one, too, for that matter, but more of the gentle, domesticated kind; he doesn't have to worry his dog's going to take a pound of his flesh one day. One look from Adam keeps Cooper from pouncing on the cub in kind, though that partly has to do with Cooper's dubious reaction to the sight of the cub. He paces around behind Adam, holding tight to his toy while he observes the newcomers.]
You're... settling in. First time I've ever seen someone walk around with a lion on a leash before.
[William looks so... fondly at it. It's an odd sight, to be sure.]
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[The lion cub, for what it's worth, rolls over onto his back, exposing a fluffy tummy as he stretches. William can't help but shrug at that, wondering where the lion learned that one from.
At least he can focus on Adam and not worry about the little thing doing anything mean to the dog, that would have happened by now if it was going to. William gives the large dog a smile, noting the grip on the toy for the time being.]
I'd rather not have the chance to settle in, if you catch my drift. But we found the lion wandering around in the hallway, and my father used to own a full-grown one so I felt like I should look after it until someone comes forward. [William would change the subject, but Adam didn't answer about the stairs, doesn't seem to keen on talking why he's moving. So animals are definitely something to talk about.] He's like an overgrown kitten really so.... How old is your dog? What's his name?
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[He repeats this flatly, and it's even because he feels the need to avoid the other subject. Adam might have to take back his comment--this guy doesn't need to worry about getting used to things here when the play he comes from already sounds like a circus.
Rather than say more on whether or not the lion cub really is as tame as a kitten, he just raises his eyebrows and lets it go.]
Cooper. [He shifts the box he's holding, relaxing the weight against himself.] He came out of the closet just like this, so your guess is as good as mine. But a couple of flights as stairs never slowed him down.
[And Adam doesn't mind them, either. It's the angels and his own place within their plans that bothers him, and the one thing he'd rather not talk about.]
Sorry I missed the adoption, I would've brought you a hunk of gazelle as a thanks for before.
[It's on the dry side, but still obviously a joke.]