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Date: March 25, 2000
Setting: Raphael's Room
Status: Private (Raphael and Chas - Complete)
Summary: Chas pays a visit to his erstwhile student.



Chas was feeling increasingly out of place as he climbed the thickly-carpeted stairs on his way up to Raphael's room, as though some broad-shouldered fellow in a uniform was going to come around a corner, take one look at his pedestrian clothes, heavy shoes and slightly grubby fingernails, and escort him forcibly to the nearest exit. John might have no trouble making himself at home in a high-class place like this, but John was a cocky bastard with no respect for social boundaries whatsoever. Much though he might grumble about it, Chas knew his place in life, and it sure as shit wasn't here.

Nobody had appeared to show him the door by the time he found Raphael's room number, however. So, still clutching his cap and the handle of his gun case somewhat nervously with one hand, he rapped tentatively on the door, hoping his arrival wouldn't be too much of a bother or give the twitchy little chap a fright.

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Raphael only opened the door a bit at first, just so he could peek out. He didn't sense any supernatural entities beyond the door, but perhaps Mictain had found a new way to deceive him. When he saw it was Chas, however, he closed the door, changed from his robe into something more 'regular,' then reopened it.

"I apologize," he said softly. "But I don't think I'm much in the mood for lessons. Perhaps... later."

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"'S awright, squire, Ezra downstairs said there'd been some sort o' kerfuffle," Chas said with gruff kindness. The odd little fellow had a pale, haunted look about him, and he wondered with some indignation what kind of bullying clod had been getting his jollies picking on him. "Just thought since John seems to've taken a powder I mebbe ought to come up an' see how you're getting on, like. You gonna be okay?"

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The angel managed to give him a quick flicker of a smile. He seemed like a rather astute, concerned fellow. Raphael twitched just a bit as he cleared his mind enough to focus and take care of Chas' slight cirrhosis of the liver.

"It's very kind of you to ask. I'm sorry I forgot to cancel.

I'll be fine," he murmured and stepped back inside the room.

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Chas nodded, taking the hint, and said, "Well, I'll leave my number with Ezra then, and you can jus' ring me up when you're ready. Oh, an' if you could, lemme know if you see John?"

He bobbed his head politely as he put his cap back on, preparing to go. "Look after yourself, now."

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He nodded.

"Thank you. Take care of yourself too."

Then he quietly shut the door.