Abby got this nausea feeling as she tried to take another sip of her latte. Thinking that it was the coffee and not her, she tossed the cup into the trash can. There was no need to continue drinking it anyway. The caffeine from this morning on top of half of the latte should get her through the rest of the day. The scholar had managed to get through the chapter in the textbook. She had another chapter to read for homework, but she could work on it later. Her phone went off again and it was Cas. He was coming to see her. Her eyes lit up as she sent a text back.
[To: Cas]
[MSG: Closest cafe to the south college entrance.]
The brunette ran her fingers through her hair and sneezed. She was praying that she was just having allergy problems. The last thing she needs is to get sick again. She had just gotten better.
Roman was completely and officially confused. He was sure that he did not know Leon, but he was saying things that could only be directed at a familiar. He didn't turn around to look at the fugitive again, but he was just letting what he has said so far float around in his head. "Screw you Roman Everest…" Everest? What was Everest? And why was it attached to his name. He was going to turn and ask, but the head council man showed up. Roman stood at attention, with his hands clasped behind his back. He spoke to the locked up angel. The apathetic look on his face might say he was emotionless, but the way he spoke seemed to resemble mockery. "Should I leave, sir?" Roman asked without making eye contact. The head council man looked at the new head angel and shook his head. "No. I need to you make sure Leon doesn't get away. And I need information about his fugitive counterpart, Cordelia." Cordelia? Leon must know who she is.