Despite the rather severe drugging they'd inflicted on him, no amount of sedation had quite managed to wipe the rather permanent look of faint disgust from Murmur's face. The place absolutely stank of the infernal. They probably thought they were funny, pulling this off, somehow managing to actually sedate an angel. His safety mechanisms had kicked in, the various wards written into his vessel activating to lock down his power while he recuperated so that he wouldn't appear as more of a threat than a mere fledgling. It was useful for flying under the radar, and preventing a pre-emptive extermination.
But back to it being wrong. First being the fact they even could sedate him, that was worrying. Then following it up with all this afterlife nonsense. They weren't dead, Murmur couldn't die, and the other mortals weren't deceased either. He kept his mouth shut during the entire bullshit tour, his scowl uninhibited as he stared down their tour guide who just ignored him.
Once they were left to their own devices he was free to ignore his intended domicile for later and attempt to make some sense of their surroundings. Looking like a skittish, angry cat wasn't Murmur's usual demeanor but he sure was wearing it well right now as he prowled around trying to find anyone to talk to that wasn't from around there. This whole place had him on edge.
Murmur | OTA
Everything about this was wrong.
Despite the rather severe drugging they'd inflicted on him, no amount of sedation had quite managed to wipe the rather permanent look of faint disgust from Murmur's face. The place absolutely stank of the infernal. They probably thought they were funny, pulling this off, somehow managing to actually sedate an angel. His safety mechanisms had kicked in, the various wards written into his vessel activating to lock down his power while he recuperated so that he wouldn't appear as more of a threat than a mere fledgling. It was useful for flying under the radar, and preventing a pre-emptive extermination.
But back to it being wrong. First being the fact they even could sedate him, that was worrying. Then following it up with all this afterlife nonsense. They weren't dead, Murmur couldn't die, and the other mortals weren't deceased either. He kept his mouth shut during the entire bullshit tour, his scowl uninhibited as he stared down their tour guide who just ignored him.
Once they were left to their own devices he was free to ignore his intended domicile for later and attempt to make some sense of their surroundings. Looking like a skittish, angry cat wasn't Murmur's usual demeanor but he sure was wearing it well right now as he prowled around trying to find anyone to talk to that wasn't from around there. This whole place had him on edge.