[He's running a few regular errands when it happens. It's pure chance that he turns and sweeps the market with his gaze, and spots none other than the man who sent him and Adam to Hell: Sam Winchester. A man who, last Michael had heard, had been calling another nation entirely home.
Maybe whatever force that draws them to Abraxas decided a man of his height was less out of place among Solvunn's Summoned. Whatever the reason, he's not pleased to see him.
The flapping of unseen wings announces his arrival. Michael appears nearby, just outside of arm's reach.]
Sam, what a surprise to see you here. [Not the good kind; his tone reflects his mood.] Shouldn't you be in the Free Cities?
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Maybe whatever force that draws them to Abraxas decided a man of his height was less out of place among Solvunn's Summoned. Whatever the reason, he's not pleased to see him.
The flapping of unseen wings announces his arrival. Michael appears nearby, just outside of arm's reach.]
Sam, what a surprise to see you here. [Not the good kind; his tone reflects his mood.] Shouldn't you be in the Free Cities?