*has wondered where Ammiel got off to for some time and slips out of the house, heading to the landfill to look*
*eats a bit off an apple core as he watches the giant trash compactor get steadily closer*
*wanders around, frowning* Ammiel?! Ammiel!
*brushes off the sound of his own name as a combination of the wind and delirium*
*stamps his foot* Ammiel Winchester, you get your sorry amulet ass out here where I can see you!
*looks out from behind a trashcan, startled* Oh. Hello Icarus. Were you looking for something? I think there’s a processor chip up here…