7707/Why Do They Call It Angelfood Cake

Why Do They Call It Angelfood Cake
Date of Scene:	02 June 2019
Location:	Food Court - The Triskelion
Synopsis:	Castiel brings a friend by the Trisk for lunch. Unannounced. Hilarity ensues. Complete with threats, guns, May's patented disappointed looks (tm), and admonishments to use the front door in the future. Also at gunpoint.
Cast of Characters:	Castiel, Exile, Melinda May

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Castiel has posed:
After the bridge 'incident', the relationship between the two angels was rather less strained, and certainly less defined. Both of them blundering through humanity (one with much more success than the other given his longer term residence) were somehow learning how to form a friendship.

On this day, Castiel has chosen to show his newfound 'friend' where he 'works' -- and demonstrate his favourite pet peeve with them: their total lack of security in the matter of those who can teleport in or bypass door located security checks.

"You'd think the fact that I showed up in Agent May's bedroom without being invited would have mad matters changed." Castiel shakes his head. It's not the only incident he thinks should have had SHIELD working on the matter, but it certainly is the one that sticks out in his mind. "I would not recommend doing that. She was very angry."

He says it with a solemnness that suggests this is not a good thing.

"I will show you." And without preamble - or permission (Cas is still unaware of the rudeness of this) - Cas grabs Hayal, and simply ports him into SHIELD proper, and in particular, the cafeteria. To no small amount of klaxxons and alarm.

Exile has posed:
Which means that there's Hayal in the middle ofthe dining hall. To all first appearances, one of those nearly-homeless veterans: he's dressed in worn fatigue pants, t-shirt, battered boots, army jacket with all the insignia snipped off. His hair is long and loose, the blue eyes wide.

Only, there're the wings, out and spread in that gesture of utter shock. "You don't know that humans love their little barriers?" he asks, turning that bemused stare on the other angel. "Which side one is on is a matter of great import. The more so the closer you get to where they sleep. Being in a human's bed nest room is a very big deal," he explains.

Melinda May has posed:
Of COURSE Castiel just pops into the Triskelion and sets off every alarm in the place. At least it proves the teleportation detectors are working. Multiple teams of agents in full tac gear with weaponry up and aimed at the angels enter the room while the regular agents all evacuate extremely quickly and efficiently. Even the countertop window where the food is passed through has a bullet-resistant barrier rattle and slam down to protect those on the other side.

One lead strike agent, a Hispanic woman of somewhat small stature but with a strong voice and no-nonsense expression calls out to the pair, "Both of you, hold your hands up where I can see them. You, with the wings, keep your feet on the floor."

Castiel has posed:
"Oh," CAstiel says with grave seriousness, "Agent May made it very clear I was not to enter her nest room without permission. She gave me the cell phone." Castiel demonstrates by pulling it out of his pocket, and turning it on to show Hayal.

Despite the measures May had put in place to keep him from pocket dialing her anymore, he manages to dial her number now so that not only is security going of, and people are startled and on alert with his and Hayal's arrival, but her phone is going off.

Mind, it's not like SHIELD hasn't seen some odd things, but still, Wings and Co make an odd couple, and their sudden appearance does take a few to get used to. Especially Wings who can't possibly be mistaken for a normal human.

When the strike team arrives, CAstiel leans in to tell Hayal, "This is new. They did not come with the guns before. Maybe someone listened. I do not think they understand how useless it would be to shoot us." It hasn't occurred to Cas that Hayal isn't self-healing. Then again, Cas can heal him if need be.

The man with the gun is told, "Much better, but it is still too easy to enter. I have a card." He does, too - somewhere on his person is a security pass... for the front door screening process that he's supposed to use... marking him as a consultant of SHIELD. Which of course has Cas rifling through his trench coat pockets.

Exile has posed:
For his part.....Hayal lifts his hands, obediently. The wings he tucks down and back. He does it all with an absurd and reverent grace, and it leaves him looking more like a street preacher trying to call down the grace of God than it does a perp surrendering.

"It is me," Hayal affirms to Castiel, a little sadly. "Humans often sense what I am. And it is not useless to shoot me."

He sighs. He's learned that gesture. Boots remain on the floor.....but one lifted hand turns to point at Cas. "I," he says, "Am with stupid."

Melinda May has posed:
"I SAID, hands where I can see them, pendejo. NOW." The lead agent barks at Castiel and aims her weapon at him without hesitation, the safety already off. She can and she WILL shoot the trenchcoated man if he doesn't pay attention and do what she's said. It really doesn't matter to the response teams that Castiel claims to have official access here. They've infiltrated, and will be dealt with accordingly.

In the Operations Center, May has been notified of the incident in the cafeteria, and an analyst is running facial recognition on the two intruders. One, as yet unidentified, is still running. The other popped up almost instantly as Castiel.

And then her phone rings. Normally she would ignore it while on duty, but considering the live visual feed shows a small, dark rectangle in the not-stranger's hand, she pulls her phone and looks at it.

Yup. Cas is calling.

She sends the call to voicemail, then tosses out some instructions to various other agents as she rushes out and toward the cafeteria. Damnit, Cas. What've you done NOW?

Castiel has posed:
"Oh," Cas says with a furrow of brow when Hayal makes it clear he is /not/ self-healing. "Then you would need me to --" He stops, and turns to give Hayal a dirty look, not that it's much off his usual grumbly furrowed brow scowl. "I am not Stupid. Stupid and his brother are Stupid."

One hand still holds the phone he was showing Hayal. The other is shoving deep into his pocket, and not finding his ID tag, prompting him to pull it out again and hold it palm out towards the one with the now unsafetied gun. "I am thinking it is in my other pocket. If you ask Agent May, she will tell you I am the pain in her ass, but I am allowed here." All of which is now caught on May's voicemail. "I assure you that your gun will only alarm the rest of the occupants of this room and not accomplish anything." All the while sighing to himself inwardly at the probability that he's going to have to make a quick *pop* over and relieve that one of her gun. If not put her to sleep.

After all, open gunfire in a public space is bad, right?

Exile has posed:
"Plug the holes that thing will make in me, yes," Hayal confirms, still with that worldweary air. "It hurts, being shot. Please do not make them do that to me."

He essays a little grin meant to be reassuring. "I come in peace," he informs the SHIELD agent who's got them in her sights. "He told me he works here. I am supposed to be impressed. I am impressed by how quickly armed people showed up."

Melinda May has posed:
The agent keeps right on glaring at them, having been told over the comms that director May was en route. "You stay exactly where you are and you STOP moving, and there's won't be a reason for me use my gun. Got it?" All of the rest of the armored response teams have spread a bit to aim their weapons at the angels as well, someone apparently smart enough to make sure they aren't at risk of friendly fire.

May arrives quite quickly and upon seeing Cas there with a winged individual, decides to use this as a lesson for the angel. Moving up next to the other agent, she also pulls her sidearm (her ICER, though) and aims it at the one with wings. "You will both stay calm and allows us to lead you to a secure room. And then we're going to have a talk."

Castiel has posed:
Sadly, the command not to move comes just slightly after Castiel moves between the one with the gun and Hayal. In his mind, he's mitigating the probability that Hayal will be shot, and thus dealing with the 'please do not make them shoot me' portion of the other's plea.

"This is new," he tells his friend. "Before I was able to come and walk around freely. I have been telling them for a very long time that this is a problem. That anyone could drop in. They did not seem to listen."

To which he quirks a brow, giving a slightly impressed nod at the one who is still threatening to shoot him. "Clearly they heard. Though it is still too simple to merely enter this facility without per - Oh! Agent May. I have brought a friend..."

His voice drops away as it's ever so clear that she is /not/ impressed, and while he's more than willing to deal with the strike force, an angry May is not high on his priority list of people to piss off further. "I think you are misunderstanding?"

Exile has posed:
The other angel's eyes are wide, guileless. Perhaps too much so - the inhumanity is clear there, even if the wings didn't already attest to it. His voice is low, even, as he says, "Yes, I understand. I will do so. Castiel, obey them. Let them do what they need to do to feel calm and safe, then we can explain."

Maybe they just want permission to build a nest on the empty helipad.

Melinda May has posed:
"I understand perfectly, Castiel. But you have seriously disrupted and inconvenienced this entire building. Now, both of you, You /will/ keep your hands where we can see them as Agent Rodriguez told you, and we are going to leave this room. If you give me even a feeling that you need to be restrained, I will do so, and I will not hesitate."

She walks right up to the pair with her ICER still aimed at Hayal, and pulls Castiel's phone from his hand. "Now, Castiel."

Castiel has posed:
Castiel simply lets go of the phone. It's not like he likes the damned thing anyway. "I do not understand? I have been telling you for two of your years that this is a lapse in security and you have always told me that it is because you have people like myself working for you. It is not like I could bring my friend through the front door?"

Because that much Cas remembers - Hellboy being pointed out as a prime example of one who needed alternative means of entering the place.

"Is this another of those date not a date things? Where I am to acknowledge both your inner feminine core while respecting your outer strength?"

Exile has posed:
"Castiel," Hayal even sing-songs it the way a human does, "Obey this dominant human. She is angry with you. You have burst in on their nest, they are all upset and disposed to see us as threat. Let's go," He sort of gestures with his head towards the nearest door, since his hands are still up.

Melinda May has posed:
Oh, yeah. May's honestly angry at Castiel now, though the only outward indication is that her eyes narrow just slighlty. "Listen to your friend, Castiel, before this gets ugly. Now walk, people need to finish eating their lunches that YOU interrupted."

She pockets Cas's phone but keeps her ICER pointed at Hayal as incentive to Grumpy McTrenchcoat and gestures with her now free hand toward the door.

The the grumbly meatsuited angel STILL won't move, she WILL take matters into her own hand. Literally.

Castiel has posed:
"I have seen her angrier," Castiel informs Hayal, but he can see the writing on the wall. "The first time we met, it was in one of the places humans call a diner. She was even angrier then than when I invaded her bed nest room. I do not understand, though. I have a card that says I work here."

Despite his true confusion - because he doesn't actually understand why they all think Hayal is such a threat - Castiel consents to move along as instructed by May.

Unlike Hayal, he does not raise his hands.

Exile has posed:
Hayal lets himself be herded, docile. The wings are still there. Consistency of appearance is reassuring to humans, he knows that. Quite frankly taking in his surroundings, even as he keeps his hands raised.

"You know, you could leave," he reminds Castiel. "But they would likely hurt me if you did, so don't. Not now."

Castiel has posed:
Castiel stops momentarily in his leaving of the room to turn his head to his friend, even if it risks getting shot. "I know I could have left. I could take you now. That will not reassure the Agents or Agent May. And you are my friend. I would not leave you to get hurt."

The normally grumbly angel is confusedly softened by the suggestion. He might be a lot of things, but compassion has ever been a ruling force since his arrival on earth - even when he resents the emotion within himself.

"We will make them understand that you are not a threat, and my friend."

And with that he carries on.

Melinda May has posed:
May marches them out of the cafeteria and to the security section of the building, the response teams splitting up to secure the cafeteria and to follow May and the Feathery Twins.

Once there, she stops by one of the interrogation room doors that is opened by a waiting agent. "If you'd be so kind as to step inside," she says to Hayal, seeing as he's been the cooperative one this whole time. Once the man is through the doorway, the door is closed and locked on him, and May promptly points her ICER at Cas even though they both know that it's rather useless. "Next room, Castiel." There's already an agent there holding the door open for them.

Exile has posed:
Hayal lets it happen. Though once he's in the room, he turns to face the locked door. Standing there with an inhuman lack of impatience...he starts singing to himself. Softly, but with those impossible tonalities.

Castiel has posed:
Castiel is in a bit of a bind. On the one hand, he does not wish to disobey May and risk pissing her off further, but on the other, Hayal is not only vulnerable, but he doesn't know these people, nor they him, and he's sworn (at least in his mind) to protect him.

"I am sorry, Agent May," the angel says carefully. "But I con not comply. Not without reassurances that my friend is safe. We both know I could take him and leave, but that would not solve the problem. Still, he is frightened and is concerned you will harm him. If I were to leave him, and do what you say, his distress would increase. So I must insist we resolve this another way."

His words are not quite as confident and certain as he would like by the end, which is truly odd for Castiel.

Melinda May has posed:
May speaks more slowly and distinctly than usual, as if she were addressing someone particularly dim-witted. "Castiel, right now he is /far/ safer than you are, and only in that room so he doesn't have to listen to me yelling at you for this stunt you just pulled. Now go in there and sit down before I really lose my temper."

Castiel has posed:
Cas would dearly love to reassure Hayal, but even he realizes this is not the time and compliantly enters the other room.

Exile has posed:
Perhaps sensing that Cas remains nearby, and might be the one in need of reassurance - Hayal turns up the volume. It's wordless, that song, even in the angelic tongue. But warm and peaceful. He's not in distress.

Melinda May has posed:
The moment the second door is closed with Castiel and May inside the room, the ICER gets put away. "What the /hell/ were you thinking, Cas? Yes, I'm glad you've found a person you have something in common with. And yes, I appreciate that you wanted to introduce him to me. But you do NOT, and I repeat, DO. NOT. EVER. just pop into this building unannounced, and most especially not bringing someone with you. I thought we'd already discussed that. Why am I having to tell you again?"

May actually looks angry, and she's actually raised her voice a bit there. But possibly worse than that, it's VERY clear that she is even more disappointed than she is angry.

Castiel has posed:
Castiel looks utterly and completely perplexed.

"I do not understand? You said I worked for you. Am I not able to bring someone, then? You said I was not to enter your sleeping chamber without permission. I have not?"

It's clear he's not being deliberately obtuse by any means.

Melinda May has posed:
"Though the FRONT DOOR, Castiel. You are allowed to bring visitors, but they have to enter through the security checks at the entrance." May actually takes a deep breath before continuing.

Starting right now, you are only allowed to enter or leave this building by the front doors, and if I so much as hear someone say they saw you just pop in or out, I will have someone ward the entire Triskelion so thoroughly you'll find yourself in /Tibet/ the next time you try to skip the front doors."

Castiel has posed:
Castiel still looks perplexed. "You have never said this before. I do not understand why you are so upset when I have only done what I have done our entire relationship."

It's not like he doesn't get reasons why now that she puts it that way, but he's not sure why he's being reamed out.

"I do not see how limiting my access to the front doors solves the problem with your lack in security. I have repeatedly said you should ward them to only your Agents. Why are you now upset with me and emplying that exact measure as a punitive device when I have only ever pointed it out?"

Melinda May has posed:
"You sent /MY/ building into a panic with this stunt, Castiel, /that's/ why I using this as a punishment. And there WILL be wards put on this building regardless now." Apparently the specifically 'to Tibet' is something she has planned as additional punishment beyond this. "Do you understand now, or should I have your friend kindly shown out of the building while you and I stay here and KEEP discussing this?"

Castiel has posed:
The perplexed look remains, though it migrates into something rather more gruff as she speaks. "I do not think this is only because we came without announcement." Totally ignoring the irony of angels 'announcing' themselves. So biblical. "I did not mean to alert others to your private feelings. I do not think that you are solving this problem. Your building is still at risk, and you are punishing me out of anger. I will endeavour to use the front door, however."

He's still not sure how this day's entry into the Trisk was different than any other time he's popped in. Or how others, such as Hellboy, manage. Surely they just appear also? However, this does not seem to be the time to ask.

Melinda May has posed:
May gives Castiel her most unimpressed stare for a solid three seconds before knocking on the door. It opens, and she steps out of the room without waiting for the angel. She gives herself the time from one door to the other to regain her composure, then nods to the agent to open the door to Hayal's 'room'.

"Hello. We weren't properly introduced. I'm Deputy Director Melinda May," she says while offering the winged angel a handshake. "And you are?"

Exile has posed:
There's always that subtle wrongness about him applying himself to human gestures. HE tends to take a handshake like he's being offered something he fears breaking. But he shakes it gently. "I am Hayal Akmhatov." He even has a surname. He does not, however, offer to show his ID.

Castiel has posed:
For his part, Castiel isn't sure he's allowed (or supposed) to leave his room, and rather than risk anering the petite ball of concentrated fury any further, he opts to remain where he is.]