Refurbishing Old Waterfront Warehouses

It was a fairly overcast day on the pier, but luckily not overly windy. And with just a hint of rain, too. Sterling walked purposefully along the pier, searching for something but not knowing what. As an angel, he often got these needs to check out things, places, look for people even - it was almost like he was being called somewhere. When he was a guardian angel, he knew exactly where he had to go. It was instinctive, but since he had decided he didn't want to be a guardian anymore, that knowledge of where to go was gone, and he was left with these strange feelings of having to be somewhere, but not ever knowing for certain where that somewhere was. What he needed to find could be across town for all he knew...

Turning a corner, he headed over to the part of the pier that was more industrial, where the boats came in and unloaded containers of goods, fish and other things needed on the island. Stopping suddenly, Sterling looked around, he could go toward the boats or toward some old warehouses. After a second, he decided, for no reason other than it seemed right, to check out the abandoned warehouses.

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Standing there for good five minutes, Sterling just watched in quiet fascination as a young goth looking dark-haired girl, woman, maybe 17, created what looked to be like a picture of some kind of tree on old an abandoned warehouse wall. The tree looked like it had been created with moss or some type of other crawling plants.

When the girl, finally noticed that he was watching her, Sterling nodded in greeting and then gestured to the wall. “Did you make that?” He asked her, his voice holding no judgment, only open curiosity. "It's beautiful..." he added with a warm smile.

Sterling had never seen an ability to create something as lovely as that and in that way from somebody who wasn’t an angel or a God, neither of which, the young woman seemed to be. He didn’t sense any divinity about her, nor did he sense that she was a demon either. How very curious... Also, his sense of needing to be somewhere was now gone.

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Sterling nodded his head slowly as if considering her words carefully when she told him that she had been planning it for weeks and had never created something as big as the tree before them before.

“Well, you certainly have talent,” he stated calmly and then glanced sideways at her when she came to stand beside him to look at her work. Watching her carefully for a second, he noticed the piercing and the black lipstick, and then chuckled when she very bluntly asked him who he was. She certainly wasn’t shy.

It was a good question though, he thought to himself. Was he an angel, an ex-guardian angel, or just another citizen of Manta Carlos? After some consideration, he decided it was just easier to give her his name for now, she probably wasn’t interested in his life story anyway. “I’m Sterling,” he told her simply.

“And you are…?” he asked with a grin.

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Sterling burst out laughing, and smiled again, "Yes, one and the same. My name actually IS Sterling Silver. It's a, well, it's a family name..." he said, which was true. Not his family though, but one of his charges centuries ago had the last name Silver, and his angel name loosely translated to star-ling or a "star-like being".

"Nice to meet you, Minerva Blair." he said with a warm smile, "Minerva was the goddess of wisdom and war, I believe..." he added for no real reason at all. It just seemed an appropriate thing to say somehow.

Seeing the tree on the wall was starting to show life as a tiny blue flower appeared, Sterling found himself quite impressed. He had not seen anything quite like that in many, many years. It was a rare gift to be able to bestow life on inanimate objects like she had.

"No, I don't work here..." Sterling said to her, "I am in public relations actually. I work for an international company on the island, handling press releases, social events, that kind of thing." he explained.

"And to your question what brought me here, well, I think it might have been you actually," he confessed with a hint of a smile. Yes, the feeling he had that he needed to be somewhere had vanished as soon as he stumbled upon Minerva and her artwork.

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"Thank you," Sterling said very pleased she seemed to like his name. He hadn't had anybody actually tell him he had a nice name before. Most were surprised at it, and a few had actually commented on the fact that sounded like something from a commercial.

"Ah, yes... the books about a boy wizard," he remarked good-naturedly, he had not even aware that there was a character named Minerva in the books. He did know though that a lot of humans had been fascinated with the series. "I am afraid I haven't read the books," he said with a shrug. "Too busy with work, not a lot of free time..." he added. "I prefer to relax taking a walk, listening to music, or napping in the sun."

And then when Minerva started laughing at his comment, Sterling realised what he had done, somewhat appalled at first, since it hadn't been his intention to come off that way, but as he saw she did seem to mind, he shook his head, and started laughing too, "No, not really..." he confessed and smiled wryly.

"Graffiti? Where? I don't see any graffiti?" Sterling remarked with a wide playful grin, "And spreading hope is a wonderful thing to do." he stated very truthfully, his angel side very much agreeing with Minerva's message.

"There is way too much despair in this world still. It's something that never seems to really ever go away," he replied very cryptically while frowning slightly at this. How long had he been alive and it seemed despair and hopelessness were always present somewhere? It saddened him to think about the souls who felt lost and in need of hope.

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