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It was a cool evening, crisp. The sun had just barely set and the sky was clear enough to see stars starting to come out. Maarab walked along the paths almost aimlessly heading in the general direction of the community centre, taking his time about it. It was probably a little chilly for the short sleeves he wore, showing off his mismatched arms, but he had been running earlier and hadn't bothered with a jacket.

Every so often Maarab would pause and watch the birds in the trees, a hand going to the chain around his neck, before he'd smirk, shake his head and continue on his way. A couple of times he stopped, picked up some small stones from the ground, and pocketed them.

Maarab soon tired of his solitary bird watching, but didn't quite feel like entering the community centre yet, and he was almost there. So he wandered over to a nearby bench and sat, turning his gaze to the sky. It crossed his mind that his father was in a different dimension now, though their telepathic connection didn't seem to have dimmed. It made him feel something he couldn't put a name to. The idea that he might actually miss his home made him turn up his head and laugh, though it was more of a cackle, lacking warmth.

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It had been a rather busy day at Woodland Imports and because of that Sterling had left the office a little later than he normally did. Deciding that the quickest way home was probably through the park, he said his goodbyes and took off down the street to Oceania Park.

As soon as the angel set foot in the park, Sterling felt that old yet familiar sensation that let him know that something supposedly"evil" was nearby. Curious as to whom was setting off his internal alarm bells, Sterling followed the feeling - just as one would a diving rod -until he found the source.

"Excuse me? Is this seat taken? Sterling asked politely as he sat down on the bench, his bright blue gaze calm yet also curious as he considered the stranger before him.
 
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Maarab broke off his laughter as someone walked up to him. A quick glance told him it was a pretty blond boy he didn't know. And the blond apparently wanted to sit next to him. Why not? Sliding over a little to make room, Maarab grinned, "If it were taken, you would be sitting on someone."

He guessed the guy was doing that politeness thing that still baffled him because Maarab did not see the point of asking about an empty seat. But he was glad for the company to distract him from his bizarre mood, so he made no more comment about it.

"I am not complaining, but is there any reason you chose that seat? This is a big park. Did you just feel like talking to someone new tonight?"
 
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A wry smile tugged at Sterling's lips at the man's observation. "I guess I would be sitting on someone's lap if it were already taken. Luckily for me, the spot is free then," he said as his icy blue gaze reflected the amusement he felt.

"I don't know if there is a reason or not... I just felt compelled to sit here. I sensed that you might be interesting to talk to," Sterling admitted truthfully as he regarded Maarab with a calm yet welcoming gaze, one that often invited people to talk or confide in him.
 
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At least the stranger seemed to appreciate the humour. Though he surprised Maarab with his answer. Maarab barked out a short laugh, "Talking is not what people generally expect from me." Then he gave the guy a once over. The blond seemed sincere, as far as he could tell. "But you are serious?"

Another little disbelieving chuckle and Maarab leaned back, looking up at the sky in thought. Without looking down he asked, "What do people here talk about? My conversation topics tend to lean towards what people call inappropriate for speaking about in public. Even when I am only saying things that are natural from home. There are so many unwritten, unspoken rules to keep track of here. I tried keeping a list..." Maarab trailed off with a shrug.

"Conversation is not a thing I am used to. Home was.. simpler. "
 
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Sterling looked up at the darkening sky thoughtfully before he answered. "People often talk about a lot of things. Some conversations are fairly inconsequential and are just a way to connect with others on a social level. Other conversations are deeper and fulfill a desire to explore and learn," Sterling replied sagely.

Looking sideways at Maarab as he spoke, Sterling couldn't help but ask the obvious... "Where is home?"
 
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"People talk about everything then. Except when they do not. How am I supposed to know what is in the rules that are not even written down? It is all words. And the rules are not even ones that make sense when you say them." Maarab huffed a little and then smirked at himself. Apparently he wanted to talk himself. And these expectations were one of the hardest things about being here.

"Home is, heh, a lot farther away now. I do not think it has a proper name. It was the place we returned after a battle. It was probably a Hell, but not one any of the demons I have met here come from." Maarab waved a hand then, brushing the question off. "At any rate, going back would be less than ideal. I need to learn the rules here. Have you lived on this island long?"
 
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"Do not despair... " Sterling smiled at Maarab reassuringly. "Society's unwritten rules are basically three, be kind when you can, be respectful even if you disagree, and always be courteous to others," Sterling said as he politely informed the young man of the universal unspoken rules of mankind. Or at least the ones he followed and knew to be true.

Cocking his head a little, Sterling nodded a few times, giving Maarab his full attention as he spoke about his home. "Your home is a type of Valhalla, perhaps?" he remarked, hoping to supply the young man with some sort of analogy.
 
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Maarab's grin widened and his eyes lit up with excitement, finally someone who was willing to explain these rules to him. They dimmed slightly at the actual explanation though. But he was going to push through. He was going to sit here and ask his questions until he learned something or this guy punched him for questioning too much. In which case he'd get a fight since self defense was legal. Maarab had checked. Either way it was win win.

"Those are not.. natural things. Being kind and courteous. I perhaps do not understand the words. But from what people have told me, being polite is not talking about anything that is violent or has anything to do with sex, acting ashamed of yourself in public, even when you are around people who are old enough to fight. And kindness. What does it mean to be kind? Everyone says something different. I was even told I had no empathy and that it was needed for that, but they would not tell me how to find some."

He has to pause and take a breath, the words coming quick in his frustration. "Respect is easier. It is not so unspoken though. Or... At home if you do not respect your superiors they will torture you until you learn. It makes sense too. If there was none, it would be chaos. "

Shaking his head, Maarab answers the other question. "The name does not matter. Home is where we lived, shadow demons. Perhaps it is an outpost like the angels had. I would still be there but.." he gestures to his missing eye with his injured hand, "they needed a different use for me. "
 
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Sterling frowned slightly at this, mainly because he did understand where the young man's frustrations were coming from. "Humans and related species tend to be somewhat complicated. They can be very sensitive about certain topics that make them or others uncomfortable," he explained.

"Yet they are also a species that thrives on conflict and to some extent wars and violence," he mused as he thought about mankind's actions over the last two thousand years.

"And you are right, respect is the most important thing there is," Sterling said with a smile.

"Also kindness and being courteous are, at the end of the day, just other lesser forms of respect. If you can't muster up kindness or curtsey, then offer respect. It is, of the three, the most valued in my opinion," he surmised.

"For instance... As you pointed out, an enemy will not value your kindness, but they will value your respect. The same with a loved one. You might not be able to provide them with kindness or the courtesy they deserve, but more often than not, they will value that you respect them over the other two," Sterling provided with the easy calmness that an angelic creature who had spent his life preaching had.

"Shadow demons? Outpost like the angels had?" Sterling said, cocking an eyebrow as some understanding of what "home" may have been. Then glancing at Maarab's hand and eye, his gaze narrowed as a fleeting look of anger crossed his features briefly.

"You were a pawn in their game?" Sterling asked, a hint of cold ire tinging his words.
 
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