samael almost hated it . somehow , mostly through absolute recklessness , opposed to his usual calmness , he'd been stabbed in the side by some wretched demon . wings scathed and bruised . it also did happen he was near the other's abode , and so he had decided to crash in , mostly because his wings were too scathed to fly for the moment . he needed time , however little , to heal , and he planned to do it there .
he didn't bother knowing if it was someone he knew or not , he was pushing his way through the door with a limp , hand by his side and wings out . an odd sight if anyone had been out at that time .