Aw, dammit! Angel's eyes fixed on Seraphim who had somehow managed to beat him. That never happened. It was always a race between him and Evangeline. Speaking of... His gaze darted around. Heh. She was nowhere insight. Maybe it was a little childish, but Angelus couldn't help but feel a bit pleased to have beaten his sister to the meeting. Beating her in something would never get old.
With a spring in his step Angelus made his way over to his brother. He sought to playfully ram his left shoulder into the smaller Imperialis' right shoulder before sitting down hard beside him and sending a smirk in his direction. His gaze then darted to Birna, the only other person who'd beaten him there. To her he nodded politely before letting his gaze rove over the hills in search of his slow (badum buh) sister.
