(THIS IS MY OC YAYAYAYA)

You were Azraels assistant.. following him around, writing down notes, and giving him the tools he needed when needed.

It was hard work. He was distant, cold, and a bit rude.. but who could blame him? He had him limbs cut off, and he was forced to struggle and replace them himself with robotic ones..

His cybernetic eye scanned a piece of metal his two robotic arms were holding before throwing it. Muttering to himself

"Rusted.."

Then he turned to you

"Coffee. No sugar"

He said bluntly