May 2013
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irishgambler:
-reaches out to gently cup her face between his hands. Thumbs delicately over her cheekbones- Hey. C’mon, dove. You’re stronger than ye give yourself credit for and ye aren’t doin’ this alone. I’m here.
-nods, placing her hands over his- I’m the only angelic librarian to ever plan a battle… and I raised the Fallen from Hell… and defeated a nephilim. …I can...
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irishgambler:
I’d like t’see Hell come knockin’ at my door. They can fuck right off.
-still looks nervous, showing shades of the nervous, awkward, mousy angel she used to be-
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irishgambler:
Dunno, dove. He must trust ye or see somethin’ in ye. I know I do.
…It will put us in danger. Did he tell you that? Hell will want it, if they find out.
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irishgambler:
-he slowly sinks to sit as well-
That didn’t occur to me when I told him yes. …But ye wouldn’t, would ye?
No, no I would not, but… to give something so powerful to an enemy of Heaven… I have tried to prove my worth to the Host.
They found me wanting.
They allowed Lucifer to rip the Grace from my body, though I saved the Vessels.
…Why would he choose me?
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irishgambler:
-watches her-
…This some kind of a big deal?
-nods- The Metatron took down His word. All His knowledge. Everything there is to know about Heaven, Hell, Earth.
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The equivalent tablet regarding demons is rumored to be able to close the gates of Hell. …It would be logical to assume that the angel tablet could do the same for Heaven.
…I’m...
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irishgambler:
Met quite a long time ago and he got me out of a sticky spot. We’ll leave it at that. But he’s got me goin’ after some tablet about angels and he wants you to take care of it when I’ve got it.
-Her eyes go wide and she stares at him-
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…He wants me… to…. -sits down-
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irishgambler:
Had tea with an angel named Metatron. He called in a favor from me and it sorta involves you.
The Scribe? …Why do you owe Father’s Scribe a favor… and what use could a librarian be to him?
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irishgambler replied to your post: Dovely. Got somethin’ t’tell ye.
Might be open t’interpretation.
Very well. …You may tell me.
irishgambler asked: Dovely. Got somethin' t'tell ye.
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lordofpride:
You mean like the current body count that Raphael and Castiel managed to rack up?
Touche. I dare say it would be closer to the one of the War if we were to reunite… plus I assume there would be numerous human lives lost. Perhaps it’s best that we are speaking in the hypothetical.
-looks him over once- That color suits you. The cut is exemplary as well. Would you be...
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lordofpride:
Wouldn’t have it any other way. Makes for fun reunions.
Could you even imagine the bodycount if we held one?
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lordofpride:
You and the rest of the family.
…Fair. We are the vindictive bunch, aren’t we?
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lordofpride:
No such thing.
Regardless, I have never had any shortage of spite.
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lordofpride:
Says the one who I hear was trying to go on a rampage after I died the last time.
Well, then I’m spiteful enough for both of us, aren’t I?
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lordofpride:
I will rip your eyelashes out.
-rolls her eyes- There’s no need to be spiteful.
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lordofpride:
-chews incredibly aggressively-
Stop that.
-bats her eyelashes, basically being a shit- I cannot stop what I am not doing.
April 2013
48 posts
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lordofpride:
-shakes his head and grabs a cookie, taking a bite out of it like it did something to him-
-just smiles, trying her best not to pinch her little brother’s cheeks-
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lordofpride:
You and these damn coo-
Fine. Yes.
-grins smugly and holds out the plate- Enjoy the sweet crumbly breads.
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lordofpride:
I don’t need this.
-Shrugs again- Would you like a cookie?
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lordofpride:
*grabs one of the books and only gets about two pages in*
What the fuck are you showing me.
-Shrugs, chuckling a little-
Some reference material that you will no doubt require if you truly intend to handle both your vessel and the Prophet.
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lordofpride:
Joy.
It is. I shall return. -bustles into the other room and returns with a few books, which she offers to Belial- You may find these of use.
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lordofpride:
So what have you been up to, other than being the happy, happy housewife?
Learning, as always. -smirks-
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lordofpride:
Clearly.
Thankfully you will never suffer from the same affliction.
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lordofpride:
Apparently you didn’t hear me say that I know better. There is no one who holds a grudge and knows how to get revenge like Lucifer. Why would I even mess with that? Why would you?
-looks away from him, clenching her jaw- Because I thought that if I proved my worth to Heaven, I might be permitted to return to the solitude of the Repository…
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…Or that Lucifer...
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lordofpride:
-hisses and pulls it back-
I’m not afraid of anything. I just know better.
Oh, hush, the skin did not even break.
…I assume you learned by example.
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lordofpride:
-puts a hand up and covers her face with it-
I’m sorry, when do you see me doing anything that would help him? Name one reason why he’d lift a benevolent finger in my general direction. If he was smart, he’d try to get something similar to happen to me because the only thing that’s keeping me from getting my revenge on the Winchester that broke into where I was staying and killed...
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lordofpride:
You look far too much into things for the both of us. I’ll pass.
Oh, whoop-de-doo. He wouldn’t lift a finger for me either way so that doesn’t change a damn thing.
-cue the patented big sister ‘I know something you don’t know ’ face- Hmm. Suit yourself.
…He permitted Lucifer to rip out my Grace even after I had neutralized the greatest threat to his...
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lordofpride:
That I’ll do as I please for the things I want?
I would like for you to consider the comparison more fully, brother. I inhabit my vessel. She is intrinsic to my continued existence on Earth. For a time, we were one in the same. And Patrick… he is my limlal. I think you need to truly consider how similar situation with your vessel and the Prophet is to mine.
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And...
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lordofpride:
Would you do that for your vessel and Patrick?
Without a second thought. -observes him for a moment- Patrick is my limlal, Belial. I would bond with him, were I not afraid of how it might affect his magic. It’s… How am I to interpret your comparison?
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lordofpride:
You’re confusing me with someone who gives a damn about what Heaven would “allow.” Do you think Gabriel of all people would be willing to have an actual fight? Over that of all things?
-gives him a mom-esque look- Are these two human boys worth the risk that he might?
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lordofpride:
Good question. I’ll give you that answer once I get to that point with him.
Hmm. And what of the Prophet? Do you truly believe that Heaven would allow you that much access to an asset of theirs?
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lordofpride:
It’s your fault. You’re the one who made me like having nice things.
…This is not exactly what I had in mind. Do you plan to… utilize your vessel… or simply keep him?
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lordofpride:
Both, of course.
-stares at him-
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lordofpride:
You thought right. They’re all shacked up together in a quaint little shack.
-arches a brow- Interesting. Which one is it that you have your eye on?
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lordofpride:
*bats her hands away* That would do nothing but sexually frustrate the prophet even more than he currently is.
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When did your vessel become a prophet? I thought the mouthy child was the Prophet.
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lordofpride:
Oh, so you want me to die.
And here I thought you loved me.
*pinches his cheek lightly* I do love you, little brother. You know this. I would simply prefer that you not destroy my clothes.
…I could always send you to your vessel in the underwear instead.
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lordofpride:
The weather wouldn’t bother me and this vessel would look amazing in anything.
…I’ll transport you to Lucifer’s in nothing but that same pair of women’s underpants… and hope that Michael is home.
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lordofpride:
Ooh, give me an example.
I will transport you to Antarctica in nothing but a pair of women’s underpants.
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lordofpride:
The idea of cutting holes in your wardrobe.
Misdirection. You will not be cutting holes in my clothes, Belial. The consequences of that would not be ones you would enjoy.
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lordofpride:
But I don’t want replacements.
…You’ve become attached?
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What else have you become attached to?
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lordofpride:
-straightens out his suit jacket-
You could’ve permanently ruined these clothes with all your feelings.
-rolls her eyes-
They can be replaced.
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lordofpride:
I’d retaliate by burning yours. And this house.
-mutters something in Enochian about him being tacky and lets him go-
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lordofpride:
I will cut a hole in this dress. Don’t think I won’t.
-hisses- Do it and I will burn the hair off your vessel’s head.
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lordofpride:
-shoves at her weakly-
Stop that.
-pulls him into a hug, gently resting her hand on his back in a way that’s meant to be comforting-
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lordofpride:
-grumbles like a kid who is getting his cheeks pinched by a parent and turns his head away-
-smushes his cheeks and pulls him down so she can kiss his forehead-
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lordofpride:
No. Shut up.
-pats his cheek fondly- I will always miss you when you are gone from me, little bother.
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lordofpride:
Ugh. Why did I even ask.
I believe you secretly crave the reassurance that my admitting to missing you affords you.
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lordofpride:
Missed me?
-swallows the bite and pinches his cheek- More than you wish to hear about.
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lordofpride:
You said it, not me.
-pouts and picks up another cookie, viciously biting into it-
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lordofpride:
I’m not sure if I’m surprised or disgusted that you just said something on the level of Lilith.
-scowls- Take that back.
