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[ Angel Devil. ]
[  chatcube, or action. ]
[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]

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2/2

[finalbows]

_{[ the green coin starts to glow red in his fingers, and he lets it go to hover in the air so that won't scald him as it keeps heating up-- ]}

1/3

[catposting]

[ his eyes follow its path, lips parted in a half-formed protest.

it's not about satisfaction.
it's not about how he'd felt after the fact, because it had happened anyway.
it had happened, it could never unhappen, and despite the gaping hole in his mind, despite him truly believing that he hadn't needed to remember, part of him had still wondered.
wondered if he had always been a prisoner of his own bloodlust.
wondered if he'd killed that Disciple simply because he could.

it's true, in a way.
his tale is one of twin lives: one that covets, one that spurns.
only one survives, every time.
he destroys the other.
he just can't help himself. ]

2/3

[catposting]

[ he blinks, shaking away the invisible droplets of his delayed stupor. ]

[catposting]

[ and starts laughing. there's a manic edge to it, soft, cold -- yet still fond, somehow -- an inverse reflection of yesterday's theatrics. ]

Fire really is your go-to, huh?

[finalbows]

<sub>[ as the coin turns red, to yellow, to finally white-hot, a tiny, localized Flare Star goes off around it, leaving not a trace.

Angie dusts off his hands anyway. ]</sub>

You could say I'm a fan of the story of Prometheus. Want to try that again?

[catposting]

[ ... he's been holding the striped coin this whole time. it's somehow still in one piece. he opens his palm, letting it float over to Angie. ]

One cute redhead, coming up. Want to do the honors?

[finalbows]

Sure.

_{[ he takes over the float, letting it hover over a fingertip... before flicking it to make it drop into the water. ]}

[catposting]

[ plunk. ]

[ as the memory starts to unfold, a vague yet sharp annoyance crosses his face -- this wasn't the memory he'd intended to show. after a few seconds, he just sighs silently, resigned, the depths of his exhaustion finally breaking the surface of his ever-calm facade. rolling his eyes, he perches on the edge of the fountain, letting it play out. ]

[finalbows]

_{[ nosy nosy angel devil watching this one with far less melancholy~... ]}

Better watch out. We have a horse team now. That might mean she's statistically more likely to show up.

[catposting]

[ honestly he doesn't have the brainpower after all of this to react appropriately so he just ]



Wow. Akrinak would be tiny.

[finalbows]

A pocket sized heater would actually be quite useful right about now...

[catposting]

Not that tiny. Could it be that tiny?

[finalbows]

I don't see why not, if there's an upper limit depending on an output of energy. We call that a "faucet," yes?

[catposting]

I think the noble and mighty Ancient would object.

[ though it is very funny to think about. if he starts laughing again he might not stop. ]

[finalbows]

Ohh, boo hoo, offending the mighty primal forces of nature~. Like I've never done that before.

--you know what!

Speaking of pocket-sized! I was right!

[catposting]

[ ....... yeah no he's still lagging ]



Come again?

[finalbows]

You aren't a completely synthetic lifeform after all!

[catposting]

[ the only reason he's not erupting into a manic laughing fit right here is due to the fact that they're still somewhat in public ]

Yeah, yeah, the genius Angel Devil was right again.

[finalbows]

And don't you forget it!

[catposting]

[ flicks a dice at his head. it probably bounces off his Protect but it's the thought that counts. ]

If you really want to win, find me in an hour. Bring me something cute that isn't a memory.

1/2

[finalbows]

<sub>[ it bounced. A 3. ]

"something cute that isn't a memory...?" what is THAT supposed to mean...</sub>

2/2

[finalbows]

<sub>[ it really took me this long to think of 'something cute' for him to bring


Angel Devil shows up carrying Sheep Fiend like the lil guy is a teddy bear. How the fuck did you track down sheep fiend buddy]</sub>

[catposting]

[ there are leaves in his hair. maybe he went into the forest to scream a little kill things appreciate mother nature's gift of winter. he looks VERY amused at the offering ]

Damn, you really want to win.

[finalbows]

Yes, I do. This is a ritual where the criteria are, also, extremely within my means. It would be a waste not to.

[catposting]

[ he snorts ]

Best of luck, then. You first.

...

You can put him down now.