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[ Angel Devil. ]
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[ 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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_{or is that really just saying "temptation" again...? I have a hard time picturing people not being motivated by temptation SOME way or another.}

[catposting]

It's not-not temptation.

But I'd liken it more to parsimony. I'd grown too used to not having to lift a finger to get anything done.

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Ahh. One fears we lost our edge and flexibility, applying naught but the mallet.

no blood again yadda yadda

[catposting]

[ he gives a shadow of a smirk, but otherwise keeps staring at the ceiling. ]

I can still do it. The skill has more restrictions on it than it does back home, but if the target is fully alive and fully an animal...

... well, who knows if that guy's alive, anyhow.

Re: no blood again yadda yadda

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Our wolfly liege is... probably something a little beyond life and death, if I had to hazard a guess.

Re: no blood again yadda yadda

[catposting]

... Figured as much. But if I see the shot, I'm taking it.

why did i not get a notif for this!!!!!!

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_{[ in an idle drawl, ]}

Golbez would have gotten on well with you.

[catposting]

Mmm? What's he like?

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Last I recall? Working for the good boy side to kill the dark god. Though... he's got... no pretense about it. Just that unapologetic conviction to try...

Even though it's his death warrant.

[catposting]

Good thing I'm already dead.

[ shrugs, eyes coming back into focus. ]

Besides. I have something I need to do before I disappear. Losing to some eldritch puppy isn't an option.

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~~?

Tell me~.

[catposting]

[ looks contemplative. ]

Maybe when you're older.

[finalbows]

Oh, for-- we're back to THIS again!

[catposting]

[ stretches, shifting to make himself more comfortable on the Rose pillow. ]

I made a promise to someone, is all. A very wicked person. [ yawns. ] You'd find them pitiful, I'm sure.

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[ doing math ]
[ doing math ]
[ doing math ]

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[finalbows]

You presume a lot, of my opinions of others.

[catposting]

Is that so?

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I reserve my pity only for the most particularly pathetic.

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[catposting]

[ lmao, Rosebell. this one would break your heart. ]

[catposting]

Well, I've been wrong before. Time will tell, I suppose.

... You should at least try to sleep before tomorrow.

[finalbows]

<sub>[ you caught him yawning...

wearily, ]</sub>

I suppose.

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[catposting]

[ he searches Angie's eyes for a moment, palms pressed against the pillow, and almost looks like he wants to say something else.

(To be honest, by the time I got here, I thought I'd forgotten how to feel much of anything.)
(But you...)
(I would have killed you. I would have brought you back. And you never would have known.)
(I'd break your heart, too. For your own good.)
(You're not the only wicked one here.)

(And that puppy wasn't my only teammate.)

(Stay.)
(I miss you.) ]

[catposting]

[ he sits up. dusts himself off, and starts to rise. ]

Mm. See you, then.

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<sub>[ there's something, in the cat's eyes. and then there's nothing, as he rises to drift away.


it'll come in its time, angel devil thinks. after all, their conversation tonight nearly began with a claim that Akrinak felt he'd spilled too much of himself, too fast. ]</sub>

Tomorrow, soon enough~. Maybe I'll bust out Shadow Fiend's old chicory stash, if I'm feeling too groggy before our little adventure.

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[catposting]

[ it's the little things, sometimes, that show how far the Angel of Death's attachments have truly come.

Angie and Dove aren't so different.

Akrinak props up the pillow against the wall, grinning back with a mock salute. ]

Soon enough.

[ he leaps up, landing nimbly on the windowsill. ready to spring out. ]