A Recipe For Migraine Relief

[demon_james]

*The Heavenly *gags* Choir is giving me a sodding migraine that WON'T go away. Gotta do something about that

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[demon_viggo]

I am so proud.

[demon_james]

*I grin at you and purr, then whisper lowly.*

All that sodding singing was getting on my bloody nerves. Something had t'be done 'bout it. It'll wear off eventually, but I'm getting . . . jacked up at the thought of all those squishy, goody-goody *gags* Angels getting all bloody depressed without their l'il sing alongs.

*I give a wickedly fangy grin.*

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[demon_viggo]

*smirking*

Time to put you on the Rack then. Or we do have those baths filled with warm blood..

[demon_james]

*I toss my head back and laugh*

Well, seeing as how you mentioned it, Master . . . I only needed a l'il bit of that virgin's blood for the recipe, and I couldn't bloody well let the rest go to waste . . . so if that's what you've got on your mind, Viggo -- one hot virgin's blood bath coming right up!

*I purr, and sing a little song to myself as I go to heat the blood to a nice, cozy temperature.*

[angel_dave]

*watches rabid weasels attack cookies*

Y'know, they really seem to like them!

[angel_sean]

*walks in and heals the weasels*

DON'T LET THEM GET TO THE CHOIR'S COOKIES!

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[angel_dave]

*Looks up, then back down at the plate of cookies*

Huh? Oh!

*Pounces on plate, upsetting various weasels and cookies*

Oops...

*Returns cookies to plate, dusting off fluff*

I hope they're not too damaged!

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[angel_sean]

*snaps my fingers and all the weasels vanish*

*falls down with a sigh*

I think that's all of them!