[much later that night…]

[dieinnafire]

[it is now devils hour; Radu is sitting relatively high up in a tree in a secluded area, leaning against the trunk while still in uniform, a cigarette dangling between his fingers though he's not actually smoking at the moment, and looking exhausted, stressed, and altogether pretty damn bad]

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[healingcock]

[on a branch a little higher up than you, wings out. waves his hand silently and the cigarette goes out]

[healingcock]

Why is that?

[dieinnafire]

[flicks a hand, setting the cigarette butt alight as he does so]

For what reason has the Archangel of Wind chosen to grace this lowly one with his presence tonight? I was under the impression we were not on speaking terms any longer.

[healingcock]

That's only if you feel like continuing to act like an asshole right now.

[sits down next to, holding out his own unlit cigarette]

Do you mind?

[dieinnafire]

[…lights it, pulling out one for himself as well]

[healingcock]

[takes a drag]

Wore yourself out?

[dieinnafire]

Fuck off.

[healingcock]

How hurtful. You've hurt me, Radu. I may never recover from your hurtful words. That hurt.

[dieinnafire]

[half-hearted glare over]

[healingcock]

Seriously, did you think I bought that?

[dieinnafire]

Go away, Raphael.

[healingcock]

After your attitude earlier? I don't think you have any right to tell me what to do.

[dieinnafire]

Then I shall leave.

[getting to his feet]

[healingcock]

[grabs Radu by scruff of his shirt and roughly shoves him back down]

Don't even think about running away.

[dieinnafire]

[grabs Raphael's wrist, glaring up at him]

Don't tell me what to do.

[healingcock]

[narrows his eyes, smirks]

What are you going to do about it?