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[lewd_spirit]

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*is gritting his teeth, and not looking too happy*

My Lord? I have news that may interest you. *takes a deep breath to calm himse-- yeah, right* Mephistopheles has fallen in love with Gabriel, the Archangel. This is a known fact; I saw them together, and he told me directly, as well. From what I've gathered from the encounter, I think

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[tartanineffable]

*blinks*

*blinks again*

*....very, very slowly* Never... fall in... love? Why you will... never? fall in love? ...But I th... ...bu... ...never fall in--

...*narrows his eyes, and hisses with a slitheriness that might make Crawly jealous* Demons.

[lewd_spirit]

*just smirks*

[tartanineffable]

*sharply* I think you ought to be ashamed of yourself. Demon or no demon, this sort of malicious behaviour is just unnecessary. What do you gain by breaking the heart of hurting one angel? How can this possibly be for purposes of gaining souls for your vile Master? You're just being cruel, and I think Crowley plenty of the demons round here have proved that that isn't necessary.

...*after that long speech of managing-not-to-cry-or-hit-him, does, finally, have to turn away, and mutters vaguely* I hate demons.

[reign_inhell]

*...sighs*

Is this His idea of a joke?

[lewd_spirit]

*frowns* ... My Lord?

[reign_inhell]

*paces for a bit*

If all things are planned and carried out by Him, and if everything is 'ineffable', then he most likely meant to have all my best demons fall in love with angels --or mortals-- (except for you and a few others, of course, old sport). And so, love ends up distracting them, hindering them, and they can't work properly with an angel hanging at their sides.

And they say that I don't play fairly.

[lewd_spirit]

I don't think I understand, my Lord-- I mean, I do understand, but-- ...

[1926bentley]

*in a tone that's actually quite similar to Aziraphale's*

Never fall in-- Oh, you bastard.

*can't help himself, and just punches him*

[lewd_spirit]

*...wasn't quite expecting Crowley back so soon, and is startled*

Wha- *punched, and reels backwards, glaring at Crowley*

Oh, it's you.

[1926bentley]

Yes, me.

*glares back, and quite obviously, is still in love with Aziraphale -- ineffability; who would've thought? :)*

You used him. You bloody used him. I told you that if you hurt him, I'd-- *breaks off, and clenches his fists*

[lewd_spirit]

*raises an elegant eyebrow*

*points to himself, and speaks veeery slowly, as if talking to a 4 year-old* Demon.