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[mr_mandros]

*[as a result of this post] Raphael lounges on a chair, his legs swung over the arm rest and his head resting on the other arm rest; on a table beside him is a tall glass of ouzo. He takes a long drag on a cigarette and insolently blows smoke rings at the ceiling. After a moment, he smirks and mutters dryly

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[reign_inhell]

*quite normal in this thread, thank you*

...

I don't know if I should take this as an insult, or not.

[mr_mandros]

*takes another pull on the cigarette and blows smoke in Lucifer's general direction, but doesn't actually look at him* If anyone should be insulted, I imagine it'd be Shakespeare.

*he waves vaguely* But this probably is all your fault, Lucifer.

[reign_inhell]

I don't mean that, I meant this-- *general gesture at Raphael*

... *decides that the best plan of action is to simply take this in stride* And why, pray tell, is this all my fault, Raphael?

[mr_mandros]

*sighs loudly in a mock show of magnanimity and gives him an impudent smirk* Is it suddenly a crime to smoke a cigarette in private? I had no idea that you were secretly the Surgeon General. *swings his legs around and sits upright anyway; he finishes the cigarette and tosses it to the floor, grinding it into the ground with his heel*

*he slouches into the chair lazily and crosses his legs, reaching for the glass of ouzo* Why, Luce, I'm surprised at you. You are the one who so loves to credit himself for the discovery of angelic freedom, aren't you, my dear?

[thanitohercules]

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My line.

[little_lady_d]

XD XD XD ... it's a good one?

[mr_mandros]

*were Raphael his usual self at the moment, he would probably not be plagiarizing the prince of Denmark, or at the very least would be apologizing for as much*

*as it is, he must, rather immaturely, point out that Lucifer started it first*

[homo_lettuce]

*poke*

[mr_mandros]

*he doesn't move from his position or even look at him, but at least he speaks to him*

What could you possibly want that's important enough to disturb me?

[homo_lettuce]

... I don't like your attitude.

*sits on him*

[mr_mandros]

*a slightly muffled "oof" and something like a look of disgust; he pushes him off (though probably only enough to get himself into a comfortable position)*

I don't happen to much like yours, either. *dryly* If you wanted a seat, silly, you could have just asked.