[...Damnit, Lucifer. And both the words and the laughing are unsettling, but he shrugs it off and mostly pretends he doesn't know what Lucifer's talking about.]
Everyone is like this, it seems. It appears to be an event.
Though I believe it has skipped me, this time.
[Guess who still has the very few and weak things he retained after the grace incident?]
[Rei doesn't often laugh at the misfortune of others, but she makes an excepion now, for the angels. How dare all of you use her vision as a reason to attack one of her closest friends. And, then, within a week, you all become bumbling humans just like the rest of them.
The irony is delicious.
But somehow, taunting Lucifer doesn't quite hold the same satisfaction as it does with Raphael. So instead, she simply watches. There's no sympathy, nor empathy. There's no verbal taunting or teasing or laughter.
[She sees and she hates it. It's just manipulation -- strategic manipulation -- and seeing Castiel fall for it is a lot more difficult than it looks. But she doesn't bother telling Castiel not to trust a single word out of his mouth -- she can do that off-camera, away from Lucifer's eyes.]
The three of you don't deserve an ounce of sympathy from me.
[She doesn't need a damn nametag to know who the fuck you are. Luckily enough for Jo, she pays attention to her surroundings -- and the only angel left with a name to match that face would be:]
[She looks surprised, for a moment, before she snorts to herself.]
I'll let you figure it out on your own -- let you live in suspense for once in your life.
[Does she sound bitter? Because she is. Because she died so that the Winchesters could kill your sorry ass and here you are, in the flesh, living and breathing her damn air.]
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I need to talk to you, brother.
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[Fear: It makes bigger dicks out of... Gabriel.]
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Be quiet.
[Enochian, because who knows if filters work]
If you're trying to prove me wrong, to prove that when I ask you for help you won't just twist the knife, you're failing.
I know you're angry with me but stop.
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[He knows exactly what it is, of course. He just can't help rub it in a little, especially while Lucifer's powerless.]
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Or don't. Lucifer laughs a little.]
Little brother, we become more alike every day. But you know that, don't you?
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Everyone is like this, it seems. It appears to be an event.
Though I believe it has skipped me, this time.
[Guess who still has the very few and weak things he retained after the grace incident?]
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Lucky you. If you wanted, you could even have revenge on me.
Has it hit the others?
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The irony is delicious.
But somehow, taunting Lucifer doesn't quite hold the same satisfaction as it does with Raphael. So instead, she simply watches. There's no sympathy, nor empathy. There's no verbal taunting or teasing or laughter.
There is only a grim satisfaction.]
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It's funny; I still know what you're thinking.
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The three of you don't deserve an ounce of sympathy from me.
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[In fact if she had offered it, it would've been the last straw.]
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Lucifer.
[The 'you bitch' is silent.]
Welcome to the mortal world.
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So he rubs his jaw and studies her.]
And you are...?
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I'll let you figure it out on your own -- let you live in suspense for once in your life.
[Does she sound bitter? Because she is. Because she died so that the Winchesters could kill your sorry ass and here you are, in the flesh, living and breathing her damn air.]
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Yes, and it's best done in person. I'm with Gabriel. ...Can you find us?
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Not. Without. Coordinates.
[You people are all goddamn difficult she hates you all sob.]
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I'll send them when we get there. [He has NO IDEA where Gabriel is taking him, to be honest.]
Have you seen Michael?
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