Random Tidbit; dating rule
See, um, there are also other rules that go with The Rule. Kind of like the Bill of Rights goes with The Constitution. Separate entities, but they're related. Just like The Rule and the rule are related. There are a lot of regulations to keep daemons and angels from just shamelessly beating and bombing and destroying the Hell out of one another, but there are also regulations to keep us from actually getting along. One of them, which we call the rule in, yes, threatening italics, forbids daemons and angels from... dating.
I broke it. I swear I didn't mean to, and if you tell anyone, I really will find a way to damn your eternal soul. It wasn't something I planned, and it certainly isn't something I am proud of. In fact, I wish it had never happened, and for the sake of sanity, I pretend it never did. But if Hank was going to send angels to oversee The Rule, then he was going to send Angels. Archangels. The big, bad hands of God himself. And that meant Gabriel and Micheal. Gabe and Miche. Miche. Yeah, I, little daemon Cix, dated the Archangel Micheal.
I broke it. I swear I didn't mean to, and if you tell anyone, I really will find a way to damn your eternal soul. It wasn't something I planned, and it certainly isn't something I am proud of. In fact, I wish it had never happened, and for the sake of sanity, I pretend it never did. But if Hank was going to send angels to oversee The Rule, then he was going to send Angels. Archangels. The big, bad hands of God himself. And that meant Gabriel and Micheal. Gabe and Miche. Miche. Yeah, I, little daemon Cix, dated the Archangel Micheal.