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[cursed_bird]

::aya had given him a book of simple spells, and, as she claimed, there were several healing spells in it. one promised to heal anything and everything, one would mask pain and mend tissue damage, and one was specifically for the immediate repair of broken bones. the only thing left was to contact the witness.::

::Nagi? Are ye around?::

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[tastes_of_honey]

::Schu appears fresh from work in a long dark green trench coat, matching pants, and a yellow tie that should melt eyeballs. He has a bandage on one cheekbone and a somewhat crazier than usual gleam in his eyes, but he's definitely in a good mood.::

::Huh. Odd mental scent. Like... power. Was Farf messing with God's poutine again? Screaming at angels? Could be interesting. And he missed his wolf....::

::I'm baaaaaaaaack. Somebody miss me already.::

[cursed_bird]

::Who... Schuldig? Ye're back, good. I'll be with ye in a moment. ...I've a visitor here I need to deal with first. Please, come in.::

I've company, and You were not invited. Leave, and take Your glorious lies with You.

[tastes_of_honey]

::walks in, stretching luxuriously::

::Sure. I give you the best glorious stuff anyway.::

[cursed_bird]

::This is a muchly different sort of glorious, love.::

::gesturing violently at the apparition in the corner, teeth bared and all but yelling::

My only interest in Your lineage is the colour of his blood and the wound his death left in Your side! You will be gone from this place, or I will drive You out! ...Do not think I cannot do what I say, for I keep my promises, Deceiver!

[tastes_of_honey]

::Farf's arguing with God again. This might take a while. Schu can kind of see Him too if he squints. Meh. Not so glorious.::

::Schu wonders idly what you would use to cast God out. Surely the place has seen enough blood, blasphemy, and murder already. Lots of sodomy too. Hell, they brought the Word's desecrated body here. God should just figure out He's unwanted already.::

[cursed_bird]

Aye, Marley, come once more in Your chains and I'll strike You down as I struck Your son... ::snarling:: Enough. I'll speak no word but mine, now go! Leave! ::...and there's a poinard quivering in the wall::

::farf turns, in full-on "kill it all better" mode, then blinks, his rage fading, and raises a hand to hover just above schuldig's cheek:: Ye're hurt, love.

[tastes_of_honey]

I got grazed by a ricochet. Happens sometimes. I killed it all better.

::Schu's feeling kind of... deflated. Sulky. He's been gone for ages and his employer was a total ass and he hasn't even had sex with anyone else--he was saving himself for this--and this is not the homecoming he was expecting. At least Nagi was happy to see him.::

[cursed_bird]

Good. ::closes his eye and takes a deep breath, then lets it out, and... there. to hell with God - his team's here.::

I'm very pleased to see ye, pretty. Ye were sorely missed.

[tastes_of_honey]

...really?

::Being telepathic doesn't mean Schu doesn't like to hear it said because saying involves effort and makes it mean more. He's aware that he can be a big girl sometimes but so what? Everybody likes to be appreciated.::

I missed you.

[cursed_bird]

Really. ::smiles:: And now that I'm no longer in pieces, I can prove it to ye. ::have a warm hug and a slightly hotter kiss::

[tastes_of_honey]

Mmmm. I still have to test to make sure all the parts are in the right place and working correctly. ::have a warm hug and kiss and a hot grope::

[cursed_bird]

As I need to check and make certain that ye've only scratched your pretty face, love. ::have another kiss, and stroking over your shoulders and chest::

::Nagi? Are ye staying, or going?::

[killwithmymind]

::If you want some time together, I can head out. If you want to plan destruction and mayhem, I'll stick around.::

::If you want a threesome, I'll totally stick around.::

[tastes_of_honey]

::I'm open-minded so I'm leaving it up to our former patient, hon.::

[tastes_of_honey]

::I'm open to anything. I haven't seen you guys in ages.::

::Have a friendly little grind!::

[cursed_bird]

::Then stay, Nagi. And ye, pretty... - kiss - my house has made a surprise for ye. I think it missed ye as I did.::

::kisses you, and again, pulling you in tight and petting from The Hair down to your ass::