[This is the flapping sound of massive wings, and such heralds the entrance of a mad, pissy high angel into the city. Won't you come say hello? ♥ ]
Imbeciles, fools - you think to restrain me in this place? Do you not know of my station far above the likes of - is it you, sister, to indulge in more of such vile trickery; to attempt this - you
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How very quaint.
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Has this place befuddled you?
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You will do well to remember the name Rosiel, won't you? After all, it is not one easy forgotten.
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Ah, herein lies the problem - I know no Rosiel.
Of what manner are you?
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Has your memory completely left you, wretched one?
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The only princes of hell are my brothers, and I their king.
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Careful, now. I might just have your tongue for that.
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