Sins of the Father, PART I

[deadvil_horrer]

¨To give you fair warning. I hardly think anything short of chaos would ensue if eleven of Heaven´s ambassador´s suddenly went on strike and tried to kill the Creator without at least informing you.¨ Inclining his head slightly, Collin watched Jordan carefully. The tension in the room was no worse than it had been earlier, but this was treacherous

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[deadvil_horrer]

Rastell raised his brows, a look that his brother soon copied as well, amusement flickering across their gazes. "So by forgiving you, you're saying that we're still judging you by appearance?" Rastell shook his head, a grin lighting up his features. "Man oh man Flamingo boy, you're pretty complicated."

Neiran didn't say anything, he just leaned up against his brother, hand resting on the top of the other's shoulder. From the looks of things, Rastell did most of the talking for the pair.

"So how about this then Flamingo." Rastell continued, his hand reaching over to run along the curve of his twin's hip. "How about you just tell us about yourself, instead of leaving us to do all the figuring."

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Usari stopped, blinking at Ciaran in a way that was almost comical. "What, you mean are my brothers sluts?" He made a soft noise of disbelief. "As if. The only ones that are really easy are the Twins and..." He trailed off, realization dawning in his eyes. "Oh."

Huh. The only signatures of energy he could detect left in the living room were...

"OH." Usari tightened his hand around Ciaran's waist. "Do you suppose they're already...uh...you know." Translation: Is it even safe for us to go inside this way?