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We enter Phase Two of the BDP of SIAL...! Bwahaha. Ha. ...Hopefully there'll be a break in loggage soon so I'm not spamming anyone's flists terribly. XD
Anyway! First, a few threads -- Belle telling Acheron about Phlegethon loving Gabriel, and Belle telling Mama Hades and devising how best to punish Phleggy.
And then a quickbutimportant log of Belle and Acheron. In which Belle recruits her husband for help with torture and they still manage to be cute. Pain, yay!
Acheron: *here for fifteen minutes, yayz!*
Belle: *okay, well, this won't take long :D* *grins, the happyBellegrin of YAY TORTURE, and kisses*
Acheron: *happygrin of YAYMYWIFEISHAPPY and kisses back*
Belle: *beambeam* *in that evil way* I spoke with your mother.
Acheron: And you're still alive. What did she say?
Belle: *laughs* Yes, I am. *griiiiiin* She gave me leave to deal with the situation.
Acheron: Did she give you any guidelines?
Belle: Well, here's where you come in, love. *grins slowly* The one we'll be...dealing with...is an archangel by the name of Raphael. *emphasis on "dealing with" that basically conveys "putting in a great deal of pain"*
Acheron: And what do you suggest I do?
Belle: Like this, see. Raphael is Gabriel's best friend. If Gabriel thinks your brother was responsible for hurting him...*trails off, with happyevilgrin*
Acheron: *raises an eyebrow and then smiles* I've always loved the way you think, you know that?
Belle: *grin turns just plain happy for a second* *playfully* You'd better. *kisses again*
Acheron: *kisses back, and aughthisissocutehowdotheydoit?*
Belle: *whoknows?it'scrazy.XD* *beams* So you'll help make sure he thinks it's Phlegethon doing it?
Acheron: I think I can manage that.
Acheron: I think. I've never attacked an angel before. Not directly, at any rate.
Belle: *griiins* Nor have I. Should be a learning experience.,
Acheron: That it should be. *kisses her on the cheek* Any ideas how to do it?
Belle: *smiiiiiles* We'll think of something. *ponders breaking into Phlegethon's*
Acheron: *Phlegethon's what?* I've no doubt that we will. The torture always flew when you were administering it.
Belle: *...that made the typist choke for a second. his section of Peri's house.* *beams!* That's one of the sweetest things you've said to me.
Acheron: *that was the most innocent thing about this sentence, actually* *smiles back* I may be a wonderful liar, but that's the truest thing I've said all week.
Belle: *awwww -- wait. ... ...they are /so strange/* *beams and kisses* I love you. There's no one else I'd rather work with.
Acheron: *they /are/, they're /Hadeses/ ...and Zelles* I love you too. And likewise.
Belle: *griiiiin* I'll see what I can do, then. And let you know when we can. *winks*
Acheron: I'll be waiting with bated breath.
Belle: Me too. *really, looks nearly as happy as she did at the wedding* *and kisses again, whee*
Acheron: *kisses back! would never dream of doing anything else*
Anyway! First, a few threads -- Belle telling Acheron about Phlegethon loving Gabriel, and Belle telling Mama Hades and devising how best to punish Phleggy.
And then a quickbutimportant log of Belle and Acheron. In which Belle recruits her husband for help with torture and they still manage to be cute. Pain, yay!
Acheron: *here for fifteen minutes, yayz!*
Belle: *okay, well, this won't take long :D* *grins, the happyBellegrin of YAY TORTURE, and kisses*
Acheron: *happygrin of YAYMYWIFEISHAPPY and kisses back*
Belle: *beambeam* *in that evil way* I spoke with your mother.
Acheron: And you're still alive. What did she say?
Belle: *laughs* Yes, I am. *griiiiiin* She gave me leave to deal with the situation.
Acheron: Did she give you any guidelines?
Belle: Well, here's where you come in, love. *grins slowly* The one we'll be...dealing with...is an archangel by the name of Raphael. *emphasis on "dealing with" that basically conveys "putting in a great deal of pain"*
Acheron: And what do you suggest I do?
Belle: Like this, see. Raphael is Gabriel's best friend. If Gabriel thinks your brother was responsible for hurting him...*trails off, with happyevilgrin*
Acheron: *raises an eyebrow and then smiles* I've always loved the way you think, you know that?
Belle: *grin turns just plain happy for a second* *playfully* You'd better. *kisses again*
Acheron: *kisses back, and aughthisissocutehowdotheydoit?*
Belle: *whoknows?it'scrazy.XD* *beams* So you'll help make sure he thinks it's Phlegethon doing it?
Acheron: I think I can manage that.
Acheron: I think. I've never attacked an angel before. Not directly, at any rate.
Belle: *griiins* Nor have I. Should be a learning experience.,
Acheron: That it should be. *kisses her on the cheek* Any ideas how to do it?
Belle: *smiiiiiles* We'll think of something. *ponders breaking into Phlegethon's*
Acheron: *Phlegethon's what?* I've no doubt that we will. The torture always flew when you were administering it.
Belle: *...that made the typist choke for a second. his section of Peri's house.* *beams!* That's one of the sweetest things you've said to me.
Acheron: *that was the most innocent thing about this sentence, actually* *smiles back* I may be a wonderful liar, but that's the truest thing I've said all week.
Belle: *awwww -- wait. ... ...they are /so strange/* *beams and kisses* I love you. There's no one else I'd rather work with.
Acheron: *they /are/, they're /Hadeses/ ...and Zelles* I love you too. And likewise.
Belle: *griiiiin* I'll see what I can do, then. And let you know when we can. *winks*
Acheron: I'll be waiting with bated breath.
Belle: Me too. *really, looks nearly as happy as she did at the wedding* *and kisses again, whee*
Acheron: *kisses back! would never dream of doing anything else*