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[justasaleswoman]

Demons, like any other group with more than two members, have to contend with gossip. With rumors presented as news and opinions as fact. With stories that have been embellished and embroidered and left the way a meatsuit tends to get left -- in rather less pristine condition than it was found

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[theunsmiling]

There's a point at which the barstool two down from Verity is occupied by an angel.

Said angel is wearing a T-shirt that reads Sanity is back-ordered. Sarcasm is in unlimited supply.

She's got one elbow propped up on the bar, looking surprisingly comfortable. (Well, it would be surprising to some.)

"Fancy meeting you here. Creature."

[justasaleswoman]

Verity sets her drink down next to her purse, and smiles.

"Hello, darling.

"Come here often?"

[theunsmiling]

"Mmm," Michael says noncommittally, lifting her cup of coffee and taking a drink.

"Often enough for my purposes. And you for yours."

How utterly unanticipated for both of them.

Wait.

[justasaleswoman]

Ever so very unanticipated.

"How the hell have you been, Michael?"

[theunsmiling]

"In Hell."

Her mouth is pursed tight. Irritation will do that.

"Thee and thy kind are a very great trial, indeed."

[justasaleswoman]

"Well, that is kind of the point of Hell, after all.

"Did you get out before the tribulation began?"

[theunsmiling]

"This time," Michael says, voice very dry, "I was the tribulation. Along with my brother."

Well.

They were tribulation enough for Christian, anyway.

[justasaleswoman]

Verity considers this for a moment.

Michael's world is a weird place.

"So, what? You went with him to get the last of the boxes from his ex's place or something?"

[theunsmiling]

Michael snorts.

"Would that it were so simple."

[justasaleswoman]

"Well, don't keep a girl in suspense, darling."

It's just mean to tease people.

Verity would know.

"Why were you and your prodigal brother sojourning in Hell?"

[theunsmiling]

"To treat with Satan."

Someone here looks pissy. It is probably not Verity.

"On his part. And to prevent him slipping into his old ways, on mine."

She is doubtful whether or not that actually worked.

[justasaleswoman]

"So, getting his boxes and keeping him from taking the bitch back?"

[theunsmiling]

Michael flicks her fingers dismissively.

It doesn't quite detract from the accompanying snort.

"To put it in very human terms, yes."

[justasaleswoman]

Verity takes another sip of her drink before she asks, "And did it work?"

[theunsmiling]

"I'll get back to you in a century."

The wry twist to Michael's mouth may be unexpected.

Except that Lucifer is, after all, her brother.

She's not the one that forgets that.

[justasaleswoman]

"Maybe I'll put it on my calendar," Verity says.

"And flag it for follow up."