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[one_of_heaven]

Sandalphon.

Your true name, as El's word, stands inversed among seven mirrors, ash upon it, and sigil, bloodied albumen and plumage.

It is glass and frail and shattered.

Such is my word, such is my ward, and my blood draws the circle

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[silkcutremix]

How about a bit of rex between two slices of sourdough?

[one_of_heaven]

You know the way of your curses.

And I know mine.

[silkcutremix]

Oh come off it. I was being friendly for once.

More to lick off me fingers.

[one_of_heaven]

All creatures are their true name, as God has wished it.

All true names once spoken can be undone.

[silkcutremix]

... So who undid you?

[alexielobsessed]

((OOC: OH SNAP))

[one_of_heaven]

Lucifael, the true name.

Lucifer, the pseudonym.

All Fallen Angels bear two names.

...Constantine, you are human. You bear no angelic sigil. You barely bear a name. Tell me - what do you think will take to undo you?

[silkcutremix]

Plenty. I'm a mere mortal after all. Life's a fragile little thing. Snuffing us is a creative outlet I'm sure.

I've done a lot more in the fifty-ish years I've been here than a lot of other immortals can claim.

Bit of drama upstairs today?

[one_of_heaven]

I bear no patience for your whims.

[silkcutremix]

Drama upstairs.

[one_of_heaven]

...four shades and four nights and four times the four, for nightmare, for sorrow, for curse...

[silkcutremix]

Come again?

[one_of_heaven]

...out. Get out. Idiot.

[silkcutremix]

Curses aren't your forte, are they?