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[one_of_heaven]

You and you and you - such talk of dues. A word.

My sister was Made a High Angel, the Organic Lightborn, third in power only to the Holy Hermit Adam Kadmon and God Himself. She has been stripped of both rank an skill, in favour of... cooking abilities.

The disadvantage is clear: by your rule and dictum and Talon, a due has been formed - and this

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[erocook_ftw]

I dunno about that. I kinda like where I am right now, thanks.

[one_of_heaven]

Waaaaaah ~ ! There you are!

[erocook_ftw]

Yes, here I am. And here I'll stay.

[one_of_heaven]

Look - some amount of reason. What would you rather: perish due to the contagious stupidity of a Oscar Wilde's Would Be Boy Toy's company... or be daintily consumed by a pristine, polished High Angel ?

[erocook_ftw]

Heh, too bad I've never been really reasonable, and I'm pretty used to stupidity. I don't think I'd be very good eating anyway.

[one_of_heaven]

Oh, that's rather quite all right - sister's aura, really, all you've to do is... ah... lie still?

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[erocook_ftw]

Ah! In that case...

[erocook_ftw]

No.

[one_of_heaven]

...but darling, the Bible is conspicuously silent on the subject of casual nipping ~ !

[erocook_ftw]

Ah, but I'm not, and I've given you a great, resounding no.

Your sister will get her powers back tomorrow, anyway. I don't see what the problem is.

[one_of_heaven]

No problem at all.

Mere - ah - gratitude for your hosting them ever so benevolently! Come for tea, in fact...

[erocook_ftw]

You really don't take no for an answer, do you?

[one_of_heaven]

Not really ~ ♥ ~ not often.

[erocook_ftw]

Too bad.

[one_of_heaven]

Please...?

[erocook_ftw]

Dude, okay, listen.

I've already been advised against it, and I've already said no. So no. I'm not an idiot.