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[judgmentdivine]

[He's been fiddling with the NOC, not really out of need to use it but merely to give his hands something to do. After all, standing akin to a stone statue gets wearying, even for the divine.]

...something stirs beneath this city. A...diseased heartbeat...faltering.

[Long pause.]

A shroud of sin and darkness...how very curious.

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[iliveinrage]

How utterly fascinating.

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[judgmentdivine]

[Unamused archangel is unamused.]

It would be, to your ilk, demon.

[Yes, he's felt you, Wrath. And knows you well.]

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[iliveinrage]

[Bored demonic entity is bored]

Well, naturally. Sin is what I do. And darkness is just ever so fun, is it not.

[Just as well, her ego would be damaged otherwise.]

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[judgmentdivine]

[Michael's tone could probably freeze Hell.]

No. It is not.

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[iliveinrage]

[There's amusement there, because Hell is Hell; warm or cold, and she's been there. Although this just solidifies her theory that he's more than just a little Angel like Cas]

Tsk, tsk. Angel's the world over. No sense of fun at all.

You'd think you'd learn to have some in a millennia or more.

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[judgmentdivine]

Nay, demon. We merely flit about, cleaning up your messes.

And preventing those to come.

[Take that warning as you will, Wrath. Michael is not amused. And so he abandons the communicator, sending out his awareness through the city, immediately centering on the demon's presence.]

Give me thy name. The name of the vessel you contaminate.

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[iliveinrage]

[Oh, these little Angel types and their imposing presences. She just smirks.]

Patience, divine being, it's terribly rude to ask such personal questions. And we've just met and all.

[She's a little too smug for her own good sometimes; but with all this anger? Why not?]

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[judgmentdivine]

My name is Michael, and thy impertinence is less than flattering.

[Read in between the lines there, dear. Read very hard.]

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[iliveinrage]

[Oh, oh now that is just the juiciest little piece of information ever.]

My, my. Haven't we fallen a long way from home? Playing in the dirt are we, Archangel?

[She knows better of course, than to move any closer. Anything she might've tried with Castiel won't happen with Michael.]

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[judgmentdivine]

[Truly wonderful, the ability to speak without being face to face. Divinity's very cool sometimes. Atop his high perch, Michael's eyes narrow just the slightest.]

My business is my own, demon. Between my Father and I.

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[iliveinrage]

[That just makes her laugh, because she knows, she can't sense Him around here at all. She doesn't have that to worry about.]

Oh, I'm sure, and how is He, hmm? Had any indepth conversations recently?

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[judgmentdivine]

[That's all right. Michael has Dad's blessing.]

I am no gossip-mongerer to cater to your whims.

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[iliveinrage]

Please, like anything from on high is interesting enough to be called gossip.

[Hello boredom.]

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[judgmentdivine]

What have you to do with this city?