11th Transformation

[thisismyjob]

[audio]

[Lulu Bell sounds weary.  Could that have anything to do with all of the angel battling she's been doing?]

My apologies to those I may have... inconvenienced during the last curse.  I bear you no ill will.  I ask that you return the courtesy.

[apartment action]

[Since the end of the last curse, Lulu Bell has been holed up in her room

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[conductyourself]

Likewise. [ Despite the short reply, his voice isn't without sincerity. After a moment's awkward silence, he figures it proper that they at least know one another's names. ]

My name is Clef, and yours?

[thisismyjob]

[She does nothing to break the awkward silence. Seriously, conversation is not her strong point, cursed or not.]

Lulu Bell.

You fight well.

[conductyourself]

[ His, neither - although he's pretty used to leading the conversation with people who are even quieter than he is. When there is necessary conversation to lead, in any case. ]

Thank you. [ Actually does smile a little. ] That's quite a compliment, considering your own skill.

You haven't sustained any serious injuries, have you?

[ Probably nottttttt, since she was still doing okay the last time he saw her, but he'd rather ask than remember. ]

[thisismyjob]

Mm.

[She is utterly baffled by the friendliness. She did kill him, didn't she? Odd.]

Not serious, no. Have you recovered fully?

[deathbutler]

Done with your fun, now?

[thisismyjob]

Fun?

[deathbutler]

... Fun?

[thisismyjob]

It wasn't fun.

I'm sorry forever

[dude_imbatman]

You apologize? You apologize. Well isn't that just friggin' awesome. You apologize. You got my girlfriend ganked. You stole Cas' body and you apologize.

Awesome. Really friggin' awesome.

Well, she DID do all of that...

[thisismyjob]

You failed to list several of my misdeeds, but yes.

What would you have me do?

Yeah he doesn't really have answers though. He's just being a dick

[dude_imbatman]

Yeah just sort of concerned with the ones done to me and mine.

Fuck if I know. Sorry is just lame.

Oh, Dean.

[thisismyjob]

I can do no more than what I have.

(Private)

[valentineluke]

Any regrets?

(Private)

[thisismyjob]

I regret wasting my time.

Action;

[dreamsofnoah]

[Road is lying back on a couch in their living room, attempting to fix a live bat to Lero's head - something which neither the golem nor the bat seem too pleased about, but the small Noah looks content enough. And she doesn't bother acknowledging Lulu beyond a glance in her direction.]

Action;

[thisismyjob]

[Lulu Bell looks over. Oh, the things children do to amuse themselves.]

We should go out.

Action;

[dreamsofnoah]

Aren't you too busy impersonating angels any more?

Action;

[thisismyjob]

[She makes an angry little noise in response. Lulu Bell didn't enjoy this last week, thank you.]

Look outside.