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[judgenotlest]

*ITP there is an Angel of Death and a demon clown*

Belial, I request that you refrain from touching me...

...And unhand that shrubbery this instant.

((belated intro post for Uriel, so there may be slowness. Hatter will also be around. ETA: Out for the night! Will pick up later Back!))

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[andcontrarywise]

The plant, Lord Uriel, is far more inclined to touch you than oneself - one only thought to help since it's apparent that the distraction is no aid for your memory.

[andcontrarywise]

...Mmh. Perhaps not.

*pulling the plant up again, ripping the roots out of the ground slowly*

[judgenotlest]

If I give you an apology will you stop this game you're playing.

[andcontrarywise]

For the apology of an archangel?

...It is a bargain.

[judgenotlest]

I apologize for the unfortunate slip of my tongue.

[andcontrarywise]

*eyes him a moment, then releases the plant in question*

One shall find a new game in that event.

[judgenotlest]

*sigh*

It would seem your mood is not pleasant. Is there a reason aside from myself?

[andcontrarywise]

Do you ever find one's mood other that unpleasant, angel?

[judgenotlest]

There are...degrees. And this is perhaps the most unpleasant I have seen you since arriving.

*btw, he is helping the plant you hurt to heal*

[andcontrarywise]

*of course you are, you dirty hippie angel - you probably smell like patchouli too*

Even a devil might have a bad day.

[judgenotlest]

*among other earthy things, probably*

...Yes, of course.