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mekachu04"who are you Demon? Why have you come to Heaven?" the angel accused, "To spread discord and strife?"
any sympathy Crowley had was gone in a flash, and he tensed up, frowning, "sorry freeing you was a stain on heaven's reputation, won't do it again. i'll just be getting my friend, and leaving. promise i won't try to help anybody else again."
the throne looks ashamed at least, its form moving cautiously, as if to gesture for Crowley to wait. "Why did you free me, truly?"
"How could i not...." he looked helplessly at the collection of trapped angels. "Are you all... aware? because it... it looks like you are."
"we are," conceded the throne.
"I came up here to rescuse my friend, and to leave. so yes. in a way, i'm here to spread strife, sure. But.. that's not my endgame. I just want my friend."
"Your friend, are they another demon?"
"Satan no! no, they're the best damn angel left around here!.... and .... i just can't get anybody up here to realize that." he trailed off, glaring down at his own clenched fists.
the throne softened around the edges, "I haven't heard either side talk about the other like that in a very long time demon." it murmured, a soft sad chime of bells.
Swallowing thickly, Crowley force himself to relax, unclenching his fists. "Crowley."
"Hello Crowley, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Quelamia. Thank you. for freeing me."
Crowley nodded, feeling calmer.
"Please show me how to free the others, so we can help you find your friend. The angel."
any sympathy Crowley had was gone in a flash, and he tensed up, frowning, "sorry freeing you was a stain on heaven's reputation, won't do it again. i'll just be getting my friend, and leaving. promise i won't try to help anybody else again."
the throne looks ashamed at least, its form moving cautiously, as if to gesture for Crowley to wait. "Why did you free me, truly?"
"How could i not...." he looked helplessly at the collection of trapped angels. "Are you all... aware? because it... it looks like you are."
"we are," conceded the throne.
"I came up here to rescuse my friend, and to leave. so yes. in a way, i'm here to spread strife, sure. But.. that's not my endgame. I just want my friend."
"Your friend, are they another demon?"
"Satan no! no, they're the best damn angel left around here!.... and .... i just can't get anybody up here to realize that." he trailed off, glaring down at his own clenched fists.
the throne softened around the edges, "I haven't heard either side talk about the other like that in a very long time demon." it murmured, a soft sad chime of bells.
Swallowing thickly, Crowley force himself to relax, unclenching his fists. "Crowley."
"Hello Crowley, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Quelamia. Thank you. for freeing me."
Crowley nodded, feeling calmer.
"Please show me how to free the others, so we can help you find your friend. The angel."
