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It was quite possibly the best catastrophic coverup Caine had ever witnessed in person. Very very poorly did he coverup but there was some form of attempt there. Maybe?

Pulling at another feather, a little harder this time, they try hard not to break their cool just yet,” Oooooh buddy, I can not believe that an angel of god himself just tried to pull a fast one over me and lie. Where’s the professionalism there, Apollo? Aren’t you supposed to be the definition of greatness and being good.”

Sticking their tongue out and shaking a finger in mock detest, they could not help let out one unrestrained giggle before they continued,” But, uh, have you never once transformed into any other form? Like you know you can do that right? Right?? Or do you just like being cramped in small spaces with these giant ass wings.”

Trying to restrain themself from full on busting up with laughter the demon inched to rest at the edge of the bed; almost hovering around the clearly very embarrassed angel, “ You could have any form and think, you could show it off in public. Be adored by many people. Sounds nice right? Cut a deal with me and I’ll help you change forms and we can you know. Have a good time. Unless you want to just stay in here and be miserable and have no one give you any attention.” Giving one last tug to his wings they relinquish their hold to flop back onto the bed, tail lazily moving as they waited for their companions decision.

At the tug of another feather, Apollo swings around on his stool and yanks his wings closer to himself - using them to hide himself as Caine rambles and talks away. Apollo had never felt so embarrassed in his life! Or..well, after life. "First of all, we're the definition of worldly love and acceptance! But I am pretty sure that does not extend to...demons." He almost grimaces at the word, his wings uncurling from around himself.

"You lot are the definition of evil, if I am not to be mistaken. We are not to be friends, and we angels are not to like or love any of you! If I have to cover my posterior with lies to you, then so be it. God can not punish me there." The snootiness just leaks from Apollo's voice, showing his own self-righteousness again.

His proud body language drops to something more curious, however..but he tries to cover up the fact that he..would like to learn how to transform into a human form. It would be fun! But..learn it from a demon?..Apollo pauses for a moment before responding, "Why? Why should I, Caine? This is my true form, I am not here to play around. I am here to do my job. I have had no need for a human form before as I was gifted with this form from god himself, and I was given a job!"

Apollo thinks to go on, but..instead sighs in defeat.

"...Oh, fine. It would be better than being stuck here in this tiny apartment with you all day. What's the catch?"

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Rolling their eyes at the pompousness that basically leaked from the angel, Caine wove their way into the room. Taking comfort in flopping right on the bed, tail swishing happily as they smiled,” Well, my friend, I’m glad you asked! Ya see its getting real dull around here and I know that you’re very enraptured by yourself but I want to go out and I can’t go out and leave you here.” Nudging themselves close they lick their lips before baring their teeth in another grin,” How about small truce and me and you go and get something to eat, maybe mingle a little with the humans. Have a day off so to speak.”

Offering a small wink they continued,” We could cut a deal right now, small truce and we get to have some fun and not stay locked up inside.”

By all means Apollo could cut this deal off fast and immediately dash their dreams of doing something other than staying cooped up in some tiny house, which ideally was NOT what they were wanting. But, knowing this angel he probably would play along, hopefully. They had been playing these catch and chase games for a long time, what harm would it be in just. Taking a break for a bit. Might be nice

“Oooooor you know we can stay holed up in here and you can mess with your feathers a bit more, which, when we do go out those are uh.. gonna have to be put up y’know?” Carefully hooking a claw over a feather they gave it a small experimental tug in time with their words. Just to add a little emphasis.

“So, what do ya say we got a deal or what?”

Apollo did try and listen intently to everything Caine had to say - he really did. But he was easily distracted. First, by the fact that the demon was actually coming closer, and then second by the fact that the fucke--the, the demon had pulled at his wing.

Of course, he still managed to retain the information..Apollo wanted to make sure he wouldn't get caught in any kind of loop, or..game, he guesses. But there is the one little tidbit of suggestion of...using a form other than his Angel form.

Which..catches Apollo off-guard, to say the least.

Yes, Apollo has been doing this angel thing for a while. Yes, he's been around humans for a while...but..he..he hadn't really mastered the art of...using a form other than his angel one. And he didn't really want Caine to find out.

"I--! That-! Is a preposterous idea! We are here to do our jobs and...nothing else! Just my job! And just your job!" He starts to bluff, an embarrassed blush creeping onto his face as he tries to, well..cover his ass. "What kind of angel would I be if I just loitered around with humans all day? Where's the professionalism?!"

Apollo crosses his arms, huffing as he looks away from Caine..but then he gives in. He was taught never to lie, even if it's to a demon. The most defeated look crosses his face as he lets out the faux-breath he was holding. "And-and I-, I don't have any other form than this one."

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How long had they been stuck in this stalemate for? Mutually coexisting in the same space….mutually trying to win over the real humans that occupied this household? Way too fucking long that was for sure. Poised a little precariously on the edge of the couch, the demon trailed a claw across the fabric. Idly picking and pulling at the strings.

Things were…..Boring.

They had been at this for so long that they were very quickly running out of ideas as far as pestering their companion. Or winning over the two souls they were sent here to actually retrieve; so close but still so far. Hell them and Apollo had been tussling for years now over many issues but this one was very quickly becoming their longest stalemate to date.

Said humans that had not so graciously taken in the demon and angel were gone for the day off doing what humans do with their short lifespans. Slaving away at the working industry and so on and so on. Leaving said demon and angel alone. Once again. Like they did most of the week.

Rolling over on the couch the demon picked at their pointed teeth, contemplating whether or not to actually get up and maybe do something with their day. Could explore a little of the outside, seemed like a nice after all. Could maybe swindle some stuff, have some fun… but that would mean leaving Apollo alone and if one of the humans came back…. Could just bring him along. That was an idea.

Rolling off the couch they sauntered over to where the angel was currently residing in the household, aka one of the spare bedrooms. Probably taking his sweet time getting ready for the day. As usual. Knocking their tail against they door, and a plastered on grin on their lips Caine gave the doorknob a twist, just peaking their head in,” Wakey wakey my friend I have a proposition for you today.” A little too sickly sweet with their words they kept themselves planted in the doorway, awaiting a reply.

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Apollo had decided, a few months back, that this job...was taking too long. Too much. He was used to jobs maybe taking a couple of weeks, months...but not this long. It was tiring! Sure, Apollo was an angel - but he lacked the patience of a saint. But, as he was taught...slow and steady won the race.

He tried not to get too distracted in his thoughts as he got ready, making himself all nice and tidy..making sure his hair had just the right amount of curl in it...all that kind of fun stuff - he had to look good, after all. But then came the task of his wings - which was one hell of a task.

He liked to preen, really. He was prideful of his appearance and if there was a feather out of place he wouldn't stand for it. Well, it also kept him busy. Apollo found these days dreadfully boring - there wasn't really anything to do without the humans around.

Apollo was just finishing up as the all-familiar voice of his demon 'roommate'...' acquaintance '?...poked their way into his room. He couldn't help but roll his eyes as he turned around on the stool he was sitting on to look at Caine, but it took him a moment to notice that - in his moment of carelessness, the purple poison that burnt his mouth had begun to drip from his lips.

He furrowed his eyebrows at Caine as he brought his hand up to his mouth to wipe the liquid away, licking his lips to get the rest before opening his mouth to respond, "I really, truly do not trust that this proposition will benefit me in any way - if your tone is anything to go from."

Apollo sighed, remembering that he should at least give Caine a chance out of..whatever angelic bone of righteousness there was that DECIDED angels had to be EXPLICITLY GOOD PEOPLE. "Okay, okay. Fine. What is this 'proposition' that you have, Caine? Please, surprise me."