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[Text: Unknown Number] Cancelled your 2 pm. Scheduled to 4 pm. Gathering the materials. Lunch in your office. Looping in Vel and Val. Getting Coffee.
[Text: Unknown Number] Anything else?
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[Text: Unknown Number] Cancelled your 2 pm. Scheduled to 4 pm. Gathering the materials. Lunch in your office. Looping in Vel and Val. Getting Coffee.
[Text: Unknown Number] Anything else?
@fromgodsdust continued from HERE!
[5:00 AM] [FLOWER POWER]: Adam...are you okay?! Sounds like you're going through it again. [5:00 AM] [FLOWER POWER]: Wait! You thought of me? Aww...that's actually kind of cute. [5:01 AM] [FLOWER POWER]: Ah...I just now read your last message. Nope. Not doing that. I AM TEXTING YOU BACK AND HAUNTING YOUR AFTERLIFE! DEAL WITH IT! You can't get rid of me that easily, my love!😘 [5:02 AM] [FLOWER POWER]: Do you need me to send you something again? You worry me...
❛ now , isn't that a FAMILIAR FACE. having a little trouble with your mask there , are you ? ❜
what an interesting set of circumstances he'd stumbled upon. ADAM the first man , slaughterer of the damned , stuck now in hell as his precious army fled with their bitch wings tucked between their legs.
❛ it looks like you could use a helping hand. ❜
── .✦ @fromgodsdust / SC.
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"...you can't be here, I'm officially hallucinating." He slurs and hiccups yet he flies up to his face and really looks at him. Even as an angel he still looks like he used to. Just more angelic. A true winner, the opposite of Eve. He frowns thinking of her name and frowns even more when he realizes that Adam isn't leaving.
"Wha' brought... hic you here?" He hiccups and rubs his chest. He smells like apple martinis. His face slightly golden from how flushed he is from the alcohol. "Why are you here?"
Send 🍺 to find Lucifer drunk / @fromgodsdust
@fromgodsdust said: " please , i dare you to try and stop me . " ✱˚。⋆ ↪ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 .
"Is trying to SAVE your life reason enough, Adam?"
Eve sighed with exasperation, shaking her head at him and his antics. She wasn't the one going out and leading the Exterminations against sinners and putting himself into danger with a big target on himself. Granted, she was probably just another person in his line of sight, but she couldn't help herself stepping out after seeing another sinner almost get him and saving him from getting hurt.
"I know you like to paint me as a villain, but believe it or not, I do still care for you and what happens to you. Yeah, sure, I'm probably stupid for doing so, and definitely out of my mind, but you do mean something to me. Besides, what are you doing here anyway? The Exterminations aren't for...well, awhile."
@fromgodsdust | continued
[1:32 AM][Lute]: Sir. It is very fucking late.
[1:32 AM][Lute]: I am trying to finish the paperwork you left behind today. Again.
[1:34 AM][Lute]: Unless you're going to offer to bring me some of whatever you're on, I literally could not care any less right now about your daily dose of bullshit.
“The answer is no by the way, to whatever you’re about to say.”
"Oh, yeah, okay. Makes sense, Angel and all," Ethan knew better than to beg for his life, well undead life. Life after death? He supposed it was just semantics at this point. He knew the look of those masks well, and damn if he hadn't been so careful during the exterminations to not be caught outside of V tower.
So why on this random of days was he faced down with an exterminator?
Fuck his life. Or after life.
"I'm um-" the eels voice squeaked a bit, "I'm still gonna run. You know make an effort, just a sec," He was rapidly texting Vox with one hand. (Heavenly Angel, might die. If not might be late tomorrow.) It was good to cover all his bases, just in case. He was sure someone could pick up the slack if he died.
Hopefully Vox would send someone for his phone, there was a lot of important information on there. Probably Melissa or Travis. He slid the device in his pocket.
"Okay, I'm ready,"