Still can't get over this 😂

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Still can't get over this 😂
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Sorry for the delay in answers.. I have a migraine, I should be on in a few hours. My apologies.
My return
My dearest lovelies.. you have my deepest apologies for simply disappearing on you like I did. I thought of you every day and worried that you all were going to hate me and I understand if you do, I deserve it. But in lieu of my apologizing I am beginning a slow return to RP and would love to start some stories again. My character is still the same, loves the same people. Nothing has changed with her.. she was just on hold. So... who would like to play??
Michael has passed away.
It was like her legs had given out as she collapsed back onto her couch. She could feel her heart beat it was so loud and panicked now, the pain so unbearable she wished it would stop and end it. "Michael..." She expected him to appear, to tell her it was false but there was nothing and she sat frozen in the horror of the realization. There were no tears, not yet, but later there would be many. "My angel is gone?"
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Vaulting over a wall, Discordia in her hand, Lilith skidded around a corner. Civil wars were horrible. She decided she did not like them.
Smacking face first into another demon, the stuff of nightmares that had children screaming for weeks, she shoved her blade through it's neck before it's grip on her arm could tighten before starting to run again.
Another corner; another demon, stabbed through the stomach; another corner, another wall, another sidestreet --
Slamming directly into someone, she recoiled, jumping backwards and drawing her blade. And then stopped, pausing. They did not seem like the others. (The sounds were still coming, she could hear them. They would not stop.)
In response to that, she slammed the door shut with her foot, eyes never leaving the man. "Who are you?" Her grip tightened on the blade. Something about him didn't seem human; he may not look like a demon, but it meant nothing.
M!A: You're chained to Michael now. No, you can't get away, not for a week. The chains won't break and you're going to have to at least try to be civil, lest it ends in death.
Anonymous asked you:
(Side note to that M!A; if you wanted me to name a specific Michael for it, the-archangelmichael.)
“—Do you simply enjoy torturing me?”
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"--Michael." The faintest of smiles made itself known, the corners of his lips curving upwards minimally at the sight of the other. "It's good to see you."
lol ok so mun either has flu or glandular fever hooray anyway due to this it may take me a while to do replies apologies