[How Beelzebub wishes there was room to stretch his wings after being bent over the sink. He does the best he can shifting them in the space he has. Though, now his hair is finally untangled but he is still covered in blood.]
I convinced him that he should. He wasn't willing, and he still doesn't want to. He does it because there's no one else, and probably used to it by now.
[The angel sighed heavily trying to push aside the thoughts, and remembering as he is moving, the bite to his shoulder.]
He's been burned alive for us, tortured, and worse. [Beelzebub's expression is rather discouraged when he finally looks at Galahad. The words coming with weight.] He's my brother and my father.
[Eventually he shrugs away the emotions, bottling them back up for the moment.] At least he's found something better, for now. I'm reminded that his Consort.. king.. partner? [The angel realizes he's not sure what title to use, though he knows the other angel doesn't particularly like any of them.] Asked to meet you tomorrow.
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Date: 2020-01-19 12:42 am (UTC)I convinced him that he should. He wasn't willing, and he still doesn't want to. He does it because there's no one else, and probably used to it by now.
[The angel sighed heavily trying to push aside the thoughts, and remembering as he is moving, the bite to his shoulder.]
He's been burned alive for us, tortured, and worse. [Beelzebub's expression is rather discouraged when he finally looks at Galahad. The words coming with weight.] He's my brother and my father.
[Eventually he shrugs away the emotions, bottling them back up for the moment.] At least he's found something better, for now. I'm reminded that his Consort.. king.. partner? [The angel realizes he's not sure what title to use, though he knows the other angel doesn't particularly like any of them.] Asked to meet you tomorrow.