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Ahem! Well! [he is standing in front of a window again, light dazzling off his pure white wings and he is practically glowing]

Hello, everyone.

I admit times seem a little hard and we are inclined to be grumpy. That Dreamfinder is unfortunately missing again and that the townspeople aren't fond of us. I do believe that is less to do with us and more to do with --well-- times have been hard and Dreamfinder has been a bit concerned or was the last time I spoke -- Anyway, the important thing is! To keep our own spirits up and to be kind and understanding to one another as we may.

My last message I was a bit of--well a bit tetchy. So I'd like to apologize to anyone I got off on the wrong foot.

And especially perhaps to you, er, Beetlejuice. [what a name] I would most sincerely like to apologize to you for the horrible way I've treated you. Demon or not, you don't deserve such a hard time and that you tease others, well [it's just a reflection of your own insecurities really] no one is perfect.

Of course it is perfectly within your rights not to accept my extended hand of friendship and apology, but it is there for you whenever you wish it.

Not even an Angel is Perfect.

[and he beams beatifically, slants of light glinting around him as if a chorus might sing at any moment]

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Yes, I suppose we ought. [he's not looking forward to it but...

That aside]

You seem like a very loyal fellow, I must say.

Mm. Ask the yokels what they'd like their buildings to be painted, maybe.

[He tilted his head for a moment.]

Well, she sees me.

[By which he meant both she got him and had his number and didn't let him get away with any of his crap. It was a great combination.]

Yes good idea. Or perhaps get one of the Mystics to do away with one of them. Their magic is more permanent, I understand, and I don't wish to spend all day...painting. [because that sounded like too much work for something he didn't do.]

[he was surprised too how much he understood that. How much being seen felt-- important. How much being understood did. It suddenly occurred to him that Heaven had never understood him and really, it was mostly his fault for not being a proper angel. If he had tried a little harder or been a little better--

But regardless of that, or perhaps because of it? Crowley saw him. Crowley had always seen him. Whether or not he was worth seeing.

His voice is surprisingly thick with emotion when he replies]

To be seen... is a blessing...

That would suck.

[He had a hard enough time focusing on things. Spending all day painting would be nothing short of torture.]

Mm.

[Just a noise of agreement. He knows demons and blessings don't exactly go hand in hand, but, he knows where he's fortunate.]

Anyway! [his feather's smooth a bit]

Thank you for being so accommodating. It takes a weight off my shoulders, I assure you. I can't say as we'll be friends but I would fight by your side and so forth.

Hey, no problem. Anytime someone is offering to, y'know, not hate my guts? I'm gonna take 'em up on it.

And, samesies! I'll happily murder while you stand by and watch and stuff!

Well I can't condone that. [dear lord] But we may certainly defend the kingdom together with out unnecessary carnage.

Okay! That works too.

Good, yes, well, ta ta then! Until later, perhaps.

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