"What terms do you want?" Azazael was used to everyone having different terms, titles, salutations, and all sorts of other preferences. As a messenger he was good at remembering them, once he knew what they were.
He starts to blush when he realizes he's done something wrong and tries to patch things up though. "No one else knows where here is, and I won't tell them."
Azazael debates, biting his lip from uncertainty. Finally speaking hesitantly. "Has he taught you to hear the court."
Maybe he shouldn't tell Balthazar, but he was certainly part of the court. Azazael is pretty sure he is. He'd have to be. He can't fix that he overstepped his bounds but he can be a buffer to ensure none of the others do. He stops, staring at the couch, then nods. "Belial said Moloch tried to kill him."
Azazael falls in, waiting expectantly to follow the angel. Cocoa was wonderful, at least for Azazael it was, others might not fair so well once he's had anything sweet.
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Date: 2019-09-29 03:58 am (UTC)He starts to blush when he realizes he's done something wrong and tries to patch things up though. "No one else knows where here is, and I won't tell them."
Azazael debates, biting his lip from uncertainty. Finally speaking hesitantly. "Has he taught you to hear the court."
Maybe he shouldn't tell Balthazar, but he was certainly part of the court. Azazael is pretty sure he is. He'd have to be. He can't fix that he overstepped his bounds but he can be a buffer to ensure none of the others do. He stops, staring at the couch, then nods. "Belial said Moloch tried to kill him."
Azazael falls in, waiting expectantly to follow the angel. Cocoa was wonderful, at least for Azazael it was, others might not fair so well once he's had anything sweet.