[He's just kick back and relaxed, a smirk on his face. And he's very amused by the whole situation at the end there.] Look, Mundane. Our little boy's all grown up.
[He snorts] Stupid is more like it. I gotta say though, I'm impressed. Just when I think he can't get stupider, he does. And yet it all works out in the end - You know. Getting you to give him the mark and all. [Nothing you can say will make him not think that is awesome.]
Now we've just gotta hope he doesn't do nothing with it after the three on the list. That would be boring. [a pause.] And anti-climatic. Nobody likes an anti-climax, especially after it finally got interesting.
[The look he gives you is so very amused. You can probably tell what he's about to say, before he says it. After all, smirky stupid and 'brave' are all things, even after the Pit.] After seeing little Sammy take a [a whistle that descends smoothly in pitch, imitating the kind of sound effect that comes with a fall in cartoons] swandive into the pit. Yeah, I can see how you'd get your kicks from that. [...He knows who you are. Don't care.]
Really. Said by the guy who slaughtered a room full of demons with ease. And I know you loved it at least a little bit, Colette or no. That was her name, right? [He knows it was. He was gleefully watching the episode with his mun, hence why she's put him back in the playground for a while. He's not going to tell her she's so very wrong if she thinks it's going to shut him up after that.] Tell me something, though - how does seomone like you fall for something like that? [It's not said as a compliment. How'd you like that bait, asshat?
And... Guess who's amused at the attempt to push back? This guy.] Not killed him? That's a thing. And he can get so irritating, too. ['put-upon' sigh added in here, purely theatrics.] Really, I'd be doing us both a favour.
Uh, uh, uh. You didn't answer my question. Not Abbadon, the meatsack you ended up killing. But you knew I was on about that. [If you completely avoid the question, clearly it means it's a button. Naturally, it's big, red, and shiny, and he can't help but push it repeatedly until it makes something happen. It's always been a weakness.
He raises an eyebrow] You can't be good at something, and not enjoy it. And if there wasn't an issue of you enjoying it, you wouldn't have got him to agree to off you after he finds the knife. you would have just gone right back to burying your head in the sand again.
You younger demons lack subtlety. There was a time, boy, when I might have
turned you into one of my Knights. Visited slaughter and decimation on the
planet for as long as we pleased.
Now? You're a pale shadow. Boring. Fit for the receiving end of the blade.
[That gets a snort of pure amusement.] Subtle was never a forte of mine, as you should know if you know anything about me. I just like to compensate with creativity. [Given the chance. Verbal sparing is all well and good, but it's the basics.] Not that it's really something that comes up in conversation.
Here's a suggestion: after he gets the blade, how about I show you what we can really do? [A grin.]
You know, you’re far more ambitions than my Knights had been. Smarter. Keep
it up and Lucifer might make you more than one of his Knights. [He
shrugs] Or he could see you as a threat and put you down.
[And look at how much he doesn’t care either way.]
He has to find the blade first. Figure out how to use it with the mark. If
Crowley wanted a blunt instrument, he’d have gone elsewhere.
[...oh look at that. Forget the shiny red button, do tell him more. It's a one time thing. One time. Only not.] Well, if Abbadon is the best of them, I'm not all that surprised.
Yeah, I know. But I'm not the only one looking forward to that biting him in that tailored-suited ass, I know that much.
[Well, that makes him straighten up in only a way Alistair can inspire. Nothing better to cure a slouch like removing the spine slowly. Fun times - only, you know, not.]
You don't call, you don't write. [It doesn't mean he won't be at least a little bit cheeky, though. You like his wit and you know it. Even if he can't help but grin as well, because Alistair.] Things are gonna change.
[ The sound Alistair makes is somewhere between a considering hum and a pleased purr, fond and yet entirely, completely predatory as Dean straightens up. ]
I've been busy, Dean. You could always come to visit me, you know I detest being dragged up here.
[ He really does, Dean and Meg has that cheek and how he loved it. ]
[He knows that sound, and is pleased - it usually means he's done something right. Which is always good. which means that his grin just gets a little bit bigger.]
Oh I know, but I've got people to see up here. You know that.
[You opened his eyes after all. So to speak.]
Yeah. That's the thing about not surfacing more than a few centuries apart. You put in all those extra hours, but you miss all the exciting developments around the place. Or, at least, the mildly interesting ones.
[A shrug. You know what he's getting at. Plus, really, it's a rather hilarious turn of phrase for them.]
Doesn't mean a lot can't happen. About the only better thing up here than down there. [Or, you know, not, but it's the main thing. Hell... doesn't... really change all that much. Not compared to the reality above it.]
speaking of impulse decisions..
mwuahahaha ilu. Also these two forever.
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I had to be sure he was strong enough. The Mark is not an easy thing to bear.
He put Lucifer back in the cage. I like him for that.
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[The look he gives you is so very amused. You can probably tell what he's about to say, before he says it. After all, smirky stupid and 'brave' are all things, even after the Pit.] After seeing little Sammy take a [a whistle that descends smoothly in pitch, imitating the kind of sound effect that comes with a fall in cartoons] swandive into the pit. Yeah, I can see how you'd get your kicks from that. [...He knows who you are. Don't care.]
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[Cute attempt at bait, smokeboy. Guess who's not impressed? This guy.] I sent my brother to heaven.
What have you done for yours lately?
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And... Guess who's amused at the attempt to push back? This guy.] Not killed him? That's a thing. And he can get so irritating, too. ['put-upon' sigh added in here, purely theatrics.] Really, I'd be doing us both a favour.
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I take no delight in slaughter. But I'm the forefather of all. Of course I'm good at it. [Dumbass.]
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He raises an eyebrow] You can't be good at something, and not enjoy it. And if there wasn't an issue of you enjoying it, you wouldn't have got him to agree to off you after he finds the knife. you would have just gone right back to burying your head in the sand again.
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You younger demons lack subtlety. There was a time, boy, when I might have turned you into one of my Knights. Visited slaughter and decimation on the planet for as long as we pleased.
Now? You're a pale shadow. Boring. Fit for the receiving end of the blade.
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Here's a suggestion: after he gets the blade, how about I show you what we can really do? [A grin.]
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You know, you’re far more ambitions than my Knights had been. Smarter. Keep it up and Lucifer might make you more than one of his Knights. [He shrugs] Or he could see you as a threat and put you down. [And look at how much he doesn’t care either way.]
He has to find the blade first. Figure out how to use it with the mark. If Crowley wanted a blunt instrument, he’d have gone elsewhere.
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Only not.] Well, if Abbadon is the best of them, I'm not all that surprised.Yeah, I know. But I'm not the only one looking forward to that biting him in that tailored-suited ass, I know that much.
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He's survived a long time, taken down demons much bigger and stronger than him. [Grudging respect? Nope. Just annoyance.]
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It just means his ass being bitten is way overdue.
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Maybe even you.
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You don't call, you don't write. [It doesn't mean he won't be at least a little bit cheeky, though. You like his wit and you know it. Even if he can't help but grin as well, because Alistair.] Things are gonna change.
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I've been busy, Dean. You could always come to visit me, you know I detest being dragged up here.
[ He really does, Dean and Meg has that cheek and how he loved it. ]
Are they now?
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Oh I know, but I've got people to see up here. You know that.
[You opened his eyes after all. So to speak.]
Yeah. That's the thing about not surfacing more than a few centuries apart. You put in all those extra hours, but you miss all the exciting developments around the place. Or, at least, the mildly interesting ones.
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Oh I do. Busy boy you are.
[ And he's proud, as proud as any teacher could be. ]
Oh I hear updates. Besides, it's only been a few decades really.
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[A shrug. You know what he's getting at. Plus, really, it's a rather hilarious turn of phrase for them.]
Doesn't mean a lot can't happen. About the only better thing up here than down there. [Or, you know, not, but it's the main thing. Hell... doesn't... really change all that much. Not compared to the reality above it.]