have an OC angel, more info in his profile.

[soulfetcher]

Provided you don't intend to interrupt my work in Father's name, I have no objection. If you do intend to interrupt my work ...

... I see. Then I must refuse. There is too much to do. Someone must keep some measure of order, since my brothers have proven so distractable.

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[lovemesomepie]

All you angels set the whole thing goin'.

[soulfetcher]

I was not aware all of us had a hand in such machinations. Someone neglected to inform me.

[lovemesomepie]

Other'n Cas, never had a good reason to assume otherwise.

[soulfetcher]

A poor assumption. Were you to see a group of coloured men rape a woman, would you then assume that all such men are alike?

[lovemesomepie]

'Cause sittin' by and watching everything get screwed is so much better.

[soulfetcher]

Everything must end. I have a purpose, and that is in the aftermath. I did not fight when my brothers warred in Heaven. I will not fight as they war on Earth. But when the battles are over, and the dead linger, it will be I who gives them peace.

[lovemesomepie]

I think Death's got that covered. [He'll even reap God, after all.]

[soulfetcher]

Death cuts the ties between life and the soul. His reapers bear the soul from the Earth. I guide them to their place of rest.

[lovemesomepie]

Oh-ho! So you're the handbasket that brought me to Hell. Righteous man had to suffer, right? Thanks for that.

[soulfetcher]

You made your choice to sign that deal, Dean. Who am I to cheapen it?

[lovemesomepie]

[Damn straight he did, and he'd do it again in a heartbeat.]

I thought angels liked screwing over demons even more than humans.

[soulfetcher]

I am less distractable from my purpose than my brothers.

[lovemesomepie]

Have fun with your mun, then. Don't think you're goin' back anytime soon.

[soulfetcher]

My purpose is everywhere. Even a mun cannot keep me from it entirely.

[lovemesomepie]

[He just gives a dark little chuckle. You'll see, junkless. You'll see.]