Muse is possessed by a SPN-style demon and slowly killing all CR

[diana_abel]

Well done. I'd do the sarcastic slow-clap if it wasn't so cliche. Still, I am impressed. I didn't know you had it in your devious little mind to do such horrible things to other people. I mean, the job you pulled on Sam was flawless, but he gets tied to chairs every other week.

The work you did on Patrick Jane? Blaine Anderson? All the others? Now that was a masterpiece.

And people call me a demon.

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i can never resist these things

[yellow_eyes]

[ He'd shamelessly do the slow clap because cliche is basically his middle name. Alas, he has not seen the glory for himself. ]

Sorry I missed the show.

[diana_abel]

You woulda loved it. Especially the part where I made him drink Cainite blood.

[yellow_eyes]

[ Chuckle. ] 'Atta girl.
You should break the rules and let this side out more often.

[diana_abel]

Not gonna be taking any advice from you, Azazel.

[yellow_eyes]

You should. I'm full of it.
Besides aren't you having more fun this way?

[diana_abel]

Hey, if it hadn't been for you, I'd still be alive. And I could have Sam the normal way.

[seesobserves]

[Mulling over the word:] A masterpiece.

[...mmm, he doesn't think so.]

No.

[diana_abel]

Maybe I should take a spin inside your noggin. I'll bet that would be entertaining.

[seesobserves]

Wouldn't it just. Too bad you're never gonna get the chance.

[diana_abel]

And what makes you think that?

[seesobserves]

Isn't there a take-down plan in motion? Mn. The muns must be getting slower...

[diana_abel]

Oh, sweetie. I'm not going anywhere.

[seesobserves]

Hm, so, let me guess; you'd taunt me with images of the people I care about being hurt, or mind-control me into hurting myself. Of course, that's all based on your previous record.

[diana_abel]

I think I'd start by giving you a living, breathing Trojan princess who wanted nothing more than to pleasure you.

[seesobserves]

[He goes still at that. The degree to which he's disturbed may be in question, but in any case, he's listening.]

[diana_abel]

I can get even the strongest of minds to obey my will.

[seesobserves]

As all demons can, surely.

[diana_abel]

It's not the demon side, precious. That's Cainite.

[seesobserves]

Precisely. You're a blunt instrument. Any real power you have comes from your choice of transport.

[diana_abel]

What difference does that make? She's my tool.

[yellow_eyes]

Refresh my memory, sweet-heart, how this is my fault?

[diana_abel]

Two words for you: Ceiling fire.

[seesobserves]

And you use her to perform cheap tricks in the name of revenge; but the moment someone mutters the correct string of Latin, you'll be shot back down to Hell.

[diana_abel]

That's what Sam thought too.

Too bad it didn't work on me.

[yellow_eyes]

[ Snicker. ] Aren't those the greatest?

But c'mon, a demon's gotta do what a demon's gotta do.

[ Doing an Italian mobster voice. ] I swear, it was just business. Nothin' personal.

[ He shrugs his shoulders and returns his voice to normal. ] I believe in second chances, Diana.

[diana_abel]

Diana isn't home right now. Please leave your name and number at the beep.

Or with her secretary.

You can call me "Jess."

/facepalm

[yellow_eyes]

[ Mun snorts drink out of nose. ]

Oh you. Well I take that back then. Yes, that was personal.

[ A cocky grin. ]

[diana_abel]

And, uh, how did that plan work out for you?

Oh yeah. It failed.

[seesobserves]

[Have a flicker of genuine surprise.]

[diana_abel]

Almost the same puppy-dog face he made.

But where were we?

Oh, that's right. We were discussing what I'd do to your Trojan.

[seesobserves]

An illusion. [It takes him maybe a nanosecond too long to add:] And she's not mine.

[diana_abel]

No illusion.

They call it "Conditioning."

She'd show up one night on your doorstep. And make mad, passionate love to you. Wouldn't have a choice.

[seesobserves]

She would if I restrain her.

[diana_abel]

She'd claw you to death before she'd disobey my command.

And then. Right as soon as you achieved a happiness you never thought you could...she'd kill herself. Right in front of you.

Probably light herself on fire. Bad way to go.

[seesobserves]

[There's a long pause, and then, all quiet rage:]

Well, that is a bit more inspired.

[diana_abel]

You people have no idea...