you've been stuck worse, quit complaining.

[yellow_eyes]

It's gettin' stuffy in here. Like a lockeroom without a vent.

Let's go to that place and bug Cassie. I'm bored and wanna make friends.

Oh and, hey, we should pick up some flowers for Mary 'long the way. Pretty gal like that gives a call, you don't leave her hangin'. [ Grinny grin grin. ]

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[the_gardens_apple]

[She rests her chin on her hand and just smiles.]

There have been a couple of centuries here and there. The bane of the immortal: boredom. But then, we make our own fun.

[yellow_eyes]

Hmm, you're right. When was the last good war? Blood and guts, not this boooring political nonsense.

[the_gardens_apple]

War? Not my style. Now, Ancient Greece's Orgies... that was more my style.

[yellow_eyes]

Those were the best.
Ah, Greece. We didn't have to hide, we mingled with humans, with no one the wiser.

Unfortunately, play time is over. [Pout]

[the_gardens_apple]

I miss them. Even my red light districts are slowly becoming... respectable. And no one has a decent harem any more. Someone should bring those back.

[yellow_eyes]

Are you taking volunteers? Where do I sign up?

[the_gardens_apple]

Are you volunteering to run one? Or be a part of one? I thought that after that debacle in Persia you refused to join one again.

[yellow_eyes]

Hey, I - [A snerk.

Heck, even he had forgotten that.]

Everywhere I go turns into a debacle. But I clean up when I make a mess where I wasn't supposed to.
Besides, I'm hardly new to the field. In fact, I'm probably overqualified for the job. So, I'll even throw myself into the mix...for the right customer.

[A wink. There is srsly something wrong with me for playing him.]

[the_gardens_apple]

[She can't forget about it.]

Not everywhere. Egypt lasted a while, despite your attempts otherwise.

[yellow_eyes]

Lillith. Lillith. It's what I do. It's who I am. I am the corrupter and the debacler. Holding that against me would be like of I called you a whore out of anything other than respect, adoration and endearment.

[the_gardens_apple]

Greece, Rome. Sometimes you just weren't very good at the corruption. France doesn't count. You didn't even have to work for that.

[yellow_eyes]

Pssh, I was young then, they made it easy, and let's be honest - we mostly just played around. Then something happened and all the humans got boring and the only people with respectable business are the crossroad demons.

What's a guy like me to do? I'm not exactly patient.

[the_gardens_apple]

I do miss playing. I mean there's Vegas but it's just... crass and vulgar. I like a bit of class.

[yellow_eyes]

...what, Luci doesn't take you out anymore? Because the idea of Crowley with this Lillith is no go for Az, so I am not even going there.

[the_gardens_apple]

[She wrinkles her nose.]

He does have other things to do, Azzie. Unfortunately, that does leave me neglected.

[yellow_eyes]

That's a recipe for success in your line of business. [Nope, not jealous and slightly bitter. Why would he be like that?]

[the_gardens_apple]

Usually, yes. I think he's trying to give me more responsibilities, but hedonism takes up a lot of time. And a woman my age does need her beauty sleep.

[yellow_eyes]

[How old was she now, anyways?]

You know, if we still celebrated your birthday, we'd have to light a city on fire to fit the candles.

[the_gardens_apple]

We didn't used to need such a reason to set a city on fire. Are we growing stuffy and staid?

[yellow_eyes]

Hardly. Well, maybe you are.

[He laughs.] Let me take you to the town sometime. You need a vacation. Who knows, you might even enjoy yourself.

[And I have no idea but he insisted this wordchoice.]

[the_gardens_apple]

[Oh. And up goes that eyebrow.]

Azazel, are you calling me stuffy?

[yellow_eyes]

[Sigh.] I am calling you a neglected woman. Do I need to prepare myself for another round of rejection?

[the_gardens_apple]

Another round? Azzie, I've never... truly rejected you. But, then, there is Luci to consider.

[yellow_eyes]

...

[Don't mind him, just gonna sit here 'n pout.]

[the_gardens_apple]

Pouting looks good on no one.

[yellow_eyes]

[Grumble.] Is it the old meat?

[the_gardens_apple]

No. Pouting just makes you look childish. It's rather... unflattering.

[yellow_eyes]

[Side eyes.] I'm not competing with Lucifer. I stopped the rebellious streak decades ago. I'm just offering to act hospitable, that's all.

But if you want to sit around bored forever, be my guest. I've got deals to make. [The quota is way down this year.]

[the_gardens_apple]

No one says you're competing with Lucifer, Azzie. Besides, his pouting doesn't look childish. Back to the crossroads? Really? Isn't that a little beneath you?