When Your Emotions Aren't Your Own

Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel seemed to be in sheer nirvana for close to 5 seconds, before he 'came back down to earth' and cleared his throat and mind. He then looked over towards her, and nodded slowly.

"Yeah." he said. "I am." he confirmed.

"Also, not surprising. Ambrosia is pretty much the ultimate aphrodisiac, but... well, that's a side-effect." he told her. "Most things from Heaven are like that, admittedly." he added.

"...and I'm sorry you went through that." he then sighed.

"Outright stabbed." he muttered.

"Were you just attacked out of nowhere or something?"

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"Trust me. I know." Erica commented with a laugh.

"I swear. Sometimes Gabe has ulterior motives." she added with a shrug.

"And I was getting off the bus after a fight broke out. I guess I got caught up in it without meaning to." she added, answering his question.

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel just sighed again.

"Lovely." he mumbled.

"That's... just wonderful." he said.

"I'm just glad you're okay now." he told her, finishing what he had in the glass, with the same thing happening once more, the glamour dropping and the small gold band on one of his horns.

"Oh, thank you." he murmured.

"It's nice to feel Heaven's embrace again... even if momentarily."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"Yeah, no problem." Erica said.

"And yeah. I'm ok." She added. "Just a little rough around the edges, but nothing major. Worst of it is I'm a little uneasy after that."

"Now... question." She said.

"The hell is with the gold band in the horn?"

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Again, Azazel paused as she said that, coming to a realisation.

"Oh. Right, my glamour went down when I drank this, didn't it?" he asked.

"Momentarily." Erica responded.

"Forgot it did that." Azazel chuckled sheepishly, but he could tell she wanted an answer. And she had more info on him now, anyway, he may as well go the while nine yards.

"It's... a remnant of my former life." he said.

"When I was an angel, I had a halo. When I was a Fallen, it was a cracked halo. And... well, long story short, Lil had a fragment of my halo with her ever since I was made her 'pet', and when she restored my broken horn to its former full glory, she grafted that fragment into it." he explained.

"The ambrosia must cause it to react slightly."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"... huh." Erica commented, having not thought of that.

"That's actually really cool." She commented.

"When you received it back, in essence, could you even tell it was there?"

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

"Yes and no." Azazel replied.

"I was aware of something, and it was something familiar. But I'd been without it for so long, I had to be told it was there... before it really clicked." he explained to her.

"And it's... well, it's mostly a comfort thing." he then said.

"This piece of halo essentially gives me compassion, and allows me to grow as a person while on the surface." he went on.

"Oh, and the ambrosia is just allowing the halo fragment to feel the warmth and love of God, even if briefly." he mumbled quietly.

"...makes me feel like maybe I'm not such a monster."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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| ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ!

Erica was silent for a moment before sighing, not entirely sure what it was that she was supposed to say to that.

"Well... at least you know you're not." She then said. "even if it's just because of the remnant in there." She added after a second or two.

"Want some more, by the way?" She asked, motioning to the glass he had.

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel paused again, before clearing his throat.

"Ah, maybe 'monster' was a bit harsh." he said.

"I don't know how to explain it, but the fragment just really helps me not be such a stereotypical demon." he told her. "Granted, it's not necessary, but those that still have fragments of their former selves have a much better time trying to move forward with this existences." he went on.

"Also, yes." he then said.

"More would be lovely."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"To be honest, I can't say I'm too terribly surprised." Erica commented as she motioned to the pitcher.

"Go ahead and refill." she told him honestly.

"But it kinda does make sense. It's a piece of who you were, presumably before you fell. That has to have an effect on the demonic version." she added before pausing.

"How long ago did you fall, anyway?"

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel made his way to the pitcher and paused again, thinking about it.

"Thousands of years ago." he said.

"...as in, before the mantle was passed to the current upstairs manager." he clarified.

"Things were... well, a bit different back then." he mumbled. "I'm sure if she could, she would have reversed this whole situation I'm in, but... well, there are certain things even out of HER grasp." he lamented.

"The position comes with inheriting the previous' actions, and making do."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"Oh wow, really?" Erica asked.

"I ... really hadn't expected THAT." She admitted.

"I mean, I knew you were old, yeah, but I didn't realise just how old."

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel could only laugh quietly at that.

"Eh-heh... yeah, it's... it's been a while." he told her.

"Now, admittedly, my time as... uh, NOT a pet and slave to Lilith and then Lil... has been a lot shorter." he admitted. "And my time of being allowed on the surface of this realm is even shorter, still." he continued.

"All things considered, my being here on earth has comprised an insignificant length of time, relatively speaking." he went on. "...that being said, I like to think it's where I truly started to do more than just exist." he shrugged.

"Sorry for the sudden dump of info, by the way." he then apologised.

"It's not that I was hiding it from you on purpose, I just... rarely talk about it. To ANYONE." he stressed.

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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Erica shook her head.

"Yeah, no worries. I like getting more information. Gives me a better understanding of who you are." She told him honestly.

"And where you've come from." she added.

"How long HAVE you been on the surface, anyway?"

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel poured himself some more drink, and looked at her.

"....hm." he mumbled.

"Maybe a little over a century or so?" he said, thinking about it. "No, wait, a couple of centuries." he recalled.

"Pretty much started working for the Unit when I was up here, and was an 'away field agent' for most of that, until Aedan had to bail me out of a mission gone wrong." he explained.

"Since then, been spending more time AT the actual Unit."

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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"That's fair." Erica commented.

"You arrived .... if I recall correctly, about a month or two after I transferred there from Interpol." She added.

"Can't say I'm going to complain. You're probably my best friend." She admitted with a laugh.

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

Azazel opened his mouth to answer, but froze for a moment.

"I... really? I am?" he asked.

"You are." Erica responded with a nod.

"Eh-heh... thanks..." Azazel replied sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

"Also, yeah, sounds right. I recall when I came back from that shitshow of a mission, you were already at the Unit." he confirmed. "So yeah, timeline matches up." he confirmed.

"You're one of the best people working there, too." he added.

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

Amber Lynne

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Erica just shrugged lightly.

"Is there anything you want to do while here?" She then asked, her voice curious.

---

She was silent as she sat where she was, just browsing the web on her laptop. She didn't dare idly browse the internet on her work PC, simply due to the firewalls and shit. Her own system, however, she was cool with.

So she had that set up on the desk, browsing the net. She was only expected to be there because someone had to be. She knew that her work was basically nothing for the moment. She wasn't even allowed to properly leave, either, as she was the only security that could be there for the moment. So what was, in essence, Jake's office had been slightly rearranged to being somewhere for her to call a bedroom. Not that she slept much while there.

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Colin

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Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...

As she was surfing the net, she heard the door to the place open, and saw Azazel step into the area, having done a check of the place, and made sure things weren't going to fall apart.

He looked over towards her, and sighed.

"Well... no better. But no worse." he said.

"At least things aren't deteriorating." he went on, shaking his head slightly.

"And no, I've still not found out any info about Erica, or what may be happening around her." he lamented.

...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.

"There is no shame in deterrence. Having a weapon is very different from actually using it." - Ghandi

Amber Lynne

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She was silent before looking toward Az.

"Yeah... that sucks." She commented.

"Seriously. It sucks. What the fuck else can be said about that?" She asked with a shake of her head.

"How're you doing, though?" She asked

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