Colin's posts

"Huh. All right." Azazel replied.

"Let me know if you still feel... off... later." he told Aedan.

"I'll see if I can help further." he said.

"And yeah, I'm okay to head out." he told Anya.

"I know Aedan's doing better, and that's all I need to know."

".....uh.... right." Azazel muttered.

"Duly noted." he said.

"And... Jake?" he asked Anya.

"Wait..." he mumbled.

"Wait, is Jake the security guy at the front doors?" he asked.

"Later today." Azazel replied.

"Sharp said he was going to contact me when they retur-" he said further, before his company phone buzzed.

He took it out of his pocket, checked his messages, and sighed.

"Welp. Guess I need to be headed back to the Unit now." he commented.

"He's saying the sooner I get there, the better." he said.

"And... don't touch them?" he asked Aedan.

"A few days." Azazel replied.

"I'm living at the Unit until I find another place." he told her.

"And... Sharp wants me to meet someone." he said.

"Apparently I need to stop hiding what I am." he went on.

"Says they have someone that is perfect in helping me with that, whatever that means." he said further.

"I highly doubt they have someone that knows what it's like to be a DEMON."

"Give it time." Azazel responded.

"I basically took the remaining... 'energy'... from your body that was tying those emotions there." he told her.

"They'll sink away shortly." he went on.

"Yeah... I should have picked up on that..." he muttered.

"Sorry..."

Azazel sighed again.

"Well... hm." he muttered.

"Aedan... fell." he told her.

"Into... a chasm." he said.

"A chasm... filled with... something." he went on.

"I guess... one could say, that it was filled with the agony and sadness and anger of the souls in Hell. In physical form. Liquid, to be exact." he finished.

"........" Azazel was silent as he heard that.

"....hm." he mumbled.

He then sat down and thought about it, concentrating all his mental energy into it.

"Maybe..." he said.

"That could have happened because of the slip and fall you took down there." he told her.

Azazel froze when he heard her address him.

"..." he was silent for a moment, before sighing.

"Right." he said.

"So... uh... Aedan..." he muttered.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Like... in comparison to... before..." he clarified.

Azazel, meanwhile, had woken up to hear that conversation.

"............" he was silent for a moment, before quietly slipping out of the chair.

He got to his feet, and started to slowly make his way out of the room.

'Maybe I should go.' he thought.

'Not sure how serious this conversation's gonna get.'

"Heh, fair enough." Azazel responded.

"Hm." he then muttered.

"Give me their version of a spicy meat pizza." he told her.

"And yes, I DO mean spicy." he said further.

"I like my food to burn." he added with a small smirk.

"Well, getting past that is... pretty easy for me." Azazel replied.

"And yeah, sure." he said.

"I haven't really eaten much in the past couple of days." he admitted.

"Just let me know where you're ordering from."

"....I see." Azazel muttered.

"That... doesn't surprise me." he told her.

"She does seem to be that type." he went on.

"...it suits her, though." he then admitted.

"I can't see her as any other way..."

"Huh?" Azazel muttered.

"An idiot?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked her further, before thinking about it.

".......hm." he mumbled.

"Wait, do you mean like this sort of incident?" he asked her.

"Is this kind of thing common?"

"I see." Azazel responded.

He was then silent again, before sighing yet again.

"....geez." he muttered.

"Aedan's pretty damn tough." he said.

"What she had inside her would have driven anyone else insane." he told her.

"And I mean that literally." he said further.

"Anyone else would have been driven to actual clinical insanity."