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[dominateartimus]

[The fallen arch-angel has been putting off communicating with the outside world for a bit too long. By the time he finally gets around to broadcasting, he sounds rather annoyed.]

To those who may be concerned, I'm still alive in kicking and back to normal.

That is all.

[There was a small scoff from him as he closed the book.]

Comments

[abstinentzombie]

Hey you. Asshole.

[dominateartimus]

What do you want now?

[abstinentzombie]

I want a fucking thank you, that's what I want.

[dominateartimus]

Ask at a later date.

[abstinentzombie]

No. I'm asking now.

[dominateartimus]

Is that why you're drinking?

[abstinentzombie]

No. Fuck you.

[bondedgryphon]

[Audio]

[Zhaneel has listened to the exchange above, feathered brows rising further and further which each trade. Seriously, do you two love each other or what???]

I am... pleased to hear this, San.

[dominateartimus]

I take it you were worried?

[bondedgryphon]

[She chortles softly.]

I always concern myself over my friends... particularly when their silence could equate to their being gone forever.

[dominateartimus]

That's true, but I'm not that easy to get rid of.

[bondedgryphon]

[She thrums low in her throat, facial feathers fluffing up in response.]

Again, I am most glad to hear it... I would be terribly amiss if you left us.

[dominateartimus]

You'd probably be one of the few who would miss me.

[agisquodadis.livejournal.com]

Oh, goody. We're all relieved. Thanks for the bloody update.

[Who is he again?]

[dominateartimus]

Is that sarcasm I'm detecting?

[agisquodadis.livejournal.com]

Now, whatever would make you think that?

[dominateartimus]

I thought of that because of how you 'gently' worded your response.

[agisquodadis.livejournal.com]

I'm a gentle lady.

[dominateartimus]

Is that so?

[There's a bit of disbelief in his voice.]

[angha-firebird.livejournal.com]

Sandrath.

[There's a hesitating pause, then slight vulnerability in her next words.]

Do you remember me now?

[dominateartimus]

Of course I do, Aara.

[angha-firebird.livejournal.com]

[A quite hefty sigh of relief.]

Oh, good. Are you hurt? Is there anything I might do?

[dominateartimus]

No, I am not and don't worry about needing to do my dirty work.

[angha-firebird.livejournal.com]

I am used to dressing wounds and changing bandages. It would never be any trouble.

Though I suppose you are not in need, because you are well.

[A light, airy laugh.]

I am glad you are well.

[dominateartimus]

I take it you were worried about me too?