lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
just another dead composer
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Post by lillium on Mar 23, 2011 3:56:03 GMT -6
Marian quickly followed Dago through the portal, and after he made it through, made sure to close it and grab the portal tag. He really didn't want Lucifer getting his hands on a portal tag to the Library. Considering Dago had managed to get one, he didn't think it'd be hard for Lucifer to get one, but he wasn't exactly going to just leave one for the Lord of Pride.
Once he made it back into the Library, he took off the tie pin and threw it on the ground. His next action was to blow it to smithereens. He didn't want to have to deal with that thing ever, ever again.
He looked up at Dago. "I'm sorry for dragging you along on that. . But thanks." Marian paused for a moment. "I guess I can explain to you now what happened. Lucifer forced me to help him. He put a seal on my hand that would, in 24 hours, give away my exact location to him at all times unless I did what he said to get rid of it." He cringed, thinking of everything that had happened because of that. "But I forgive you for the whole Hans incident," he added. "You can stay in my room again."
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Post by Soprano on Mar 23, 2011 4:07:48 GMT -6
Dago leaned against the wall after Marian took the portal tag and closed the portal. He didn’t bother asking for it back, he’d give it back if he wanted to. He sighed and ran both hands though his hair. He blinked a couple of times when Marian blew up the pin, not sure why he did that, but Dago wasn’t sure what happened at all tonight.
Dago gave Marian a tired grin, “It’s okay, we survived, right?”
He listened carefully when Marian began to explain what had happened. He made a face when he mentioned that Lucifer would know where Marian was at all times. That hadn’t gone over well the last time a Lord of Sin knew where they were, but he didn’t know that.
“That’s fucked up,” he said, shaking his head, “And then they got into a fucking fight.”
He perked up quite a bit when Marian said he forgave him for forgetting Hans. Getting stabbed, almost arrested, and almost eaten was worth that, then.
He leaned his head against the wall and sighed a more content sigh, “Thanks.”
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