The three kitty faces of Azraelia.
Well, you gave up on trying to understand me a long time ago. Why are you here, sister? Really?
Honestly? I’m here to sit and watch Michael and Lucifer destroy each other and any other fallen angel who gets in their way. That includes you, Anna. I do not wish to see you hurt but there’s nothing I can do to help you.
Selfish? I can’t believe you still think I was selfish. Am. Whatever it is.
I don’t know what to think. I don’t even know who you are anymore, Anna.
Oh, haven’t you? I’m sorry, I must have mistaken all those childish pranks and candy and hookers for complete and utter hell. You may wanna go easy on the bullshit at this pity party of yours.
((You know I love you but being angry with Gabe is just her MO. I just can’t see her getting over it easily. :L))
They would find out, Azraelia. What I had planned. You know the punishment for falling back then. I got at least what, twenty something human years for myself before they came after me.
I’m sorry, sister.
It’s fine. I don’t care. You did what was best for you and that’s… whatever. Selfishness isn’t welcome in heaven anyway.
I don’t hate you, Gabriel. I’d just very much like to see you suffer for the next 500 years or so. Nothing major.
oops. too late.
Technically, I did forget about you - well, all of you - for a while. Not completely, but. I hope you understand why I couldn’t say goodbye.
I’ve tried to understand, I really have, but I don’t and I doubt I ever will. You just left. Saying goodbye was the least you could do.
Think of it as more of…visit from an old friend.
A visit, you say? Well, then I suppose it is good to see you. I was under the impression you had forgotten about me.
On the contrary, it is I who assumed you had forgotten about me. You left heaven in such a hurry - you and Gabriel both.