"Yeah. It was him. He left a fucking receipt in my flat while he was flooding it. My intern found it and we traced it back. I just don't understand it, though. He's Heaven's greatest swordsman. Why try to take me out with holy water?"
Crowley growled. "I don't like this, John. I get three more questions for every one I get answered. I suspected that Gabriel had given Michael the orders and now I've got it confirmed, but I don't think it ends there. Like you said, he's just the messenger. But he wouldn't have passed it along unless it came from a trusted source. Who could possibly give orders to archangels besides Him? And how the hell am I going to talk Gabriel into telling me?"
He sighed and sank against the nearest wall. "I think maybe it can wait until tomorrow..."
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Date: 2005-12-16 09:11 am (UTC)Crowley growled. "I don't like this, John. I get three more questions for every one I get answered. I suspected that Gabriel had given Michael the orders and now I've got it confirmed, but I don't think it ends there. Like you said, he's just the messenger. But he wouldn't have passed it along unless it came from a trusted source. Who could possibly give orders to archangels besides Him? And how the hell am I going to talk Gabriel into telling me?"
He sighed and sank against the nearest wall. "I think maybe it can wait until tomorrow..."