http://winged-healer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] winged-healer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] neutral_omens 2006-02-07 05:55 am (UTC)

"You implied it," he gasped. "You know what you meant. You said it on purpose. You always do that on purpose, taunting me, acting like I'm going to Fall when you know it's my worst fear. I'm terrified but you just playing on that for no good reason."

He thought of all the insinuations of not being able to do anything, of Falling, everything he'd ever said. The archangel grimaced, stood shakily and staggered over to Crowley, picking up the hose.

"You infuriate me, you know that?" He said, his voice a flat, biting sound. "Worry about yourself for once. Worry about that Principality you could be Felling. Worry about your responsibility for... that incident. Quit acting like I'm useless when you can't even keep your angel safe."

He pointed the hose at the demon for a moment and considered squirting him for a long moment, then dropped it, fell to his knees and planted his hand on the demon's chest.

"You're an ignorant jerk," he muttered, forcing whatever energy he had left into healing and repairing the corporation he'd damaged in his anger. "And watch your language," he snapped before falling over backwards and passing out.

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