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[emet_sulk]

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If this is Hythlodaeus: Please act like a bureau chief for once in your life and stop referring complaints to me.


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I'M SORRY I MISSED THIS NOTIF

[emet_sulk]

Ardyn Izunia. A snide little man with a penchant for theatrics.

[ And boy doesn't that run close to home... ]

[angel_of_death]

Theatrics as in enjoys the theatre a little too much or theatrics as in he took a swan dive off his bleeding trolley?

[Please don't be both. Please don't be both.]

[emet_sulk]

Both.

[ Sorry, Walter. :/ ]

[angel_of_death]

Goddammit.

[The word is spoken in a bitter, grumbling sigh.

This is going to be a continuing problem. He can feel it, like a migraine building in his skull.]

I have enough of that to deal with back home.

[emet_sulk]

I'm sure no-one would object to you wringing his neck a second time. Death seems not to have fazed him in the slightest.

[angel_of_death]

Don't tempt me. I'm sure he'll do it enough.

[He stops just long enough to let out another frustrated, emphatic sigh.]

It's a good thing I'm used to things going straight to hell.

[emet_sulk]

As am I.

[ A joke that he thinks no-one except those from his world can truly appreciate. ]

[angel_of_death]

I did get the sense that you've been through a lot.

[What with the whole episode he had after the dragon was slain, though Walter had not made comment when it happened.]

[emet_sulk]

[ He knows he is not the most emotionally stable man. It's difficult to be when you've lost all that you hold dear. ]

If there was a hell, I would be sent straight to it for my transgressions.

[angel_of_death]

[Something they perhaps have in common.]

If there is a hell, I'll keep you company?

[emet_sulk]

Why not. I think I shall need someone who doesn't chatter incessantly like 'Daeus.

[ The tone is gruff yet fond. ]

Speaking of whom, I hear him calling. Was there aught else you required?

[angel_of_death]

No. I shall let you go for now.

Say hello to the fellow for me.

[Have a little wave.]

[emet_sulk]

Mm.

[ And with that vague sound of acknowledgement, he ends the call. ]