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[lotsoflaughs]

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[lotsoflaughs]

I made a fake that looked and acted just like me so he wouldn't know that he didn't actually kill me and come looking to finish the job. Better?

[humanentity]

Better. You truly are powerful, Gabriel.

[lotsoflaughs]

Yup. Lucifer's the one who taught me how to use my abilities way back when, although I've picked up a few things since then. Making my illusions better and so on.

For the most part.

[humanentity]

I cannot imagine it's something that you could teach?

[lotsoflaughs]

Considering that this is all news to you, no. They're powers Dad made us with that we had to learn how to use.

[humanentity]

Unfortunate, but not unexpected. I suppose we will fight our battles our way, and you yours.

[lotsoflaughs]

Yeah, looks like. Although hey. I tend to have more fun with mine than my brothers. Having a sense of humor helps.

[humanentity]

I have a sense of humor, perhaps that will be my saving grace.

[lotsoflaughs]

Lucifer used to have one, but. You know. Millennia of prison and Michael turning on him kind of put a dent in it.

Anyway. From some questions you had earlier, I take it that your wings are physically there?

[humanentity]

They're a part of me, yes. I can conceal them at will, within my body, but they are present, and physical.
It's the greatest torture for an angel to have his wings pinned, or otherwise restrained.

[lotsoflaughs]

I can imagine. Never mind the pain factor, it takes away a method of escape or enjoyment.

[humanentity]

You must feel limited in comparison, trapped in your human form.

[lotsoflaughs]

I do miss proper flying, yeah. While useful for getting around really quickly, the teleporting around version doesn't cut it for the whole having fun factor I'm missing out on.

[humanentity]

It wouldn't. There's something to having the feeling of the air beneath your wings, whispering through your feathers. It's glorious.

[lotsoflaughs]

You're not helping, you know.

[humanentity]

Who says I was trying to help?
Besides, you can just create an illusion of wings and flap around on them, can't you?

[lotsoflaughs]

Illusions and constructs are different. One's solid, one isn't.

[humanentity]

It's nice to see that my humor doesn't carry across universes.

[lotsoflaughs]

Remember when I said I spent the last two thousand years pretending *not* to be an angel? Don't you think that might let the cat out of the bag a little early?

[humanentity]

It might. And if you're hiding from the world now, no less than that. But I wonder, if your brothers are gone, why you are still hiding.

[lotsoflaughs]

My older brothers are either locked up somewhere around the bottom of Hell or dead, yeah, but that still leaves thousands of younger siblings wanting someone to tell them what to do. Anyway, a handful of people know that 1. who and what I actually am and 2. that I'm still alive. That handful's fine with me.

[humanentity]

You have no intention of guiding your younger siblings? Healing the rifts your elder brothers made between Heaven and Earth?

[lotsoflaughs]

Would you want thousands of angels pestering you for attention and to tell them what to do? Most people don't even know that the Apocalypse started, much less was stopped. The humans are fine.

[humanentity]

I don't think of it as pestering. They're my family.

[lotsoflaughs]

Don't get me wrong, I love them and I miss being around them, but running Heaven is not my idea of a good time and I risk becoming more like my Michael if I do. Not good.