"And you are only telling us this, now?" Said Michael, as he anxiously paced back and forth in the conference room of the Seven's quarters.
Jophiel harshly spared a glance at him, making him stop in his tracks. Ariel and Chamuel looked like they were conversing about the possibilities that was ahead of us. Gabriel was tapping his fingers on the table, with Azrael glaring at him. Raphael sat quietly, as if thinking things through.
"I was scared, okay? I just remembered earlier," I said, and he sighed. He then sat down at the head of the table, leaning back with a heavy breath.
"Just... tell us about these things as soon and as much as possible, okay? We care about you, and we care about the realm. And Lucifer, he was our friend too, of course we do care about him, but these actions are what separates us." Said Michael, and I nodded.
"Michael, you're stressing yourself out again," said Jophiel, sending him a worried glance.
"Let him be stressed, that's what he wants." Said Azrael, making Michael glare at him.
"What did you just say?" Asked Michael, frowning at Azrael. I gave him a look, but he just continued glaring back at Michael.
"I said that you're stressing yourself. We should be searching for Lucifer right now, to stop him as soon as possible but we are stalling. Don't you see the bigger picture, Michael?" Asked Azrael, and Michael stood up and then slammed his hand on the table.
"Az, I know you're best friends with both Kassandra and Lucifer, but we have to think this through. Thoroughly, Azrael. Thoroughly," Michael breathed out, as if releasing his anger.
"If you'd just let the anger go, Michael, this will be handled properly," spoke Chamuel, making all eyes drop on him.
"Not to be rude, oh so called leader, but Chamuel is right. And Azrael is mostly right," said Ariel, making us all look at him after Chamuel's spotlight.
"Oh so called leader? Is that what you call me behind my back?" Michael said, turning to Ariel with a glare. Ariel, however, didn't waver under his harsh glare.
"Michael, you have to chill, bro. Your anger issues are surfacing, it's drowning us here," said Gabriel, sighing.
"God, I can't believe this is happening," said Raphael, standing up harshly.
"Raph. Sit down," said Jophiel, but he wouldn't obey the archangel of beauty.
"I won't sit the heck down if this guy doesn't sort out his anger. God, the solution is right here, Michael." Said Raphael, and Michael raised a brow at him.
"And what is that?"
"Now that we have known Kassandra has an empathy link with Lucifer, wouldn't that be easier? We have to search, and search, this whole night. The more the foreign emotions inside her intensifies, the more his location is closer to us. We have the upperhand here, too, as much as Lucifer has," said Azrael, glaring at Michael.
"And what do you know if he cut off the link right after he sent that vision to her?" Asked Michael, placing his hands on the table and leaning forward to Azrael with the same intense glare.
"Because empathy links don't get cut off easily, at least without the approval of both sides. Your brain is rotting, no offense," said Chamuel, making us all giggle.
Michael groaned, and then collapsed on the same seat he was in.
"I'm sorry," he said, and we all smiled.
"Sorry for what?" Asked Azrael, smirking a bit.
Everyone of us looked at him as if thinking he was thinking of something else, but he just raised his brow at us. Michael closed his eyes and shook his head, probably knowing what Azrael was trying to say.
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the devil cries
Fantasi"once the devil cries, we're all done." they all warned her. she wasn't supposed to go convince the devil with them, but she did. she wasn't supposed to make him let a tear fall, but she did. and once the devil cries, life will be in ruins.
