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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I have no idea what I think right now. There are two many conflicting stories from different sources to get a clear picture of anything.

And it seems that another group in Hell managed to talk to an actual fallen angel. Not one converted to a demon.

But having to pin down the right source to talk to for that has been a nightmare.

[rollplayinghouse]

An "actual" fallen angel...?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

One still aligned with God.

[rollplayinghouse]

Really... They must be pretty stubborn, in that case.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Apparently so.

[rollplayinghouse]

And you don't even know who to talk to about it?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I have one name. But apparently they talked to several people.

I'm having someone closer to that person talk to them first.

But still---

It's been over 48 hours since I got back. It shouldn't take this long.

[rollplayinghouse]

...Do you think they don't want to talk to you?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

No.

But I also advised by many to stop being the bottleneck for information. So.

This system needs to learn to stand on it's own. If it's to work, I can't micromanage every aspect of it.

[Even if it kills him not to]

[rollplayinghouse]

Mm. I don't disagree with that.

It will be a good test to see when and if the information gets to you, then.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Already too late if we needed it for something.

[rollplayinghouse]

Yes. That must be frustrating.

[without any inflection whatsoever]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just laughs.

And laughs and laughs and laughs---

As he stands up and starts to pack up the rest of the remains of the meeting]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Just raises her eyebrows slightly and also rises from her seat.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He's moving to put most of it away - to his lab presumably. One set of notes he leaves on the cube table. Those are probably the ones he is taking to King]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She follows him, under the assumption they are done sitting in the common area.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He is indeed taking them to his lab, which is mostly bare now that B has taken out all the important plot things.

He turns to look at her, one eyebrow raising]

Yes?

What is it?

[rollplayinghouse]

...Are you done?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are you?

...

I can't decide if you're just extremely bitter about recent events or if there is actually something different going on about you.

[rollplayinghouse]

...I wouldn't say "extremely bitter," and I'm not really interested in arguing about it anymore, but I'm not going to entirely get over something like that so easily.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So then you've answered your own question.

[rollplayinghouse]

So what, you expect me to sit there and listen to you complain about not having all the information without comment? I didn't even actually say anything.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Not that question.

Your poker face is still terrible.

[rollplayinghouse]

[huff!!]

...It still doesn't count if it's you. Plenty of people don't notice I'm annoyed even if I'm way more obvious than that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then by that logic, if you can fool me, you can fool anyone.