"He was more of a talker than one who liked to give dictation," Gabriel offers after a moment. "So there were never that many to begin with. And without me to whisper in his ear, he's doing the lion's share of reading."
Not that he'd spoken to many prophets in the last few hundred years.
A few choice Enochian curses slip free. "Cas. Cas cracked the door to Purgatory and let those fuckers out. Of course he did, he was too young to remember how hard it was to stuff them back in there in the first place."
It had been the last battle all four archangels had fought together. Shoulder to shoulder, taking on the creatures until Purgatory had been created to hold them. Not a good memory really, but not terrible either.
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Date: 2014-03-26 05:54 pm (UTC)Not that he'd spoken to many prophets in the last few hundred years.
A few choice Enochian curses slip free. "Cas. Cas cracked the door to Purgatory and let those fuckers out. Of course he did, he was too young to remember how hard it was to stuff them back in there in the first place."
It had been the last battle all four archangels had fought together. Shoulder to shoulder, taking on the creatures until Purgatory had been created to hold them. Not a good memory really, but not terrible either.