Dossier Twenty-six

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Here is Henrietta. Henrietta brought Crowley's bathroom. She is in a nightgown.

She is also stuck on a towel hook.

Why is she stuck on a towel hook? Because she has a pair of enormous--or rather, proportional--dove-gray wings curving out of her back. And one of them is caught on the towel hook.

She winces.]

Oh... This is bad, I think.


[[Bwahaha, experiment start. Henrietta is now an angel. |D ]]

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[contract_star]

[Notices, but puts on a smile.] Excellent. I'm sure you'll do perfectly.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley is not quite as fine with this as Hei seems to be, and suddenly wishes he'd chosen different wording.]

Er...right then.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Blink?] Signore? Did I say something wrong?

[contract_star]

[Fine with this, lol, yeah, oh so totally fine with the fact that little sister is an angel and has a better connection with Crowley and that Hei once again can't help her much at all and that she could turn into a kitten and get stepped on or something and FFFFFFFF.]

[Yeah, keeps smiling.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Well excuse him for not being a MIND READER but SOMEONE over there is smiling like an idiot so how is he supposed to know the bloody difference? And honestly, who steps on kittens?]

[...other than Crowley, but he's actually aiming for them when he does it. And he usually misses, at any rate.]

[The demon shakes his head.]

Of course not. Just be careful when you're practising, will you?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes, signore. [Though she's giving Hei a bit of a funny look because she can ~FEEL THE LOOOOVE~ as it were and it... feels weird.]

[contract_star]

Hm? Is something wrong?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley just shoves his hands into his pockets and looks away.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um. I think I can feel things from other people. [She rubs her head.]

[contract_star]

...

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...Oh. [Fuxors.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley speaks without turning back to the other two]

If you're anything like the angel, you're most likely able to sense various kinds of love.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She blinks, stares, and then starts blushing.] L... [S-sidelong look at Hei, nervous.] ...really?

[contract_star]

[Little blush.] I guess...well. That makes sense, I suppose.

[Out of curiosity, to Crowley,] Does that mean demons sense various kinds of hate?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I would imagine some of us can, yes. Hate's never really been my style.

I can, however, sense what a person desires at any given time.

[contract_star]

...Desires? [Hei can almost see this conversation veering off the tracks and careening toward a cliff.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Desires. I'm in the business of Temptation, after all.

For instance— [he finally turns back to look at Hei, and after a moment cocks his head to one side]

Ah. I didn't know you knew Misaki.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

...

Misaki?

...who's Misaki?

[contract_star]

[GOES BEET RED. And so freaking hates you, Crowley.]

N...Never mind about her.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley shrugs.]

It's what I do. And quite possibly what Henrietta can do, at least for the time being.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.] Ah... love and desire? [B-BLUSHING]

[contract_star]

[AJFLKDAJFLDAJL.]

That--is there any way to block it? She--doesn't need to sense some--things.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a smirk directed at Hei]

It's all a matter of filtering. Selective attention. [He turns to Henrietta] Those emotions you've been feeling, you can learn to ignore them. Again, though, it will take a bit of effort on your part.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

So... [N..not looking at either of them] If I wanted to feel them more clearly, I just have to think about them more?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Essentially. And desire isn't always for another person, you know—there are six other Sins as well.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Only that many? What are they?