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[xangel]

Hi you've reached Vaggie, yell if something's on fire.

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[atowncalledtreffy]

No shit? That's hilarious.

[xangel]

Oh, yeah, I'm trying to get Justine to make me a tapestry. We're good at violence. It's... sustainable change that might be a problem.

[atowncalledtreffy]

And you don't know what to do for your deal.

[xangel]

I have a lot of ideas that all have pretty big implications, and my options for second opinions are a cranky old cynic and a messy bitch who needs everyone to know he's a shallow airhead.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah. Welcome to 'magical wish stupidity'.

[xangel]

I'm not exactly the planner. Day to day logistics, keeping the guests from burning down the hotel, but the big dreams are Charlie's.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You're here instead of her, though. That's got to be different.

[xangel]

It's not great. Honestly, I didn't expect to be dealing with this. I figured if I got a deal I'd use it to help the hotel, but I figured that'd be on the scale of, well, getting Angel or Husk out of their contracts. Now I've seen the scale of them, and, well, what if I just ended all contracts? What then?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Might start a riot.

[xangel]

We have... several riots a day. But cutting off the power base for every overlord at once, yeah, that's gonna do... something.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Well, that sounds vague and threatening.

[xangel]

Overlords are sinners, usually old ones, who make deals for souls. They get you on a leash, you get, usually protection, sometimes something more complicated, sometimes jack shit because you got maneuvered into their debt in the first place.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Christ. As if 'being in Hell' wasn't punishment enough.

[xangel]

If sinners would leave each other the fuck alone, hell's only problems would be angels and, I don't know, shitty scenery?

[atowncalledtreffy]

No demons tormenting sinners? No rivers of fire or blood?

[xangel]

Hellborn demons have their own shit to worry about. The river... is on fire sometimes but I think that's a pollution thing.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Huh. So how much did the Bible get right?

[xangel]

No idea, I was never human. Ask Husk or Angel?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Thanks. I might just.

[xangel]

I could give you the version Charlie told me, but she wasn't around for any of the fall from heaven stuff either, and, uh, her dad is not the most... reliable narrator I know.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Her dad. The Prince of Lies.

[xangel]

It's... more of a lack of self-awareness? He's a very nice guy, but kind of a total coward on the, well, general responsibility front. Heaven did a number on him.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Fairly sure he did a number on us. Sorry; not a lot of sympathy to spare for the devil himself.

[xangel]

[Seems harsh.]

I mean, he failed, yeah, but it's heaven making the call. I can't say he's still trying, but ten thousand years of being beaten down would take a lot of the fight out of me, too.

[atowncalledtreffy]

God's a prick then, too.

Sounds like a guy I'd want to get a drink with.