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[xangel]

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

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[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.

[xangel]

Kind of a sad sack, but he doesn't mean anybody any harm. And he might be coming around. When Heaven came for us, well, probably for Charlie, he did rise to the occasion.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You pissed off God's holy army?

[xangel]

Always, but specifically in that case.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Huh.

And you're a warden. Interesting.

[xangel]

Interesting why?

[atowncalledtreffy]

Just that morality is relative. Or the 'good' guys aren't always what you think they are.

[xangel]

Oh. Yeah. That's lesson one.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah, but it's nice to hear not just me saying it.

[xangel]

You know, I never questioned shit before the day I fell, and even then, it wasn't a grand gesture, it was one hesitation. Not even a conscious choice. It's easy to believe the good side is whoever says they're good, but that means the first scrap of evidence that they're wrong breaks the whole thing forever.