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[The video device snaps on just as a startled and painful yell is followed by a loud thump on the ground. It shows an upside down -shirtless - Theo sans his sunglasses, but fortunately not sans pants. His silver eyes blink out at everything and he yanks his right arm, discovering that it is currently cuffed to something else.]

What the...[and then something rather rude in some ancient not spoken in ages language follows. Because cursing in other languages is fun!]

[Gabriel stirs slowly, feeling the yank on her arm. The handcuffs have enough distance between them that she can remain on the bed, and she crawls to the edge of it, peering down at Theo disapprovingly. Her hair is slightly dishevelled.]

Don’t swear.

[Then she perks up at the sight of an undead...rat? creature? thing?...and her eyes go wide. What is that?!]

[The rat would blink at her but it’s missing its eyelids. Instead it scurries off and knocks Theo’s sunglasses off the nightstand so he can put them on.]

That wasn’t swearing. Trust me. That wasn’t swearing.

[There’s a pause.]

So. Today is going to be fun, isn’t it?

[The chain on the handcufs clinks as Gabriel pulls it up to examine it, tugging on Theo slightly in the process. Dismay is evident on her face.]

Oh, dear. I would say so.

[She frowns down at him, concerned.]

What are we going to do? You’ll disintegrate at this rate!

((OOC: Blue is Gabriel. Black is Theo. Pain is for both of them.))

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Of Gabriel? I wonder why.

I can't figure it out personally. Besides being an angel [Which in Theo's views is an automatic strike against her] she's been nothing but polite to me.

Mysterious. Maybe she's hiding something...

Possibly.

Who are you?

Depends on who you ask, but just call me Kira.

If I were to ask other people?

I'm Theo.

Depends on who you ask. But given the company you're keeping... Lucifer.

Nice to meet you.

[Oh. Goody.]

Wonderful. Another one of you.

[He's not differentiating between you and the others, Kira. You fall under angel to him. :D]

I'm a bit of an outsider, sorry to disappoint.

Also, condolences for the forced company.

Perhaps it makes a difference to you, but not to me. Sorry. I never got the hang of figuring out which one of you is which.

[Honestly, you're all the same. But he does sound mildly apologetic.]

I'm sure it could be worse. I know a very active four year old who's bent on trying to destroy all that exists before her.

She named her pony Bringer of Doom.

At least you're embracing your ignorance.

[He could likely care less, but, yeah, it definitely makes Theo come across as stupid. Not because he doesn't know religious bullshit, but because he's dealing with actual beings and apparently makes no effort to care. Doesn't seem like there is much sense in getting to know Theo either then.]

That's probably one of the reasons four year olds shouldn't have ponies.

I suppose it's a bit of a personal issue from back home. None of you seem to care to make a difference between me and evil necromancers. Once you've gotten rebuked and told to go back to the depths of Hell or where ever you came from enough times, you just learn to get wary of the entire pantheon.

I will admit that things do seem to be different here. No one's tried to kill me yet.

[Ah well. Getting smote hurts!]

She's related to the Morrigan. That probably has everything to do with it.

Seems to me like you have to open your mind a bit. None of us are from wherever you come from. You're not from wherever we come from.

Different worlds, different rules, different stories. You really should open your mind or this place might break it.

[This is him kind of caring, maybe.]

Read about that, I think. See? Different worlds.

Still shouldn't have a pony.

Old habits die hard. Especially when they're survival habits.

[Also he's paranoid that if he lets his guard down long enough they will try and smite him.]

But I've been learning quick enough that different rules exist for others.

Which is nice.

[He snorts.]

It was either that or her stealing a pony. At least that's what I was told.

No one in this place has taken any offense to me being what I am, so I think you should be just fine.

On that note, maybe we should start over. I'm Kira, high school student from Tokyo. You are?

[All right then.]

Theodred.

I'm a necromancer who works for an international trouble shooting agency.

[He's not quite sure which sounds stranger. The devil as a high school student or the half god named after a Lord of the Rings' character who works for a secret sort of agency.]

[It's probably both up there, but seems to be about par of the course for this place. Kira takes it in stride.]

Sounds interesting. What do you do in your free time?

Free time?

I've heard of that.

I'm a bit of a workaholic so ... work. And plan a wedding.

Who's marrying who?

I'm getting married. Her name is Adrienne.

Congratulations, I guess. Is she here?

Sadly, no.

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