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[gotashortfuse]

[This is Michael. He looks rather annoyed about something as he hovers over the City, wings flared out behind him.]

OI! RAPHAEL! I GOT A CANDY FOR YOU AND I'M COMIN' OVER RIGHT NOW!

[Translation: He's right above your house and you have ten seconds to be prepared to see your wall die again.]

GET READY! HERE I COME!

[Errrrr...less than ten seconds. Here he comes!]

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[bedsidemanners]

[ow]

I do plenty without you around! There were-- circumstances, that's all.

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[gotashortfuse]

EXPLAIN TRYING TO TRICK THAT CHICK INTO SLEEPING WITH YOU THEN! THAT IS STUPIDITY!

[Have another kick.]

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[bedsidemanners]

Stop it.

[he actually gets out of the way this time]

That wasn't a trick!

[... but arguing terminology is pointless with him]

You know I ended up helping her anyway, so it doesn't matter at this point.

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[gotashortfuse]

If I'd been there I bet you wouldn't have been so stupid. You grow a brain when I'm around.

[DENY IT. HE DARES YOU.]

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[bedsidemanners]

That's hardly fair. If you'd been there something would have exploded.

[probably the prime minister's head]

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[gotashortfuse]

Problem solved.

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[bedsidemanners]

That doesn't solve anything. It just leaves other people to deal with the fallout.

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[gotashortfuse]

So, they clean up some guts. Big deal.

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[bedsidemanners]

You're missing the finer points here.

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[gotashortfuse]

Am not. He goes boom, you don't act dumb.

You do know that your assistant isn't some stupid chick right?

[What? He always liked her better than all the other stupid ones.]

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[bedsidemanners]

[if only it were true, Michael]

Of course I know that. Barbiel's a highly competent officer.

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[gotashortfuse]

[Flopping on what remains of the couch.]

Why do you suck the most when I'm not there?

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[bedsidemanners]

Because things are far more complicated than you ever realize. And I can't resort to explosions.

[pointedly does not sit down]

... You're not the only one who ended up with one of those.

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[gotashortfuse]

Who else got one of yours?

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[bedsidemanners]

... No, I mean that I think I got one of yours.

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[gotashortfuse]

Yeah? What awesome thing did you see about me?

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[bedsidemanners]

I... you were setting someone's hair on fire.

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[gotashortfuse]

Was it the Fairy Queen? Or his mutt?

[BUBBLING WITH EXCITEMENT HERE]

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[bedsidemanners]

Wait, I don't remember you doing that.

[and a pause] I'm not sure who it was, actually.

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[gotashortfuse]

Maybe I'm gonna do it.

[Frown.] Boring!

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[bedsidemanners]

I don't think it works that way. It says what you've done, not what you're about to do. At least from what I've seen.

[just a little bit guilty-looking, as he settles onto the couch.]

Sorry to disappoint you.

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[gotashortfuse]

[he doesn't even notice the guilt as he curls his feet up unto the couch.]

Hey, what did the person look like that I burned? Were they annoying?

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[bedsidemanners]

[Raphael sighs, taxing his somewhat-limited imagination for a response.]

It... I think it might have been a guard? He had blue hair in a ponytail.

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[gotashortfuse]

Blue haired guy with a ponytail...

[Thinking...]

HEY! I think I killed a guy like that once! He called me short!

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[bedsidemanners]

[and there is much relief as he starts to laugh]

You set his hair on fire and killed him? Was he one of your men?