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ltsh_ooc2010-01-04 05:58 pm
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Eleventh Day of Christmas - All Beelzebub meant to do was to fetch his key
“But I’m not even doing anything!” War exclaimed incredulously. “I swear it’s not my fault.”
Sister Mary didn’t seem to be blaming her, though, and Adam was too busy trying break up the fight to pay her any attention.
“Foul, treacherous spawn from the pit!” Michael roared shaking his struggling victim. “I’ll smite you and exorcise you and banish you back to Hell. And then I’ll tear you limb from limb!”
“No Michael, you won’t,” Adam repeated sternly. “Remember the rules. Put Lord Beelzebub down right now and apologise, or I will have to throw you out of the manor.”
Sister Mary didn’t seem to be blaming her, though, and Adam was too busy trying break up the fight to pay her any attention.
“Foul, treacherous spawn from the pit!” Michael roared shaking his struggling victim. “I’ll smite you and exorcise you and banish you back to Hell. And then I’ll tear you limb from limb!”
“No Michael, you won’t,” Adam repeated sternly. “Remember the rules. Put Lord Beelzebub down right now and apologise, or I will have to throw you out of the manor.”
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