An Alastor RP Catchall

[nomoreroom]

For when you just can't get enough bullshit in your day

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[archraphael]

It did have to be official.

Raphael squeezed back, "Gloria. Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus in excelsis Deo."

The bright blue light moved from him and formed a mark on the back of Alastor's hand. Nothing that couldn't be covered by a fasionable glove. The light faded from Raphael completely and he let go of Alastor's hand.

[nomoreroom]

He'd note well that mark on his hand, definitely going to have to get a glove for that. There wasn't many in Hell who would choose to risk their lives by actively mocking him, but hey.

He didn't need to clutter up his suddenly much fuller schedule with having to continuously curb stomp some mouthy newcomer.

"So, that's it until I get a call, I'm going to assume?"

[archraphael]

"Yes." The angel agreed standing up, "I'll start the work of finding someone particularly loathsome for you. For the next hundred years we're partners."

((I've hope you've been enjoying this as much as me! Should we start a new one so that this one doesn't get cluttered up with comments?))

[nomoreroom]

"Well you certainly know where to find me!" Not like he can go anywhere else.

[We can keep it in this post but definitely start a new thread so the page doesn't stretch. Do you need me to start?]

[archraphael]

((Sure, you can start the next one.))