[IC CONTACT FOR ADSTRINGENDUM.]

[integrity]

[No active post and you need to get ahold of Crowley? Come here!]

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[dicey]

You went anonymous in one of my posts once. Can you teach me how to do that? Someone told me once that you need to put a separate program on the PCD or something like that.

[audio] back from hiatus finally sorry about the late tag!!

[integrity]

[Well then.]

You can't get something for nothing, you know.

[Crowley isn't a charity giver.]

[audio] it's okay!

[dicey]

Okay. What do you want in exchange?

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[integrity]

What are you offering?

[audio]

[dicey]

... Dead rabbits?

[audio]

[integrity]

[ ... well, he supposes that would make a good treat for his dogs.]

Do you have seven of them?

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[(Anonymous)]

I can get seven of them.

[audio] DW no why

[dicey]

I can get seven of them.

[audio] sodgjhdgd

[integrity]

Bring them to me in two hours, we can meet by the lake.

I'll have your program ready.

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[dicey]

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[she'll show up a few minutes late, a group of coconut crabs following her (or being coerced to follow her via herding with a big stick, in some cases) ]

[action] <3!

[integrity]

[Crowley is waiting at the lake patiently.]

-- I thought you said rabbits, not crabs.

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[dicey]

The rabbits are here!

[she turns so he can see the sack dangling over her shoulder]

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[collegedropout]

So, you're partly human. That's why you've been so pissy, right?

[He can't even start this conversation playing nice, okay? He's still bitter about the Sarah thing. But this is something they have to talk about, sooner or later. And what better time than now, after the event?

One of the trials is curing a demon, isn't it? And you were our number one target.

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[integrity]

[He's silent for a long moment upon hearing this message, already seething and furious at his privacy being violated so thoroughly -- but he has to answer. He must.

If anything, just to save what little face he still has.]

Here to rub it in, are you?

[Tartly.]

I wouldn't be so hasty to cast stones.

[Partly human.

Shouldn't Crowley be fully human if Sam did his job.]

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[collegedropout]

[Sam suppresses every urge to either sigh at the energy he's gonna need for this next few minutes or pretend he was totally pleased with the turn of events; truth was, as happy as he'd like to be with Crowley's obvious discomfort, it meant nothing if the trials nosedived and they failed.]

As much as I'd love to rub it in, I think that's more Dean's deal.

Me? I just want to know what the hell happened to even fuck things up that bad.

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[integrity]

I don't owe you anything, much less something you want.

[It's said quietly, but with a definite bite to it. Sam is treading on careful territory.]

Remind me again why I should tell you a thing when you are the one who traipsed into my mind without so much as a knock.

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[collegedropout]

Because we don't like each other and you've enjoyed dicking us over in the past and your door was right there.

[Casual reply. He's not going to lie. He doesn't need to, he's pretty sure. No point, when the truth is basically obvious.]

I can't do anything about the Trials, and Castiel and Gabriel already told me we fail big time, told me you're in demon-human limbo. The worst you're doing at this point is rubbing it in our faces.

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[integrity]

As always, it's all about you two.

[Icily.]

You have absolutely no idea what you've done. You never do. All you ever care about is each other and to bloody hell with the rest of us. Both Heaven and Hell are ruined and all you care about is how you've failed.

[With a brief huff of laughter.]

That's an understatement.

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[collegedropout]

[Wow, Crowley, tell us how you really feel.]

Yeah, I, uh. Got that from the door you. You ranted a lot. Think you called Dean a weenie at some point.

[Just letting you know your door is a chatty Cathy.]

I don't get it, though. What's Heaven got to do with any of this? [He ignores the Hell bit, because 1.) a ruined Hell is fine, whatever, and 2.) why would them stopping ruin Hell anyway? just because you're probably not king now? Psshah).] And why would we stop, anyway? Closing the gates is a big priority. I know I wouldn't just stop in the middle of something like that.

[It's too important. Way too important.]

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[integrity]

Everything is interlinked. You can't close the Gates of Hell without Heaven getting concerned with the power being used. And you can't tackle Naomi without getting a few scars. It's yin and yang, you unbelievable buffoon. They need each other.

[Snappishly.]

And before you're so quick to judge, I redesigned the Pit. I made it make sense. And now you've gone and created a power vaccuum and undone everything I've ever accomplished, so don't lecture me on what is a priority and what is not.

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[collegedropout]

As far as I can tell, Heaven's been screwed up and in need of a few design changes since God went missing. Kind of already a power problem for a while now. What I don't get is why we even picked you. If any demon smallfry was enough, why go after you? You're not exactly the easiest demon to work with. Willingly or not.

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[integrity]

Figure that out on your own.

[Snippishly.]

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[collegedropout]

[He doesn't skip a beat on that one.

His voice is level.]

Does it have to do with any of why you killed Sarah?

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[integrity]

Would it honestly make you feel better if I told you why I did? It doesn't matter, in the end. She's dead. Get over it and move on with your woebegone life.

[Curtly.]

I'm certainly intending on moving on with mine even though you've effectively butchered it.

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[He works his jaw, but — he sighs.]

I'm just trying to understand where it all fits together.

... I'm assuming you were trying to get us to stop the Trials. Being King of Hell and all.

[At this point, Sam just wants to get whatever bit of information he can get. Even if he wishes something inexplicably smashed Crowley right about now. Best to just keep a gameface and deal with the demon's annoying mouth.]