Satan Lucifer
Hey, Satan! Abaddon called out as he walked into the training room, where I was currently humoring my wrestling agent by exercising
read, working off boredom. The seven of us had taken up mouthspeaking when around humans; it confused them a lot less.
Unfortunately, I couldnt answer him back; I was busy taking a drink. Yeah?
Got a letter from someone, he said, continuing to mouthspeak, knowing that anyone listening would likely figure that I had made some sort of hand signal towards him. Looks important. Wax seal and everything, he finished, holding up the letter for me to see.
I put the water bottle down and walked over towards him. Some young hotblood decided to try and take me down right then, so I grabbed his upper arms and gently flipped him in one smooth motion. Gently because Id somehow managed to gain quite a bit of muscle without even trying in the almost seven years since my brothers and I had been kicked out of Heaven. Long story; well tell you later.
I took the letter from him and opened it, silently reading it. Well, wouldnt you know it. Michaels interested in watching me fight tomorrow night, I said out loud for the benefit of any listening humans. My brothers all knew from reading it with me through the mindspeech that I meant Michael Zebul, the Archangel Cherub, with whom Abaddon and I had become fairly close friends during our time in Heaven. Tomorrow was the night of my next big tournament, and the Cherubim were very skilled when it came to the issue of aiding warriors in battle. And sometimes they just liked to watch people fight; I suspected that Michael was coming because of the second reason. Popcorn, anyone?
Going to put on a good show for him? Abaddon asked mildly, and my brothers sent a silent nod towards me, interest flaring through the mindscape.
But of course. When do I not put on a good show? I wondered. Someone nearby chuckled.
Well, there was that one time in Milan
Abaddon mused, and I let out a short laugh before returning to my boredom cure.













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