Azurael looked at Grim, her head cocked slightly and a sly grin on her face. "The dead can't die can they?" Azurael said. Azurael unsheathed the sword she nearly always kept at her side and buried it in Grim's gut before removing it and wiping it down. She lowered her sword but left it unsheathed and dripping blood. "Just wanted to test a theory." Azurael said. Azurael knew the angel would either be very angry or just laugh it off in that disconcerting manner of his.

Azurael looked at T'vor "That wasn't very nice to say to him." She was thoroughly aware her words might sound disingenuous given she just impaled Grim on her sword. But she was testing a theory and Grim's own word, wereas she viewed T'vor as being straight mean.
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"You can just call me Anuriel. No need for the 'miss' part" Anuriel said but in a pleseant tone.

"Remember that job offer is always open for whenever you are ready. You are the only one I trust enough." Anuriel said.