"It's not my job to hate people, it's my job to heal injuries," Ari replied.
"No offense to the princess of course, but I have a feeling that even if that chicky [i]does[/i] kill her, well, I don't think a whole heck of a lot of people would miss her," she chuckled.
"Although, more seriously, I'd rather she didn't just up an kick off, simply because there's already so much drama going around right now. If she dies, we'll have to instigate a Search or something like that for whoever inherits Order after her, and I dunno how that was like in Angel society, but we Demons have lived through some pretty brutal and scary Searches in the past. Demon law dictates that anyone claiming to be possessed by Chaos gets convicted of high treason if they are found to be lying, and, well. That's a death penalty. It's frankly lucky that his Majesty inherited it after his father, or else we would have had to live through [i]another[/i] Search, and I'm not sure I ever want to witness that."
She shuddered.
"So if the princess up and kicks it, his Majesty will probably have no choice but to instigate a Search, simply because he's currently ruling both parties right now. But, anyway."
"Listen, Asmod. I uh, I can't help you with your visions, I'm sorry. I'm just a medic. But as a medic, I have to recommend that you should probably find someone you can talk to if they bother you this much. You can come see me if you want, but if not me, find someone you can trust. If it doesn't help you, that's fine, but I think you should try it first to see if it'll help."
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T'vor beckoned to Azurael to follow. "Of course I know where he is."
They found his Majesty out in the field, watching the dragons and speaking to his new stylist. T'vor rolled his eyes heavenward. By the gods, he didn't understand what his friend saw in it. When they approached, he immediately addressed Je'Nai.
"Begone, girl! The matters of state are not for the ears of commoners!"
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Seph looked up as his General approached. He sighed mildly. "Please excuse me for the time being, Je'Nai. We'll discuss this further later," he replied, more kindly than his General had been. "General, are you forgetting that [i]I[/i] may dismiss my staff when I see fit? Have a care."
T'vor did not respond.
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"Nonexistent...?" Chrissa mulled over that.
"Is it true that humans can't fly? That's why we have to hide, right? I can't even imagine it. Not being able to fly, I mean. I wonder how it feels. Must be awful for them! If I was a human, I think I'd be very sad not to be able to fly," she decided.