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[PRIVATE to Michael, Lucifer, and Gabriel]
[The PCD is facing something indistinct and gray at first. That primal scream, the smashing and cacophony of thunderous bangs and crashes? There's no sign of it at all when Raphael picks up the PCD, smiling placidly and not even breathing hard. Ignore the smashed, destroyed cabinet behind her and the shattered china littering the room. Everything's cool.
She has a severed arm in hand, slung over her shoulder like a golf club between holes or a very Tarantino hobo pack. Everything's fine.
Raphael has a black eye and a series of interesting bruises and cuts all over her, that look at least a day old.]
Brothers. If you need me, I will be exploring the pantry of the chateau.
[Click. Fucking. Off.]
[The PCD is facing something indistinct and gray at first. That primal scream, the smashing and cacophony of thunderous bangs and crashes? There's no sign of it at all when Raphael picks up the PCD, smiling placidly and not even breathing hard. Ignore the smashed, destroyed cabinet behind her and the shattered china littering the room. Everything's cool.
She has a severed arm in hand, slung over her shoulder like a golf club between holes or a very Tarantino hobo pack. Everything's fine.
Raphael has a black eye and a series of interesting bruises and cuts all over her, that look at least a day old.]
Brothers. If you need me, I will be exploring the pantry of the chateau.
[Click. Fucking. Off.]
