There is really nothing more unfathomably stupid than continuing to pretend like nothing is wrong when everything is wrong. He's been found out. The gods won't take him, he'd rather avoid the angels, and everything's falling to pieces, but he still plays his own little games, in his own little world and tries to pretend he isn't reeling from what happened to Lucifer and Michael and what's currently happening in Heaven.
Which is why there's a tiny little town in the Midwest dealing with a few unusual incidents with a couple of reported deaths. Weird coincidences, mostly. Certainly has nothing to do with that Pepsi stockboy over there.
Plans take time, if done right. And this world doesn't need every second of her attention, nor do her children. The eldest can take watch for a few nights as she makes her rounds, exploring, getting a feel for this newer Earth. It's still the same really. Just messier, more full of Daddy's little cockroaches. They were stubborn, she'd give them that. But all it ever was, was an ever revolving story. The same thing, over and over again.
So when something new happens? A few murders out of no where, comical almost... Oh, she has to go see what they're getting up to. She knows it isn't a human. But it certainly isn't one of her own. So just who is having so much fun down here? Uncaring for their Father's absence or Michael's right hook?
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Which is why there's a tiny little town in the Midwest dealing with a few unusual incidents with a couple of reported deaths. Weird coincidences, mostly. Certainly has nothing to do with that Pepsi stockboy over there.
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So when something new happens? A few murders out of no where, comical almost... Oh, she has to go see what they're getting up to. She knows it isn't a human. But it certainly isn't one of her own. So just who is having so much fun down here? Uncaring for their Father's absence or Michael's right hook?