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[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

*runs through the halls, looking like she's seen a ghost*

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[hell-aint-ready.livejournal.com]

Circe? *he reaches out, snags her arm* Baby, what's wrong?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

*she stops as he grabs her, taking a moment to calm herself* I need to find Balthazar. Or Ian. Possibly both. I...she can't really be here. It's not possible. She was in the pit.

[hell-aint-ready.livejournal.com]

*he's instantly on the alert, pulling her into his study and locking the door* Who? What happened? I'll summon Ian. Tell me what happened. *he's reaching for the cord to summon the High Priest*

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Brea. She's back.

[hell-aint-ready.livejournal.com]

*he frowns* The fuck is that?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Brea. She was Az's lover a few centuries back. I...

This isn't happening. It can't be happening.

She's gonna KILL me. And then probably you. Or you first. She can't know about you. Can't know we're together. Definitely can't know I'm married.

[hell-aint-ready.livejournal.com]

Okay, baby. Okay. *he pulls her over to a chair* Sit down, take a breath. *he grabs a bottle of firewhiskey, pours her a glass* Take a belt of this and start from the beginning. Why is she going to kill you?

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*steps out a door, almost equally pale - and runs right into her* Ow!

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Ryan...

*she forces a calm expression on her face* What's wrong?

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*too quickly* Nothing. What's wrong with you?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

*also quickly* Nothing.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*eyes her* I'll tell if you will.

ooc: Also, I got your icon made, but tis very pink. >.<

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

All right. You first.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

Circe? Circe, what's wrong sweetheart?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

She...She's back.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

Who is?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Brea. She's...

She's an old lover of Az's. Like centuries old. I never meant to do it. But I didn't understand. I was jealous. So I...

I pushed her into the pit.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

Circe...

She won't hurt you. She won't hurt anyone. I won't let her.

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Really? Why? I just told you pushed her into the pit...

[protectndestroy.livejournal.com]

What's going on, Circe?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

It's Brea...

[protectndestroy.livejournal.com]

Az found out on his own then, did he? I warned you this would happen. I told you that you should have told him. *B rubs the bridge of his nose.* How angry is he?

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

No. It's not...Az doesn't know. At least I don't think he knows. It's...

She's here, B. She crawled out. That's not...

It's not possible.

[protectndestroy.livejournal.com]

*It would be highly inappropriate to laugh and yet it's what he finds himself doing.* I'll be damned, again.

*He's shaking his head because it's all he can think to do. The implications of her return, and how it's going to disrupt the shaky peace they've managed to attain aren't lost on him.* You need to tell Azrael right now. Before she does.

[unhappyhellgod.livejournal.com]

Why are you...this isn't funny. She's...do you know what kind of power is required to survive something like that???

*she's worried...and rightly so*

I know. I know. I need to find him. Come with me?