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"...Okay, I'm sensing a lot of anger from you-- but it's my decision. I never liked Cameron back in the day but that was your choice and now I think the guy's pretty cool. I'm not saying you need to love Apollo, I just want you to give him a chance, that's all. We're gonna have a stable life together, Mary. It'll be normal. He's... basically abandoning everything demonic for me, that's a huge fucking deal and... I'd like you to at least, you know, recognise that," the brother grumpily responded, trying his best not to jump to Apollo's defence in the usual angry fashion. Despite dumping Benji, he wasn't going to immediately abandon all the lessons the other had helped him with, nor was he going to ignore that he had anger issues that needed resolving. He was going to continue with his medication and his sobriety for as long as he could, even if he knew, deep down, that it wouldn't be too long before he was sharing champagne with Apollo on a balcony somewhere hot. Wisely, he neglected to mention that part of the plan to Mary.
Any desire he had to explain further, to try and get her on side, ended the moment Kayla made a typically grand appearance through the (expectedly) pink portal. She didn't remotely care if there were humans present who didn't know about demons, but she breathed a sigh of relief nevertheless when recognising all those present were aware of what she was, even if some of them hadn't met her before.
"Honestly, I'm having a nightmare of a day. Lucifer doesn't stop hounding poor Apollo about his duties; it's all so stressful down there. Makes me almost glad that I've been sent to update you on the plans, Elijah; Darius. Apollo's putting his own plans into action and I'll be updating you both on them," she drawled, taking a seat at the table casually and reaching for her lipstick, applying it calmly without any recognition of how silent everyone had become at her entrance - besides Darius, at least, who was grinning to himself and murmuring how 'hilarious' he found the demon's obliviousness. "...Gosh, it's really cramped in here, isn't it? This place is tiny. My closet is bigger than this-- hell, my hellhound's room is bigger. You humans really do amuse me; you're all so cute with the poor standards you have."
Any desire he had to explain further, to try and get her on side, ended the moment Kayla made a typically grand appearance through the (expectedly) pink portal. She didn't remotely care if there were humans present who didn't know about demons, but she breathed a sigh of relief nevertheless when recognising all those present were aware of what she was, even if some of them hadn't met her before.
"Honestly, I'm having a nightmare of a day. Lucifer doesn't stop hounding poor Apollo about his duties; it's all so stressful down there. Makes me almost glad that I've been sent to update you on the plans, Elijah; Darius. Apollo's putting his own plans into action and I'll be updating you both on them," she drawled, taking a seat at the table casually and reaching for her lipstick, applying it calmly without any recognition of how silent everyone had become at her entrance - besides Darius, at least, who was grinning to himself and murmuring how 'hilarious' he found the demon's obliviousness. "...Gosh, it's really cramped in here, isn't it? This place is tiny. My closet is bigger than this-- hell, my hellhound's room is bigger. You humans really do amuse me; you're all so cute with the poor standards you have."