"Actually, if I was helping myself, I wouldn't go looking for how we summon Michael. I'd say it's utterly, utterly hopeless and let your boy throw himself into a cage in a pit in the deepest depth of hell. That's the easy ways, that's a very clear solution." It would save his ass and hopefully keep Lucifer in that cage for a while. Sure, it wasn't a long-term fix but it had it's perks.
"I guess I'm just sweet on you." He enjoyed the way Bobby's face contorted, it always entertained him to deal with older guys. The deep-seated homophobia, the confusion, the shock. It was addictive. "The rings, that was a mutual benefit, but this is busy work." And one he would do. Why not? He was invested. "I'll also take a copy of that porn, if you have it."
"Yeah, I got a copy somewhere in the archives." Bobby indicated what did not look like an archive of any description and was, more accurately, a rusty old freezer chest that Bobby felt worked quite well with keeping some especially important items safe. Such as the porn made by the Archangel Raphael. Hallelujah.
However, now that he'd told Aleister that much, he had to deal with everything else that he was saying. "I know you ain't got any care yourself but if you think that Sam in that cage is a clear solution, you don't know Matty as well as you like to pretend."
Which Bobby assumed was true. Had to be difficult for any demon to understand how humans really ticked. "So a different solution is kinda needed. Don't think you need a kiss goodbye to pick up on that."
"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby. Always so hostile. I don't need a kiss goodbye." Aleister debunked as he walked over to what was clearly a fucking freezer chest. He opened it and looked inside. Yes, it was a broke freezer chest. It had compartments. "I want a kiss goodbye. Very different."
He gestured at the freezer and looked at Bobby. "Are you kidding me with this?" It was ridiculous. He reached in and moved everything around until he found the angel porn. "I'm borrowing this. Could be useful. I'll return, don't worry. I don't know if angels tickle my fancy."
"No idea what tickles your fancy and I really don't wanna know. He ain't my type, tell you that much. Looks like a boy." Whatever his type in men might be, it certainly wasn't Raphael. Neither was the woman in it his type in women, not that he was sure what that was either. These days, more mature, a bit more natural. Well put together. Something like that, if he had to vaguely picture it.
"Take it. Knock yourself out. Return it though, I've got things organised in there." And, yeah, he gestured to the freezer chest again. It was in an order he knew, anyway.
"We should go furniture shopping together. And clean your windows. Do you get any natural light here or do those yellow stained blinds just give you the delightful lighting tone of urine?" The answer was yes, he had been here in the day. It was revolting, of course. He put the disk inside of his pocket and turned to Bobby, raising his eyebrows. "So you're not into young angelic twinks. Well, doesn't that just bode well for me?"
He smirked at the other before coming up to his desk and standing right in front of him. "I suppose I'm off. Any last tender, sweet words before I part?"
"Don't get your ass exorcised before you're done being helpful." There, Bobby felt that was nice. Frankly, for a known crank like him, it really might as well be some sweet nothings.
Maybe it was just a simple psychological thing that was happening. Sure, he was being flirted with by an untrustworthy piece of shit demon with a thousand agendas, but he was still being flirted with. Rather brazenly at times. That didn't usually happen and it was flattering in spite of the source and in spite of himself.
Also, somehow, he found Aleister entertaining, as annoying as he could be. It was fun watching the prissy snob turn his nose up at Bobby's place. Almost made him want to provoke it further.
So, yeah. Maybe he liked it when he came around. Just a bit. "See ya later."
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"I guess I'm just sweet on you." He enjoyed the way Bobby's face contorted, it always entertained him to deal with older guys. The deep-seated homophobia, the confusion, the shock. It was addictive. "The rings, that was a mutual benefit, but this is busy work." And one he would do. Why not? He was invested. "I'll also take a copy of that porn, if you have it."
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However, now that he'd told Aleister that much, he had to deal with everything else that he was saying. "I know you ain't got any care yourself but if you think that Sam in that cage is a clear solution, you don't know Matty as well as you like to pretend."
Which Bobby assumed was true. Had to be difficult for any demon to understand how humans really ticked. "So a different solution is kinda needed. Don't think you need a kiss goodbye to pick up on that."
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He gestured at the freezer and looked at Bobby. "Are you kidding me with this?" It was ridiculous. He reached in and moved everything around until he found the angel porn. "I'm borrowing this. Could be useful. I'll return, don't worry. I don't know if angels tickle my fancy."
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"Take it. Knock yourself out. Return it though, I've got things organised in there." And, yeah, he gestured to the freezer chest again. It was in an order he knew, anyway.
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He smirked at the other before coming up to his desk and standing right in front of him. "I suppose I'm off. Any last tender, sweet words before I part?"
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Maybe it was just a simple psychological thing that was happening. Sure, he was being flirted with by an untrustworthy piece of shit demon with a thousand agendas, but he was still being flirted with. Rather brazenly at times. That didn't usually happen and it was flattering in spite of the source and in spite of himself.
Also, somehow, he found Aleister entertaining, as annoying as he could be. It was fun watching the prissy snob turn his nose up at Bobby's place. Almost made him want to provoke it further.
So, yeah. Maybe he liked it when he came around. Just a bit. "See ya later."