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[sharpememory]

[Philip leans in close to the camera. At the very bottom of the screen, you can see the horrible, ropey scar that runs along the bottom of his neck.]

I want to talk to whoever is in charge here. Fed, magic wizard sea captain, whatever. We're gonna make a deal, because if we don't, things are going to get a bit unpleasant for everyone else around here.

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[screwinghimwould]

Oh, I'm sure the Admiral is quaking in his boots at such a threat.

[sharpememory]

I wouldn't expect him to, considering that he apparently has some pretty serious working to back him up. But don't worry about it, this shit is clearly too complicated for you to understand.

[screwinghimwould]

Try me, ape.

[sharpememory]

Ape? Come on now, you can do better than that.

[screwinghimwould]

Probably, but I can find better things to use my brain for.

Or are you not going to tell me your obviously fascinating story?

[sharpememory]

I'm not going to tell you a damn thing until you tell me who you are. Not to mention what you know about my brothers.

[screwinghimwould]

I'm Balthazar. An angel. One of Castiel's many less reckless brothers.

And who's your brother, my simian friend?

[buywithme]

[Scar+Calling People Feds+Kinda looks like Barron+The nature of this flood...]

Uh, Phillip Sharpe? You can't make a deal with anyone to get out of here, but you'll only be detained for a few days at the most...

[sharpememory]

Angel? Like the gang?

A guy who looks like me, but younger. You'd know him if you'd seen him.

[sharpememory]

Detained? Are you serious? On account of what? I have rights, you know.

[screwinghimwould]

Angel, like the winged messengers of God that could destroy you with a blink.

Hmm. Doesn't ring a bell.

[sharpememory]

Sure, and I'm a transformation worker. [Said with sarcasm.]

Wait, are you here normally? Or did you just get shoved in here like me?

[screwinghimwould]

It's a pity I don't seem to have most of my powers. I'd rather like to turn you into a mouse. Or maybe a fly.

[He sighs.]

You're here on behalf of your missing brother, like me and mine.

[sharpememory]

I could probably organize the same thing for you, if I had half a chance. Pity.

Yeah, exactly. [Beat.] This place is bullshit. My brother's done nothing wrong. He hasn't broken any laws.

[screwinghimwould]

[He snorts.]

Oh, I forgot. Laws are the be-all end-all of the universe.

[sharpememory]

[Philip laughs.] Yeah, exactly. Because you're only in the right if you're within the law, yeah?

[screwinghimwould]

I wonder how many creatures in the universe care about your laws.

You can be against the law and still be a good person. And vice versa, of course.

[buywithme]

I don't mean legally? You're not in trouble with anyone here, Comrade, it's just... you'll be inconvenienced for a few days. There's nothing that we can do about it.

[sharpememory]

I'm not disagreeing with you. Most laws are pretty discriminatory, to say the least. Not to mention inflexible.

[Private]

[insolubleriddle]

You're not going to get your desired response with a vague threat. How will you make things unpleasant for everyone else, Mr. Sharpe?

[sharpememory]

Me being inconvenienced pales in the comparison that Barron seems to be stuck here. I read his diary. [It said journal on the front, but Philip isn't going to distinguish.] It was depressing.

[Private]

[sharpememory]

Oh, so you know who I am? If you know that, you probably know what this means [he gestures to the scar] and what I can do.

[screwinghimwould]

So, I don't think it's out of your the question your brother could be perfectly "legal" and still have punched himself a one-way ticket to hell.

[buywithme]

You read his journal? Comrade, that-- that's quite intrusive!

[Pauuuuuse]

Does it seem like he's very unhappy here?

[sharpememory]

Hold the fuck up. My brother is not going to hell.