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[bb_wolf]

Who: Bigby Wolf
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: You can try and find him about, he's in the forest.
When: Now? Ish?

[Bigby was only shifted long enough to get up the communicator where can see it and respond, so it's the giant wolf at a bit of a distance chatting to the screen.]

I'm curious. I hear people talk about wanting to go home more'n anything, but people I've actually spoken to? I know of about four of us who don't want to go back.

Which side are you lot out there on? Want to go home? Want not to? Don't give a shit?

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[angelherding]

Just because I'm a demon doesn't mean I'm incapable of actual sympathy. Besides, that stuff might've been up my alley once, but not anymore. [she shrugs a shoulder]

[bb_wolf]

Huh. Fair enough.

[Bit like Bigby himself. He's been carefully trained into thinking of other talking things as being like himself, mentally.]

[angelherding]

Mmhmm. [she can't say she's offended; it's a natural conclusion to make. Not that she likes acknowledging she may have some humanity to her, but that might be the demon parts complaining] I've been playing for the good guys lately anyway. Well, until my forced retirement.

[bb_wolf]

Sounds like me. From monster of the night to their sheriff.

How's dead work for you then?

[angelherding]

That's a big jump. I just went from bad to kinda good. Common goals help.

[wanting to shank Crowley helped a lot]

What do you mean?

[bb_wolf]

I spent a few centuries doing it. Plus... what better creature to act as Sheriff than one they all know to fear?

[Mutual enemy helped as well with ingratiating him.]

Well... you said you're dead back home. Is that you, your host body... is dead actually dead?

[angelherding]

It makes sense to me. So you're an old pro at it? I've only been doing it for a year or so. We had a common enemy who wanted me dead as much as I wanted him dead; turns out, my buddies felt the same way. It's a compliment, being the lesser of two evils.

[she tilts her head, then gives a hum of understanding] My host's body has technically been dead for years; but when I'm inhabiting it, it's more or less alive. I'm dead dead - there's only a handful of weapons that can kill a demon and one of those were used. So, overall I'm a whole lot of dead. Not here, of course.

[bb_wolf]

That is pretty much how I ended up on with the community. Mutual enemy I mentioned before. Adversary. Fucking hated him and his troops far more than I wanted to prey of humans. Started rescuing prisoners just to fuck him off. Most of the community in exile now owe me one way or another for getting them out.

[He understand the nuances of death. Dead doesn't always mean dead... except when it does.]

Well. That sucks.

[angelherding]

I didn't know the Big Bad Wolf could be such a badass. [words she never thought she'd ever say] So it worked out pretty well all around, eh?

My story's a little longer than that, but I'll give you the cliff notes version; we tried to start the apocalypse, we lost and Lucifer was thrown back down into the cage, and the new king of hell went on a hunting trip for all the remaining demons still loyal to dear ol' dad. [she wiggles her fingers] So I sided with the humans he pissed off. And then down the road, I threw in with them again because it was the best option.

[a shrugs]

Them's the breaks. At the very least, it was on my terms.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby's face twitches slightly in a way that suggests he objects to ever being thought of as anything BUT a badass.]

Doesn't sound all that different, though.

Yeah, dying on your own terms can make a difference.

[angelherding]

[that just makes her smile a little wider]

Not really, no. We have a lot in common.

It sure does. I'd be a hell of a lot angrier if I'd gone out another way.

[bb_wolf]

Some, yeah.

[His ear flicks.]

Never thought that much about death. Not for a long time. Not my own, anyway.

[angelherding]

Can't say I gave it much thought until recently either. I was alive for a long time - long enough that it wasn't a possibility until the last couple of years.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah.

I know Fables can die, in theory. I'm looking forward to the day that Bluebeard gives me reason to test it on him. But until recently we didn't have any real deaths.

Not until Faith.

[angelherding]

So - what, are you guys effectively immortal like we are? [demons were immortal unti it came to certain weapons or spells, or even higher level demons]

[bb_wolf]

Yeah.

Well. We can be killed. But it takes a fuck load of punishment and magic to do it.

[angelherding]

That sounds familiar.

It takes some special shit to kill us, but we can get kicked out our hosts easily enough. Or sent back to Hell - which is a bitch and a half, because it takes forever to find a way back out.

[bb_wolf]

We don't have hosts at least. Just bodies that don't quit.

[angelherding]

That's what ours are like, more or less. As long as we're inhabiting them.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah, well, we inhabit ours for good. No shuffling and switching bodies. That I know of.

[angelherding]

Mm, well - there's ways to make us a little more permanent, but not many of the lower demons bother. Think it's a magic thing anyway.

[bb_wolf]

I don't really get magic. Should have the aptitude; lack the interest.

[angelherding]

You're not missing out on much. I know some, but it's mostly ritual nonsense. Haven't used it in years, either.

[bb_wolf]

Involves a lot of rhyming where I'm from.

I hate rhyming. The fucking Mirror makes me do it every time I ask him something.

[angelherding]

That? Sounds incredibly annoying.