#iconoclasm // asher

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@taming-hellfire ���� + Castiel for Asher :sinister:

"That wretch?" the vitriol that he spits is palpable. Asher's hands are held behind his back, but their grip on each other tightens.

"I respect why it was appointed onto the Council, but it is insufferable. Questions are good, they allow the flow of thoughts to avoid stagnation of the mind, but it is incessant. Every decision we attempt to make, it is right there asking 'why?'" If Asher could lend all the wasted hours that the Council have spent continuing meetings after they were supposed to end purely because Castiel felt the need to ask another question that then had to be discussed to humanity, then he is sure they would have outlasted the sun itself.

"My patience frequently runs thin with it, not that it gives a damn what my opinion is. I often think it gleans joy from aggrevating me."

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Anon The package is neatly sealed, in a white box with black ribbon. The tag is written in beautiful script, and addressed to "O Most Holiest of Executioners on The Council", from "A Secret Admirer". As soon as he opens the box, it starts ticking. Pipe Bomb

Okay. Asher is far more careful opening this one, even though the text seems far more welcoming than the previous blank package. Who knows what the depths of Hell could've spat up addressed to him?

He starts to open it. What the fuck?

He throws the damned thing as far as he can, and the distant explosion soon echoes throughout Heaven. Who is sending this stuff?

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@fireteam-silent There is a 12-sided package in the mailbox. It glows so innocently.

What? ...What is this?

He opens the odd object.

The halls are instantly filled with enraged yells. And a lot of glitter.