[Maybe if Michael remembered being on the wrong side of the Cage's proverbial bars, he'd have an easier time understanding that angels knowing what dreams are like wasn't what Adam had meant. Dreaming isn't the problem, it's everything Hell has done that's the problem. He'd never been trapped in a dream until he'd started living a nightmare.]
Passed out...
[The words aren't for Michael, they're for himself as he looks around with new eyes at the corridor licked in red and orange-tinted flame, frozen in place by Michael's power. Where...? What had he been doing again? This isn't the first time his memory's gotten murky, and he's less surprised than he should be to realize he's gone and done it again, had an episode.
Adam's unspeakably tired all of a sudden, and now that he's standing he feels it acutely. Without a thought to the archangel, he sits down right there on the floor, partly out of relief and partly from a burnout that goes deeper than simply needing to catch a nap.]
Where'd you come from?
[It takes him a moment or two to even think to ask why the chief dickbag himself has come crawling into Adam's rat's nest of a head.]
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Passed out...
[The words aren't for Michael, they're for himself as he looks around with new eyes at the corridor licked in red and orange-tinted flame, frozen in place by Michael's power. Where...? What had he been doing again? This isn't the first time his memory's gotten murky, and he's less surprised than he should be to realize he's gone and done it again, had an episode.
Adam's unspeakably tired all of a sudden, and now that he's standing he feels it acutely. Without a thought to the archangel, he sits down right there on the floor, partly out of relief and partly from a burnout that goes deeper than simply needing to catch a nap.]
Where'd you come from?
[It takes him a moment or two to even think to ask why the chief dickbag himself has come crawling into Adam's rat's nest of a head.]