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[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine's enraged shriek rings unfiltered over the journals. It's very loud, very high-pitched, and very, very pissed.]

Anthony Jackass Crowley, I am going to kill you!

((Backdated to after she figures out what happened over Valentine's Day. Young wizard's on the warpath.))

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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley on his end sounds quite relaxed]

Oh? Could you do it tomorrow? I'm busy today.

[wizard_redfive]

YOU!!

[Dairine is so furious, she can't think of anything suitably dirty to call him.]

Not a chance, buster! I've waited long enough!

[onlyanapple]

Me.

And pray, what have I done that's upset you so much this time?

[hard_talker]

[amused in that "if it were me I'd be petrified" sort of way]

Oh, is that what the J stands for?

[wizard_redfive]

[Careful, Mark. She's in a rage and may have trouble differentiating friend from foe.

Snappishly:]

What? It took you this long to figure it out?

Dairine

[hard_talker]

[in his best "whoa, cool down" tone] I had a few other equally smartass guesses, yeah.

What'd he do?

[waterproofed]

[he just laughs, because he has a good idea what Crowley must've done]

Hold that thought, I'm gonna get some popcorn.

[dictated]

[wantsiceland]

Seconded!

[she has no clue what's going on but it sounds interesting]

[wizard_redfive]

[ADGHDTHWH!!

You're both lucky she's busy chewing out Crowley, otherwise you'd be next.]

[waterproofed]

You want butter, salt or both?

[asseenontv]

Would you like assistance?

[Not that he really has anything against Crowley. But violence is a hobby.]

[wizard_redfive]

No thanks. I'll handle this.

[This one's PERSONAL.]

[asseenontv]

Good luck, then.

[adorbs]

H-Hey! That's not nice... [GURL YOU NOT GONNA MESS WITH UNCLE CROWLEY >(]

[wizard_redfive]

Crowley hasn't been very nice either, so I'd say he's had it coming. [TOTALLY GONNA MESS HIM UP]

[adorbs]

But saying you'll hurt someone is really not nice. [and if she had to guess what Mr. Crowley did wrong, she would guess it has to do with pranking]

[gottaknockhard]

[What do you know, sometimes the journal isn't entirely useless.]

I'd been wondering what his middle name was.

[wizard_redfive]

And now you know.

Now if you don't mind, I have a demon to strangle.

[gottaknockhard]

[It's about time.]

I think that's a fair enough warning. Any more and he'll get away.

Dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

Woah. Dari. What's wrong? [Yes, please see the startled look on her face.]

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

That treacherous snake drugged me with Valentine's chocolate!!

Re: Dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

He. Did. WHAT?

[Oh no. Oh no he did not. He did not drug her friend. She was not all right with that. Not after Finnick. Not after Peeta.]

[compromisedarrow]

Woah.

[That's it. One word. Clint's rather shocked at the outburst.]

[wizard_redfive]

[The journal picks up Dairine's stomping feet and seething mutterings as she goes looking for a certain demon.]

He's dead. Dead. So very, very dead.

[compromisedarrow]

H-Hey, Dairine? You wanna tell me what's going on?