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OOC: WELL THIS IS JUST GREAT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GO GET ICE CREAM WITH A RAM

MAGICAL TRANSFORMATION! 🪄✨✨

The Angel of death heralds the end of days, a man suffers for the hubris of men!

For the next 24 hours you are: a blue ram (Azrael)! A buzzard (Jean-Paul)!

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She hugs back. "See ya. Let me know what you think of the book, alright? And let me know when you get home safely."

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Oh yeah, I forgot she was out there..." Morgan walks over and looks out the window.

"... Whatever it was, she undid it, and I don't think we want to know. Do you need a ride back to your apartment?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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Outside the window, Molly can be seen slowly putting Azrael's sword back into its scabbard. Suspiciously slowly. Nothing appears burned or damaged, but the air smells suspiciously like charcoal.

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"People care about you. Cassie, Barbara, Brian, Leslie. You make them happy. Don't forget that."

Morgan sits up with a yawn. "Don't tell Batman about what happened tonight. I'll take care of it, okay? Just... don't worry about it."

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"It's hot as heck but the Gotham City public swimming pool still won't let me within a 200ft radius after the Flaming Pool Noodle Incident."

-Morgan/"Reaper"

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"Back during the Clench epidemic, I was working with one of the doctors at the local hospital to try to find any cases of zoonosis and see if there were any animals capable of producing antibodies. Then a madman who escaped from the local Renaissance faire burst in waving some alchemical texts and yelling about how he had the cure. Nearly gave me a heart attack."

"First time we actually met though was when Paradox and I were absorbed into the expanded Bat team after the earthquake. I wasn't really sure what I was doing, and you looked like you weren't quite sure what you were doing either, so I thought, 'Oh, good, someone who won't have high expectations of me'. Also, the Catholic Guilt TM Sonar, probably."

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Do you mean formally, or the very first time you crashed into my life?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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Morgan doesn't know how to respond to this. She looks at the ceiling for several minutes, like she's expecting it to suddenly give her a magic answer to all of this. It doesn't.

"...You make me happy." She tries, nudging Jean Paul's hand.

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

[candy-corn-requested-by-shadows]

"I think he's scared you'll do that. Lock him up, I mean."

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Figures. Old-school religious types tend to be like that."

Morgan flops over on her side. "You're not going to restrict mask time because of this, are you?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Hey, no, don't talk about yourself like that. That's illegal." She mirrors him. "Besides, both of you are real enough to me. Who cares what that cranky old furry says?"

"...not that there's anything wrong with furries." She adds after a moment.

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Do you think he would try doing something else if he was given a chance? Or does it seem like he just can't bring himself to do anything else?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

[candy-corn-requested-by-shadows]

"So you're telling me that he's been spending most of his time attacking a canvas or pacing around like a caged animal. Jean Paul, that's absolutely heartbreaking."

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Has he tried out any other hobbies? Birdwatching, puzzles, cross stitch, gardening, glass working, extreme parkour, horse riding, competitive Dance Dance Revolution?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.

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"Not until my break, sorry. Protocol and all, zoonoses are a pain. Have there been any confirmed deaths this year? Any suspected cases of white-nose?"

A young woman in hazmat gear pushes a large cooler toward the gate of Wayne Manor. She carries a pack of medical and laboratory gear over one shoulder.

"Hey Alfred, it's Morgan from the vet hospital. I'm here for the cavebats' annual rabies boosters and guano samples."

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"It is good to see you again." Alfred nods warmly as he lets her onto the grounds. "Master Bruce cares very much about them being kept in tip top shape."

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"I know." She wraps her arms around JP and hugs him tightly. "What does he do when he has mask time? He mentioned painting?"

Even the Angel of Death himself isn't immune to fainting, giving Reaper time to move him wherever she felt was best.

@jean-paul-azrael

Morgan sits exhausted in a torn-up armchair while reading a book titled "Small Gods". After dragging Azrael 100 ft upstream, she had decided that calling Molly to drive down and help shove him into the back of the SUV was a better idea. Even if it was less covert and Batman would probably have questions about the supposed sightings of a bog witch dragging a paladin out of the river in the middle of the night, it was worth not having to carry a heavily armored man twice her size all the way back to her house. Molly was sitting just outside the locked door, supposedly keeping an ear open for any breaking windows, but actually she was just messing around with Azrael's flaming swords.

Morgan looks up from her book to see if Jean Paul or Azrael have woken up yet.