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Linda was very annoyed with the current position and disappeared to somewhere inside the house... maybe. Finn however quickly grabbed Merc and jumped down to the front door. Merc pushed him away though and straightened out his clothing before Holo-Merc went online and unlocked the door.

"We can't track any demons just yet, Merc" Finn was quick to ruin Mercs fun... as always. "I know you have the scythe but I also know you can't tune it the way you want unless you get it into hell", he continued and Merc rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"I can probably bypass it without doing that, it's just advanced tech anyway. I could've built that thing myself!" Merc replied and smiled bright.
"Really? You can?" Finn asked instantly and Mercs smile faded somewhat.
"Of course I can!" Merc replied just as fast.
"Then why haven't you?" Finn said and Merc just hindered himself from biting his lip.

Of course, why wouldn't he? Except that it was brilliant angeltechnology that Merc had matched so many times it was ludacris. However, he never knew what the scythe was made of. How it could change, how the reapers could decide it's shape, the form... why it obeyed. He had tried and failed many times. Too many by now. He had to know how and he would even pick apart this damn scythe if he had to know.
What was it?

If it was an angel... then it would just run away, if it was personalized why would it stay with him? The scythe was a mystery... and... Merc didn't even pretend to know the solution.

"Why would I? I got one already!" Merc replied victoriously. It was a shameful attempt at hiding his own sudden technological incompetence though. His grin told another story though and Finns eyes darkened quickly.
"Okay, okay, if you two are done measuring up either get to making out so it's not so dull anymore oooor we could get to finding these demons. Merc will fix the scythe by himself, tech is still kind of his thing aint it?" Linda interrupted with a very bored tone as she had gone and got a drink.
"Yes, of course", Finn said and literally bowed. However, Merc decided it was a victory as his computer systems were turned on by Holo-Merc.

Cleo sighed dramatically. "Remember the times before? When I thought you're only a really hot chick living basically in the house next door and I had to hit my friends on the head for objectifying you? I do. Just barely though."
"You failed to mention those parts earlier."
Cleo looked surprised. "Oh, I did? My bad." She started grinning.
"Ugh, you're such an awful human!" Naeva cried out and threw one of the pillows on the couch after her.
Cleo caught the pillow, still laughing. She put it down, took a deep breath and shook her head. "Oh, man... Honestly though. I'm still not entirely sure I'm convinced this is real. How could this be? This is a little too awesome."
"Not as awesome as you'd expect it to be though."
"Well... No. You angels are very well structured. Most of the time at least. I thought you guys would be more The Lord is telling us to save the humans right now! and the all of the angels would come down from heaven for a while."
"That happened once", Naeva said thoughtfully. "The result was nephilim. The angels in question who came down here did it because they wanted to though. Nothing more. So, they were robbed of their wings."
"Are there nephilim too?"
"Yeah."
"Cool."
"Nah, they are dickheads most of the time."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"Should we do something?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"What should we do?"
"No idea."
"Okay."
"Okay."
They sat quiet for a moment or two. Then Cleo couldn't stop herself. She got up, got to Naeva and took her hand.
"Come on now. You're taking me to... Uhm... Scotland. AND THEN LONDON! OH MY GOD, I'VE MISSED LONDON SO MUCH! NAEVA, TAKE ME TO LONDON SO I CAN MEET MY FRIENDS AGAIN!"
"Nooot gonna happen."
"But..."
"London? Of course! Friends? Nope."
"Oh... Okay then. Harrods it is then!"

(I didn't know what to write. OKay? Okay. Good XD )

(( YOU KNOW WHAT I'll just skip over to Finn for a moment cos I want to know more about this douche. Then I'll do some sorta time-skip. I hope angels can die... cos I know demons can die.))

Finn straightened up, his back cracking slightly when he made sure that he stood straight and proud once more. The elder demon was a cause for discomfort for many, not even angels tended to get in Finns way. Perhaps it was for the better with all the powers he once commanded with his little finger finally under control people of history knew how he could unleash it. However his reputation was perhaps traveling faster than him as always. Linda and Merc weren't afraid of him and maybe that was for the best since there were few who treated him with their utter lack of respect.
Barely anyone dared to challenge him any longer... then again, it was his fault. After all he had gone after one of the mightiest guardians angels of all time and successfully killed it. All in the name of...
"Finn? Heelloooo?" Linda waved in front of Finns face and he took a step back but still managed to stay poised with a very serious expression.
"What?" He said with a complete and utter lack of interest for the current situation.
"She asked if you have any idea who we should go after first since you had such a trouble with Asmodeus!" Merc replied and that stoic tone did not match with the happy smile. His teeth glistening white with that damn devilish hint that once had made Finns heart flutter. However whilst Merc refered to Finn as his big brother Finn did not share that brotherly sentiment. It was Finns own fault though, it always was.
"All the death sins are too powerful if you don't get that scythe working properly, you have to take this seriously, Merc!" Finn said seriously and Merc shrugged at this statement which made Finn snort with annoyance.
"I get it, I'll get it. Now, give me a game plan so I got something to actually back me up when I go back to mi ángel hermosa", that spanish made Finn want to cringe.
"Fine", Finn reluctanty agreed and crossed his arms.

--

Several hours later the order was set. Seven death sins and Merc would defeat them for sure. With the scythe it shouldn't even be an issue! Now... he just had to convince Naeva about this plan of his. How hard could it be? Merc brought out the scythe and it was still big and annoying. He needed something smaller, he needed to be able to change it however he pleased. All he needed was to... corrupt the tech basically. Hell would do it just fine but he couldn't bring it inside.
"Hey... we'll do this together, right?" Merc suddenly asked with an odd careful voice.
"Do you think we're so stupid that we let you go up alone against death sins? I don't hate you that much, honey", Linda laughed and Merc grinned.
"And I suppose that I need to win back some authority in hell sooner or later, this is a good start", Finn said and shrugged.
"A good reason actually", Merc said with a nod.
"Go get your beautiful angel now, that's basically what you're waiting for. Holo-Merc is probably anxious too, he has shown her number or something like fifteen times the past hours" Linda said and shoved Merc lightly.
"Yeah!" Merc said, placed the scythe in one of his endless bags before teleporting away.

--
"Can't believe you're still in love with him, Finn" Linda said as fast as Merc disappeared and Finn smiled.
"Even demons must be allowed to do stupid things", he continued.
"Even this stupid?" Linda replied and Finn nodded.
"Even this stupid", he replied and Linda rolled her eyes.
"Keep that heartbreak under control, see you around"
Linda was gone in an instant and Finn rose slowly from the chair and read over the plan again.
"I'm always in control", he mumbled to himself before leaving the technological devices and left the house.

Naeva had doozed off a little. Just for a while. She hoped.
Cleo was gone again. The coffee mugs were gone too. And the TV was turned off.
She felt disorientated.
What time was it? Where were Cleo?
And who was knocking on her door?
She sat up, feeling rather sleepy. She just wanted to go to bed. And sleep. On the bed. Not on the couch again. Her back was hurting.
"Desmond, if it's you again I swear to that damned...!" She opened the door before she had the time to end that sentence.
A smile appeared on her lips. "Oh, what do you know? Isn't that my favourite demon?" She was basically grinning and giggling at the same time.
Then she stopped. "Woah, mood swings. Damned be that nap." Then she started smiling again. "Count me as drunk. I woke up disoriented and that's basically the same thing."
She had a hard time to not giggle. She wanted to giggle.
She also wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. She wanted to be in his arms for a stupid hug.
Naps are dangerous, she thought. Even though this being-happy-without-any-reason was kinda awesome.
She definitely wanted to make out with someone.
Focus.
She wondered if he knew about his seraph past. She didn't want to say anything about it.
"Should I bring my jacket? Or can you get in here? If so, please do kiss me. I'm so weird right now. I would very much like being kissed. Oh! Jacket!" A huge grin spread across her lips when she reached out for her leather jacket, conveniently just hanging there on the hanger.

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"Hmm... there goes my plan to get you completely wasted", Merc says jokingly sighing. "If you want a kiss then you gotta get out here because these protective things are actually very hard to breach for a poor little demon like me", Merc pouted dramatically however he was quickly back to his ordinary smile. He hadn't quite thought this through yet. How was he supposed to even bring hell up as a topic? He probably couldn't do that one naturally. Actually, hell was a tad bit like a darker futuristic version of New York. So could he possibly convince her to go to hell for clubbing? No, wait, they went clubbing basically yesterday. That's stupid, damn it. Could he just ask her? It would be enough to just stand in there for a couple... he could show her his house in hell? Damn it, none of these plans would naturally work out.
"Who's Desmond anyway? What an annoyingly pompous name..." He commented somewhat confused.

She laughed, put her jacket on, took the keys and then got out of the house and locked the door.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a genuine and deep kiss. When she ended it she was grinning. "Man, did that feel good."
She stretched her arms a little, probably looking like a fool in the process.
"Desmond is my... well... My dad I suppose." She stopped stretching. "Just the biological one though. He and my so called mum came down here and told me to have kids. Some offspring. They wanted it. Basically demanded a grandchild actually. This day has been really weird." She sighed.
"So, what did you and Linda do after you left me and Cleo?" she wondered with a smile. She was still disoriented though. She needed something cold. Like a shower or... "Ice cream", she then mumbled to herself. Yes. She needed loads of ice cream.

"Ah, damn, I missed out on meeting the parents!?" Merc said and sounded heartbroken but the fact that he let out a small laugh witnessed that his dramatic dismay was false. "Actually, maybe that's a good thing..." Merc continued for himself and grabbed her hand. Or he made a good attempt anyway.
"Oh, she dragged me to Sweden... have I ever mentioned that Sweden is really exepensive? Because it is, I think it's the snow that does it", he replied to her question as he started pulling her away from the apartment because even if the apartment was locked the protective systems made him extremely uncomfortable. It was hard to describe actually, it was as if there was an eternal grasp around his throat that made breathing very uncomfortable but it wasn't killing him. Just uncomfortable.
"Ice cream for the lady!" He said out loud and started walking. He was sure there was an ice cream place close, he'd seen it on the maps.

Naeva laughed and let him drag her away. "Sweden, huh? I've been there a couple of times. I like some of the shops. Libraries can be very nice. Russia and Italy have some really nice libraries though."
She followed him without asking any questions about it. Or, well, it was her city and they were actually walking in the right direction.
"My parents are... well... assholes. Let's be honest. They are fucking assholes. They gave me up to the academy and now they want me to have kids with you. It's rather ridiculous."
She sighed and shook her head.
"Hey, did you need something, by the way? I don't really think you come here because you felt like meeting me. Need anything?" If he had wanted to see her they would probably be naked already.

"Ahh... I'm still stuck in Alexandrias libraries while Rome was still up and coming, damn, they gathered all kinds of literature there" Merc said with a light-hearted tone but slowed down noticeably when he actually processed what the other thing she said.
"Wait, wait, why would they want you to have a kid... with me?" Merc asked very, very, very suspiciously. It was something he had never, ever expected to hear. Especially since he was... well, he was a demon. Almost, that's what he was known for... what kind of parents did she have anyway? Merc didn't really remember if he had any parents... he just kind of assumed that they had died or disappeared or something. Maybe they didn't want him, how sad... no, Merc doesn't care. "Yeah, uh, not important for the moment because your parents has managed to freak me out", Merc said it jokingly and didn't really mean it. Merc was prepared to kill death sins, her parents couldn't be too bad.

Naeva laughed. "They freaked me out too. Or, well... They are archangels, guardian angels and some council thing with the seraphs. I might not have listened so well." She shrugged.
"Still think I should love someone before getting kids", she laughed. "My parents might be crazy but... they seem to have stuck together this long. Which definitely means something's wrong with them."
She saw the little yellow building and almost screamed out of joy. "Ice cream!"
She wanted that ice cream really badly. But she also wanted to sit in Merc's lap with his arms around her.
These mood swings were getting on her nerves.
She was love sick. It was pretty annoying.
And, she was craving some ice cream really badly.
Mood swings, man.