Re: [Quiet Home: Angel & Demon]
"I'm saying your feathers are too common. If it's not rare, it don't fly." He smiled at the pun, finding amusement in small things, even Misha's perceived offense. Demons were more proud of their stats, like baseball players on the back of particularly vicious cards. Janus was certainly not collector edition quality; he wasn't showy enough. A big deal with an angel would be, a soul to move, if not damn then move. He wasn't there, not yet. He was just in bed with one. "And you are a easy. Too easy for you to make change with sex."
Janus rolled over onto his back and directed his gaze up to the cracked ceiling. "Is it hard to believe I don't want that from you either? Sorry. Too cheap. Don't like it." He never had, really. Even young, when the opportunity was rare, he still hadn't wanted anything fast. It made it less real, anyway.
"Sales sample is that. I can't do anything unless it's part of a deal in one way or another. Bet on that." He didn't sit up when Misha did. He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. "Something less than a soul, it's not going to be forever. Certain number of uses, something like that.