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Kol Mikaelson kills for sport. (itchtokill) wrote in wariscoming,

He nodded, "yeah, I'm sure they will." And he actually believed that. He couldn't help the smirk that crossed his lips at the question of Purgatory. He supposed it was not hard to guess that it was bothering him, he was hardly quiet about it. Kol was a vocal person by every definition of the word. But the fact that she picked it out of a number of things he could have been referring to was just another marker in the way their relationship had changed. She knew him so well. "Yeah, I really hate it, the whole idea of it."

Kol set his coffee down on the table and leaned back in the chair he was on, resisting the urge to tip the chair back on two legs as he nodded again. "Yeah, actually, I talked to Sam about it not too long ago. His plan, for now basically consists of dealing with the crazy of both factions as they come, same as we dealt with Lucifer and Michael, pick them off one by one. I like it better. Ends with less of Crowley potentially exploding." He sat back properly in the chair once again, leaning on his arms, "Kinda tried to talk to Crowley about it but I don't actually know if it helped deter him at all."

He shook his head, "Doesn't matter, I'll talk to him again. Maybe to Sam too. I dunno, but I'll figure something out. I won't lose him."