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    a smile twitches at the edges . SHARP and somber. almost amused at the ELUSIVE attitude with which she was treated, where words let on more than she guessed he meant to. quasi a CONFIRMATION to theories. the possibility of him being nothing but an INHUMAN increasing with every passing second.

        ‘    it will affect my will to answer.

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    chin raised lightly, there’s a CHALLENGE lingering, thick between the two. where questions were made and answers were denied. but you can’t defy the intelligence of a spy and expect to win, the queen of spies, usually working in interrogations. expert in getting answers where no one else could see them. but he — there was something about this man and she realized soon, this wasn’t going to be like any other interrogation she’s done before.

    fingertips brushed lightly against the cold material of the table between them, tapping lightly before stopping flat. back resting against her chair, a feigned relaxed attitude as she weighed her words carefully.

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                —- and what would be? if you don’t mind telling me,
             a more accurate description?.

                 humor me.

   TALL AND HAUGHTY he stood, refusing the seat
when there was still work to do. it was the BIGGER PICTURE
  however, for all intents and purposes, that kept him here,
   that made the angel forget about the very idea to
            simply vanish from this place.

               EVEN HE WAS NOT OMNISCIENT.

           not all-knowing nor capable of unlimited knowledge,  like any of his father’s
       creations. and it was possible that perhaps the woman knew something
         that they didn’t. even the slimmest chances should be taken when
      it came to his kin, HIS FAMILY. when their numbers would decrease by
        every week and there was no sign as to what the cause really was.

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                  ‘     i do have my priorities. but don’t worry——
     your questions will be answered soon enough.

one, two steps closer, castiel leaned in hovering over silver table,
 with hands firmly holding onto its blunt edges and eyes focused on
    the other. the angel was not HERE to entertain. but to fulfill that
              ambition to FIND OUT the one that was slaughtering
                                                his brothers in the field.

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    ‘     right now, you should be answering mine.