Azazel: kneeling, eyes fixed on the script Fuckin' finally, Master. This old shit better be worth somethin'.
Yeah, finally. Been chasing after this fuckin' script for weeks, and now it's right here in my goddamn hands. grinning
I’m so proud playfully pats his head
snarls and swats Bluest's hand away Don't you dare pat my head, you insufferable piece of shit.
flips through the pages of the ancient script Alright, let's see what kind of fuckin' secrets this old thing holds.
squints at the text Fuck me sideways, this shit is written in some sorta ancient language. Might as well be hieroglyphics for all I know.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh sure, because every ancient artifact comes with a fuckin' instruction manual, right?
no but we are going to figure it out
slams the script onto the table Fine, let's get this shit translated. But don't expect me to be all smiles and rainbows about it.
grabs a nearby computer and starts typing furiously Alright, let's see if this thing can make sense of this mess.
furrows his brow Uh-huh, this shit ain't gonna be easy. continues typing, muttering under his breath
grins triumphantly Oh yeah, baby! We're getting somewhere now!
jumps up from his seat, excitement radiating from him Holy shit! Look at this, Bluest! It's some kinda ancient prophecy!