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[lucifer_aeterna]

[The angel standing in what appears to be Lux is recognizable as Lucifer to those who knew him. But there's definitely something different about him. His hair is longer, his wings are clearly visible, and his expression is surprisingly young and confused. Also? He's completely nude.]All right, brother, I'm here. What is it you wanted to show

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[yellow_snakeyes]

[He probably would have responded sooner but his brain just broke a little.]

...He's not here.

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[still_angelic]

[So sorry. >.>]

So it seems. I cannot sense him anywhere. This is most strange. Why would he ask to meet and then be elsewhere?

[And then he looks a little more closely.]

I know you, do I not? But there's something different about you.

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[yellow_snakeyes]

I doubt he's standing you up on purpose. Blame the ship.

[...yeah, he was expecting and dreading that question...his fault for responding, but he kinda couldn't resist. >.>]

You know me. It's been about six thousand years since we last talked like this, though.

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[still_angelic]

The ship? Is that what this place is, then? In all of Creation, I have never seen its like.

What has happened that it has been so long?

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[yellow_snakeyes]

Yeah. It's a man-made vessel careening across the stars in search of survivors of destroyed worlds.

Mmm. Infinite improbability, wormholes, and gaps in the time-space continuum, I think.

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[still_angelic]

I don't understand what you mean, but it is good to see a familiar face amidst all the strangeness.

[the bad thing is that I have no idea what he should call him. He shouldn't be Crowley yet, IIRC? Well, not yet from Samael's perception.]

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[yellow_snakeyes]

Well...good.

[He's not used to being a welcome sight. What an odd new feeling. :|a]

Uh. Is there anything I can do for you?

[Yeah, definitely not Crowley yet...or even Crawly. XD I'll work an intro into our next few tags though. :)]

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[still_angelic]

I would refuse neither company nor a more detailed explanation. Something very peculiar is going on here.

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[yellow_snakeyes]

Fair enough. I'll be around in a few.

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[still_angelic]

I will be here.

[And he'll spend his time exploring Lux. He has not, after all, seen a bar before either.]

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[yellow_snakeyes]

[And he does indeed show up in a few...probably ten or fifteen minutes later. It's not polite (or politic) to keep the Morningstar waiting, even if he's apparently reverted to his pre-Ruler-of-Hell days.

Samael is fairly easy to find...partially because the establishment is empty, but mostly because he's practically radiating holiness. It actually kind of hurts to look directly at him, even with his sunglasses.]

Hey.

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[still_angelic]

[This close, he can definitely feel something extremely strange from Crowley, but he has no name for it. There's something sort of angelic about him, but it's changed, twisted in ways he hasn't seen before.

He turns and looks at him, more directly than he might as Lucifer. In modern humans, this kind of scrutiny would be considered rude, but Samael knows nothing of contemporary human manners and cares even less.]

Brother, it is good to see you, but you have changed much. Are you well?

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[yellow_snakeyes]

[It's been several years since he's been under such direct and severe scrutiny (remembering Adam) it's more than a little uncomfortable for him, but he bears it as gracefully as he can (because really, what else can he do?), and shrugs a bit at Samael's question.]

I'm fine. It happened millennia ago; I've grown rather used to it in that time...It's just how it is, now, you know?

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[still_angelic]

[He frowns at that. Some things haven't changed.]

You sound resigned. If you don't like it, you should change it. [Not that he knows what he's suggesting, but he believes in the principle.] We are what we were created to be, but that does not mean we are entirely without choices.

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[yellow_snakeyes]

[He's always said that with such conviction...Though it's very strange to hear it from the mouth of this incarnation, practically glowing with divine light and radiating more holiness than he would normally tolerate within this establishment. Almost idly, Crowley wonders what Lucifer will make of the faint traces that will inevitably be left behind once things return to normal.]

I did change it, actually. I'm a lot happier now than I would've been stuck Upstairs for all of eternity.

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[still_angelic]

If you are truly happier this way, then I am glad for you. [And he's back to juggling fire again, tossing it easily from hand to hand while he thinks. He does not understand what this strangely altered angel has said, not entirely. Why would he? He already resents his Father, yes, but he has yet to truly contemplate leaving Heaven. Where, after all, would he go?]

Happiness seems in short supply these days.