Belial leaves
Date: June 4th, evening
Status: Private - Complete
Location: Belial's room, then outside
Summary: Belial gets a call and has to leave.
Belial had just enjoyed a nice long bath and was now lying in bed wearing a luxurious, loosely belted dressing gown and flipping through one of the demonology books from the library. He was grinning at the description of himself as a hulking beast, complete with horns and cloven hoofs, when his cellphone rang. There were only a handful of beings who had his number, and so he hurriedly retrieved it from his bedside table and flipped it open.
"My Lord?" He was silent for a moment, listening to Lucifer, before relaying everything he had observed at the Manor thus far. As far as he could tell, most of the other angels and demons had already left by now, and Adam had no plans to change anything at the moment. It didn't seem like there was anything going on that he particularly needed to keep an eye on.
"Yes, Lord," he murmured. "Of course. I will be there shortly." Snapping the sleek black phone shut, he stood, already fully dressed. The very few personal items of his in the room disappeared; he had miracled them from thin air in the first place, after all. Grabbing the pad of paper and pen from the table, he wrote a quick note to Anubis to inform the god that he would be going down to Hell for a brief trip, for new orders from Lucifer, and that hopefully they would have another round of drinks somewhere soon. He signed it with a flourish and waved his hand; it disappeared, reappearing in Anubis's room.
Glancing around the immaculate room one last time, Belial shut the door and walked down to the lobby, smiling at the receptionist before leaving the Manor. He walked without looking back until he felt he was a suitable distance away, checked to ensure noone was watching, and Descended into Hell.