LOG; COMPLETE

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When; Monday, June 11th, early evening
Rating; PG
Characters; Belial [proudbutterfly] and Lucifer [fallen_samael]
Summary; Belial plays tour guide
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Since his arrival in the City, Lucifer had not walked the same path that lead to the Underground where he first found himself. The very reason why he was standing in the shadows in the early evening itself amused him. All this much trouble just to get a decent drink, he thought again to himself. So it is with a little impatience that he waited for a jester with the painted face and the top hat to appear and show him the way.

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Instead of an outrageous jester fashion, Mad Hatter featured a blend of Victorian and Edwardian clothes. A black vest and shirt with a bowtie on hir masculine flat torso, with a long pair of dark trousers over the womanly shaped long legs. The make-up was still the same: face white with markings and the trademark tear drop of a Court jester. Sie appeared through a wall of the Underground, bowing and taking it’s hat off.

“Evenin’” Belial greeted with a grin. “Ready for the stroll, aren’t we?” Sie looked behind him, in case he had invited someone else. The demon had seen him speaking with Rosiel, after all. “Ah. Lord Protector of Heavens declined your challenge? A broken nail?”

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Belial's gesture did not escape Lucifer's notice. Indeed even though he agreed to have the jester play tour-guide, Lucifer did not trust so easily.

"Some other time perhaps. Your Lord Protector seems to be one with a discerning palate." Lucifer said. And an even more delicate temper. He added as an afterthought.

"If there's no one else then after you Master Jester."

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Belial straightened and put the hat on again. Rosiel and his tastes. Who would have thought he would become so fussy. "You should have offered orange juice, instead," sie said, helpfully.

"But one isn't in a hurry to see him," Mad Hatter admitted, "Sheol and the other layers of Hell don't extend in his protective wings. A good thing, one trusts the ruling Satans more than his whims. This way."

The demon motioned the bone path that glowed in the dark. "Beyond the path there are monsters. Powerless but an annoying complication."

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"Is there a reason behind your Lord's fascination with produce?" Lucifer asked. It was not the first time he had heard of this fetish for oranges.

Though the path is clearly visible even in the dark Lucifer slowed his step to allow Belial to walk ahead of him. Lucifer could not clearly see where it was they were heading, as the ghostly highway twisted upon itself. But for the time being, they met no other creature as they continued their walk.

"What else is there to be found in the Underground?" Lucifer asked.

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"Rosiel isn't my Lord, the only Lord one recognizes is his Majesty, Lucifer," Belial corrected him seriously. Sie didn't like to have any connection with Rosiel, sane or insane, he was Heaven's protector whilst sie belonged to Hell. "Not really. One doesn't know why is this sudden fixation in citrus, but it has been that way since his arrival to this place."

Nor did sie trust it was a sincere obsession. Mad Hatter knew well of tricks to pretend and feign to be obtuse by asking innocuous things.

"The darker side of the City, they claim above. But one would mistrust in those who say they have nothing to hide than those who admit they do."

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A stern expression does not really suit a joker's face, Lucifer thought to himself. But the reaction he got from the jester from a small slip of the tongue was indeed priceless.

"That almost sounded like confessing that your trade, Master Jester, is not of the honest kind." Lucifer said.

"Am I to expect the same from the proprietor of the Raven then?"

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Belial looked over hir shoulder and smiled at this Lucifer. Ah, so he caught on quick. "Since when demons were trustworthy? Jesters or kings? Honest or liars?" sie asked in amusement.

"That vampire? One never went to his club, but he shouldn't be a problem. Unlike the honorable Lord Protector of Heaven, if you want information. What involves him, has his sister not far behind. What involves her, has his Majesty very close. There is a chain of events."

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"The same could be said of angels." Lucifer said by way of reply.

Lucifer found the jester's observation accurate, though honorable is not a word he would've used. Though Lucifer had to admit, Rosiel's means are effective to say in the least. To what end this chain of events lead to, however, is something he probably need to stick around to see.

"We have been walking a while jester. I trust you have not forgotten the way, because I doubt that we are taking the scenic route."

Lucifer reminded the jester of their purpose, but was not worried. He had after all, taken precautions before leaving. He might not know the way, but saw no reason to travel blind.

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"There was supposed to be a difference between angels and demons. Then Alexiel said everyone was the same, only demons were more honest about it," Mad Hatter tsked, stopping by the middle of the Bone Path. "This way. The Path leads to one's Circus but serves as a landmark. We could simply appear there, but you could have done that without my guide."

Likely was to see how to move by himself without the use of powers. Mad Hatter thought that was a clever move and stepped into the darkness.

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"That's true enough. Most, if not all angels, claim to be on the employ of Heaven. Demons at least know enough to take the credit."

Lucifer followed Belial in the dark, the jester's aura served as a lodestone. He kept his senses alert for anything out of the ordinary, though what qualified as ordinary and what is preternatural is not exactly well-defined in this City. The rune carved in his hand itched, but he paid it no mind.

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"Most of them only serve themselves," Belial commented in agreement. "Those who don't, end up as outcasts of the system."

The darkness slowly faded to the bright lights of the buildings and shops below. The monsters presences could be heard and felt, but none of them approached to bother the travelers.

"Here we are," sie took hir hat and motioned at the pub that could be read as "The Raven." "Lack of red carpet for you, but they better serve good drinks after bearing one's company."

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"Better to be casted out than mindlessly serve." The statement, Lucifer thought, neatly sums up the basis of his disagreement with his Father.

The surroundings gradually lightened, and after the initial adjustment from darkness to the glare of lights, Lucifer could clearly see the sign of The Raven and the end of their little stroll.

"Humility jester? It might suit you yet." Lucifer said as Belial once more took of his hat to him.

"I take it you're not coming in?"

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"Perhaps, it depends of the Master," Belial disagreed. Sie after all, followed Lucifer or so sie thought to do. An ideal image of an angel who would never come back to them.

Hir grin widened to Lucifer's statement. "Ah, but manners do, at the very least?" Mad Hatter tried hir hat on. "Unless you require something else, one would take the leave."

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"Manners for demons and jesters. Perhaps." Lucifer said as stepped towards the entrance of The Raven.

"I require nothing else. But do send my regards to your Lord. I shall be drinking to his health." And with that, Lucifer disappeared behind the Raven's doors.