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001: first prayer, voice-video

"If thou be the Son of God, cast thyself down from hence: For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee: And in their hands they shall bear thee up, lest at any time thou dash thy foot against a stone." Poor baby.

The prophets wrote that Jesus, having resurrected, first presented himself to Mary Magdalene, who did not recognize him. Well, that's a classical telling. 'The women' is a more accurate translation. So I did that. They had cookies. [ A thoughtful clucking sound is attached to the disassociated voice. ] Then he came down upon his disciples, and broke bread with them. Would you be surprised to know just how many Satanists there are in Florida? They were very accommodating.

[ The camera is turned upwards. Here, at last, is an (unfortunately) familiar face for those who have been here for a while. Lucifer doesn't look like much otherwise, just another steely eyed, rough featured imPort making his introductions. There are wounds healing on his - admittedly pale - face that look like they might have been some kind of deep tissue radiation burn. Still, he doesn't seem to be in any pain--he looks kind of cheerful. ]

I really don't know what I did to deserve a military escort, but I'm more than happy to know that I've engendered such respect in the human population here. Well--respect; fear; one is so very much like the other.

Now then, why don't we start with some introductions. [ He tapped his lip with one finger, considering where to start. ] I have a number of names, most largely unnecessary, but Lucifer will do. For the uneducated amongst you, that means I'm an archangel. For the heathens--well, sucks to be you; you have fun with that. [ The amusement is clear in the crinkles about his eyes. ] Furthermore, I'm delighted to announce that very soon I'll be usurping the airtime of a televangelist near you. Television exposure, a sponsorship from DRV Games, the adoration of my fans-- [ He drawls, it's difficult to tell whether or not he's being sarcastic: ] It's like a dream come true.

Oh, and Dean? Hello darling. Let's have a little chat, shall we? Happy belated Easter, chickens.

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wait. hold up. are you saying that you're literally satan?

[One bored looking, well maintained dude eyeing up the feed.]

Ugh, religious talk. Yawn. Props for the possible ending of at least one televangelist though. You managed to bag yourself a show?

[Fear. It's Crane's magic word. His drug.

He would like to engage in proper conversation; to see the devil in plain sight. He pragmatically decides to engage him in text. Certain people would be watching this post and he doesn't want them witnessing his condition.]

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

People fear tempting fate, yet the very human fear of fate perhaps brought you here.

It's cute, in a way.

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[ well, if something bodes ill, this certainly bodes ill. here was here during Lucifer's first stunt and the inevitable cosmic backlash. he was tried, went to jail, and then poof. disappeared. of course, that doesn't account for this happening. crimes committed by the same someone, but somehow different—doesn't that ring a bell? ]

Ah—yes. Just what we needed, more monotheists melodramatically announcing themselves on the public network.

Couldn't get enough, could you?

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I don't know, is that what I'm saying? Might be, let me think about that for a second. Oh wait, yes I am. Pleased to meet you.

Apparently I'm just that charismatic. Who knew?

[ Everyone ever. ] Not a fan of the bible thumping, I take it?

I don't need the invitation, but it's always nice to feel wanted. All you need to do is ask really nicely.

[ Hey, he's not picky. And texting is boring. ]

I'd still disagree that there's any such thing as tempting fate. Fate is what it is; that's what's so wonderful about it. No matter how hard you try, you're fate's bitch, and God's will be done.

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You could find a way to cleverly argue that he's also metaphorically Satan, but it gets sticky. ;)

wooooow. just wow. that's the wildest intro ive seen yet. thanks for that, i guess.

.... whats metaphorical about it. im not religious okay. lucifer = satan is p much the sum of my knowledge

[ His first thought, with the name in front of him and the audio as it is, is you're not Gabriel. The accusation helps confirm that for him, but it none the less makes him angry to see someone else co-opting the name Loki, even if Gabriel really was never a Norse god in the first place. There's no obvious tension in his voice, but it's lucky that there's no video, because his angry face--that is, only a slight change from his passive face - is well and truly on. ]

Of this slice of apple pie? Oh, I'm absolutely thrilled to be back. I've missed being incessantly surrounded by trumped up, know-it-all simians.

It's nice to see your work appreciated. Really, that was all for your benefit; you're welcome.

Nnnot really. Religions are just like assholes, we all got them and that's okay, but I seriously don't want them all waved in my face.

You're seriously called Lucifer?

[Crane might have engaged in discussing fate, but it was idle patter. He's got his sights on something better. The only power that means anything.]

God's will? Then it is the strangest fate of man, that God wishes him to live under so much fear. Fear keeps people paralyzed from doing anything. Trying anything. It's a struggle to plan anything with its cold caress on your cheek. Like rebellion.

[He thinks about Bruce's lesson; that fear is taught and wielded perfectly by man. One doesn't have to be the Devil or God.]

Isn't it just? God created fear, the very first fear - the fear of rejection - which of course I took all due advantage of. Everything that came after that is just gravy.

But you're obviously missing a trick. Fear can be plenty motivational. Fear motivated the Christians when they were thrown to the lions, after all.

It appears you're hinting that I don't recognise fear's motivation of the masses. I respect fear's effect upon the mind and its control over the body. Where, exactly, did I outright state otherwise?

[A hint, because if the Devil sees as much as God, then he knows who he is and what he knows. What he can do.]

[ Lucifer grins. Despite his usual passivity, it suits his face, although the absence of proper menace is unnerving in its own right. ] I like that one. It's charming

[ And without breaking his stride. ] Sure. And under absolutely no circumstances is it to be shortened to Lou, Lulu, or Lucy. We clear?

Thank you, I do my best. [Charmycharmer.]

Yeah yeah, no girl names. Got it. So what's the show?

You struck first. As if I know nothing about rebellion.

[ Nobody said he wasn't petty. ]

What's that behind you?

[ The rush of wings, the shuffle of feathers, was impossible to miss. Lucifer propped himself lazily on the desk, not so much as even bothering to take a look around. So much for waiting for an invitation. ]

Would you look at that? Why, Jonathan, there's really no need to hide your face from me. I've seen it all before.

It's called ImPortant. Something something real lives of imPorts, I didn't pay much attention.

[ Of course he paid attention. ] Did you want to be a guest?

[Crane's reading in his clinic, still holding his phone when Lucifer arrives.

The sound is familiar - Crane's heard the shuffling of feathers before. Different animals, different color. He doesn't blink over it. He doesn't shiver from the memory, nor the chill that's come over the room. No doubt the devil knows where he's heard the sound, if he's as intimately acquainted with sin as he claims. The devil will also know he's lived with the cold, skeletal hand of fear on his shoulder all his life. It's a fear that permeates the air of his hastily-cleaned office. Every. Single. Space.

It's beautiful.

He turns around and says matter-of-factly.]

Well. When you make an entrance, at least it's not by crashing through the door.

[An acceptance that Lucifer knows. But even now he's wearing that mask of the good, helpful Dr. Crane.]

I'm ... not sure if you actually are curious to know what you did before, but your name is familiar. Someone mentioned it before. [There is a certain chill to her voice. What Kitty told her hadn't been good, and she had followed up to the best of her ability. To some degree, she's playing "stupid," acting as if she doesn't know all of that.]

But you don't remember, do you? As it is, I should introduce myself, as it seems we'll be roommates. I'm Asami Sato. [There is no "welcome" tacked on. She knows of people from home who would do the same things repeatedly if they were brought here enough. And given the atrocities committed before, she doesn't want to give him too much leeway.

She's seen too much in her life already for that.]

[The man on-screen is stony-faced. He looks fairly normal, dressed in an all-black fancy suit, if not for the two large ram horns that sprout from his head and curl around his ears. He's been considering trying to hide from Lucifer, but he knows better. He seems... perhaps awe-struck, perhaps nervous.]

You're here. I didn't think the Porter could do it. I- I've been- This place is-

[He inhales sharply and then bows just his head, cutting off his own stammering, and peering up at the screen with his eyes. Solemnly,]

Belial, Morningstar, I am yours to command.

I dunno about 'guest', but I happen to have my own show too. Kinda fly on the wall documentary about every day lawyering. Figured we might be able to help each other out somehow.

[He addresses Lucifer only after an hour of deliberation. Chilton knew him, from before. It's worth the endeavor, he decides, to find out exactly where along the continuum this diabolical incarnation is.]

Why look, you've met Jeff Winger -- lawyer extraordinaire. You're both so well suited to television. Perhaps you could have some sort of follow-up media regarding both of your... Projects. "Devil's the in the Details", no doubt that would have a following.

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