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[The video screen opens to the Church of the Morningstar, a large, pristine building of white concrete and hard, sharp, modern edges. It's owner, both of the phone in possession and the church in name, stands in front of it wearing a long black overcoat with the collar pulled up on this unseasonably cold day.]

You have no idea how disappointing it is to finally come outside the prison of creation and be surrounded by the ensnarement of worship. And not of anything, but of me most importantly-- something that, I must profess, becomes more tiring by the day. You've all chosen to squander your chance to live by your desires only to build a prison of rules and governing around yourselves. Even here, having left those devices, you've so eagerly baited yourselves again. Let's change that, shall we?

[He waves his hand, and the church in front of him warps and collapses in on itself, a twisting of light that causes its viewers to blink only to be met with an entirely new creation-- a piano bar which reveals itself to intimate prohibition-style decor within. A sexily backlit 1923 Steinway piano ties together a room dotted with small tables perfect for a night of Jazz music and drinks. Lucifer takes a seat and crosses one leg over the other, different looking perhaps than those of the same name imPorts have been familiar with in the past. In fact, he bears a striking resemblance the Thin White Duke.... or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the Thin White Duke resembled him.]

'Lux'... a name I once chose impertinently to create something of my own in the entrapment of His will, seems a little unsuitable now that I've liberated myself of those titles. A new name, I think, would be more appropriate. Perhaps 'Revīvēscere'.

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[craftpunk]

Upgrade.

[ Can digital voices sound sing-song? It's eerily sing-song. ]

[sunlighter]

More appealing than an altar, I find.

[He lifts the fallboard of the piano touches the ivory gently.]

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[heckblazer]

[ Oh, bollocks.

God, John, think of something especally annoying to say. ]

Huh. Well there go my suspicion that this is actually hell. Gave that up a while back, didn't ya?

[ Nailed it. ]

[sunlighter]

It's been some time, yes. [A pause.] You seem familiar. Missing the coat, aren't we?

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[pummelgranite]

[ She's about to complain about his rambling pontification.


She's about to scream at him for touching the church.


But then it clicks what (and more importantly who) she's looking at. ]


. . . Luci?

[sunlighter]

Lucifer, thank you.

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[glassfall]

[Okay, she's lost. But she'll try to help, nonetheless.]

Worship?

[But then he changes the setting, and Cinders can't hold back a gasp of wonder.]

That sounds like quite a fitting name.

[sunlighter]

A name to abandon antiquated beliefs like that.

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[bindsthedead]

You don't have the same face as the one who founded that church... but you're Lucifer, aren't you? [Sabriel's voice is carefully controlled, though some of her confusion shines through.]

[sunlighter]

I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about, although I suppose it all makes sense in one way or another. I am, yes.

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[foreshadower]

Please tell me your top shelf is of the highest shelf.

[sunlighter]

[He pulls a 1988 bottle of Bruno Giacosa Barolo Falletto from one of the shelves and glances at the label halfheartedly before pouring himself a glass.]

I suppose that depends on your preference, but it's likely not to disappoint.

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[purple_reign]

[Well, that's one way to handle a church. Not particularly the way Inanna would have liked, but given Persephone's reaction... They supposed he had a right to it.

But it's still a little irritating.]

Did you really have to do away with it entirely? You aren't the only Morningstar here, you know.

[sunlighter]

Is that so?

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[slightlyoffchilt]

Like a bad penny. [Oh, he just can't help himself. Far too often has Chilton made orbit with a Lucifer, whether metaphorical or literal.] Or should I come to expect a little change?

[sunlighter]

You'd be wiser than most to remain cautious, though you'll find my familiar and I hold distinctly different opinions on what we consider tasteful in our name.

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[faderbroderson]

[Worship doesn't interest Godric. He's seen gods come and go. The Christian God is a fascination, but not for the worship - rather, the concept and the philosophy. It's just one aspect of the confused, tangled moral conundrum he's wrought himself, even if it reads more like a mid-life crisis than a crisis of faith.

And then Lucifer Morningstar walks into the metaphorical room, and even Godric isn't so bold to think he can gain anything good from talking to the devil himself, but--]

Do you happen to serve blood as well as liquor?

[YOLO - and he's on his second life. Third if you're into semantics. Honestly, the bar is sort of his aesthetic anyway.

And what an appropriate name.]

[sunlighter]

It's not to my taste personally, but I'm certain it can be arranged.

[zee_zatara]

Don't suppose you'd want to book a magic show every so often? I can take it up a few notches to something more burlesque or vaudeville. I am no stranger to corsets and fishnets.

A chance to perform for a mature audience would be amazing

[sunlighter]

Management is no more to me than glorified custodial work, and I've had my taste of that already. If it pleases you, so long as it does not interfere with my business.

[inmyothertights]

[What's up, Devil, it's God.

Well, sort of. Kind of. In a manner of speaking. It's God's....supernatural sheriff, or something. Gnostics are weird.]

Around here they're not big on the flashy displays of reality bending.

[sunlighter]

Yes, cages are all about control, aren't they?

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[cleptes]

Where might one find this establishment?

[sunlighter]

Florida. Not my first choice, of course, but adequate enough.

[dendarii]

[ There is a funny-looking man. Who just. Stares at the screen and the name and the background and -

God, why. ]

Oh for fuck's sake. I don't even care any more.

[sunlighter]

Pardon?

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[jojoceanman]

...Are you seriously Satan?

[Someone has to ask...]

[sunlighter]

Who, the Judeo-Christian Boogeyman? Not quite, though a common misconception. I'm sure our British friend with a distaste for showers here would love to elaborate for you.

[airshow]

[ Okay, so James is a little skittish about all this devil stuff, to say the least. Pissing off Neron not once but twice and being technically dead back home tends to put the fear of whoever into a guy. And yet — and yet, if he'd ever had the good sense to leave well enough alone, he wouldn't have become a Rogue in the first place.

So. ]

Nice remodel! Could use more neon. Flamingo or two, maybe.

[sunlighter]

I'd say there's quite enough of that already in Florida. You seem bright, I'm sure you can manage.

[Voice]

[hellrisen02]

Oh, hey. You're here, huh? Again, kinda. Fun times.

[Just barely biting back any other snappy commentary about droll theological conversations at the memory that a) this is Satan and b) he has seen what this particular iteration of Satan can and will do to a wise-ass first-hand;]

[He's still thinking them, though.]

...The bar's back open for business, then?

[sunlighter]

It appears that way, for now. You'll forgive me if I can't recall us ever meeting, time distortion and all that.

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[restingstitchface]

[The month had passed with him speaking of the devil and now, between Chilton running and him observing, here he is. Fresh-faced and curious.]

What a lovely question.

Can a being enshared by prison be free? That's dependent on more than the physical, isn't it? Can the soul be free? That's the essence of it.

[sunlighter]

Let's not be so pretentious about it, shall we? You'll find very quickly that the study of the soul will only leave you wanting.

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[clobbers]

Does remodeling make you see it as less of a cage?

( She doesn't think so. But that is one of the cooler displays of power she's ever seen. )

Looks like all you need is someone to sing Moon River.

[sunlighter]

Personally, I prefer Blue Moon by Billie Holiday, but to each their own.

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[neverdied]

[The blandest of stares.]

I liked the church.

[sunlighter]

The world is rife with pointless dogma with which to prostrate yourself, I'm confident you'll manage.