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Now, I get what you were going for here, but I must say, it’s just not working for me at all. Where’s the music? The entertainment? The escapism? Most people go to a bar to get away from their problems and the mediocrity of their lives, not to be surrounded by another place as equally drab and boring!

[Lucifer is clearly at the bar, and while it’s likely quite lovely and fine, this is The Devil we’re talking about. He’s not satisfied with much that he doesn’t do himself.]

This won’t do at all! Do you even have anyone hooking up in this bar or does everyone walk back to their rooms sad, alone and feeling sorry for themselves? It’s pathetic, really.

[He suddenly appears as if he’s had a revelation of sorts, though honestly he probably started this knowing exactly where he was taking it.]

Never fear, citizens of Wonderland. I’ll make sure you’re all able to partake in some real debauchery very soon.

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_{[Nope, not ringing any bells. The closest equivalent to the picture Lucifer's painting would be the Chantry's belief that those souls who've fallen out of favor with the Maker are doomed to fall to nothingness. It's not pretty, but at least it's not eternal torment.

One eyebrow climbs higher than the other, though for now he keeps his thoughts to himself.]}

Your world's idea of the afterlife sounds... unpleasant. _{[Understatement of the millennium.]} Remind me not to get on your bad side. That would make you... a god, then? It's an honor, truly.

_{[That's the sort of thing you nod and smile and agree with when meeting a god, probably.]}

Only if you don't follow Daddy's rules. Then you still die horrible, but at least you win eternal bliss. [He smiles.] Or so they say.

[His smirk widens as she shrugs his shoulders.]

Something like that.

_{[Who is this "Daddy"? Maker, has he walked into some kinky role play thing?]}

Er... I can't tell if I should be worried. Thoughts?

_{[Please advise on how much or how little of this he was supposed to have understood.]}

I wouldn't bother. Worrying won't change anything. Better just to have fun while you can and figure the rest out later.

Why do you think I chose to run a bar?

_{[Lucifer can't know just how amusing--and apt--what he says is. Smiling slightly, Anders shakes his head before amending his choice of words.]}

I meant more about you. Most people I've met on your sort of career path tend not to... play well with others.

_{[In that they routinely enjoy killing everyone in sight. Lucifer, though, seems rather well-behaved for some kind of posthumous torturer. And he's a snappy dresser, too.]}

I haven't given much thought to where I'll go when I finally croak. Depending on who you ask, I'm already a walking, talking sin in the eyes of the Maker, anyway. But what made you give up a divine duty for bar-tending? That seems like quite the leap.

Ah, well, I play well with nearly everyone who likes to play, if you catch my drift.

[Killing is something he certainly does not do willy-nilly. Some people deserve it, of course, but people don't tend to die by his hand pretty much ever.]

The Maker? Well that sounds a whole lot like someone else's strange version of God. He's probably as terrible, if they're not the one and the same. [He shrugs a bit.] I guess you could say I got bored of playing a part in my Father's foolish game.

Behave yourself or you'll start smacking bottoms, eh?

_{[Anders considers this thoughtfully with a casual twist of his lips. There's a surreal element to contemplating the divine in a video with an actual divine entity; a part of him thinks he ought to be a little more overcome by all of this. Sweat a little over his small and insignificant place in the universe, at least.

But this Lucifer fellow isn't conjuring up lightning storms and speaking in tongues or anything of the divinely sort. He seems rather... earthly. Not what Anders would have expected for an overseer of wicked souls.]}

I hadn't thought about there being different creator gods out there, but watching over a single universe is probably a full-time job, let alone the hundreds of others. I suppose you just haven't gotten around to damning everyone like our Maker. If you believe the Andrastians, we've already been wicked. We're just trying to get his attention again.

_{[And that concludes Professor Anders' lecture on Religion 101.]}

So if you're one of his children, that makes you... another kind of god?

[He grins sharply.]

Something like that.

[While he sometimes has difficulty with certain aspects of humanity, his handful of years on earth and his vast extensive knowledge has at least provided him with the ability to somewhat fit in.]

That's an interesting take on it, though it sounds like this Maker of yours and my father might be in agreement on more than anyone would like.

[He tilts his head.]

An angel, actually. Of the Fallen variety.

_{[Anders has seem plenty of mortal men grin that way, and that is not a smile you want to test, let alone with one aspiring to godhood. Remind him not to make this Lucifer demonstrate the skills of his job description.]}

I thought angels were supposed to be good?

_{[Too late, he realizes that might not be the most politically correct choice of words and he makes a sheepish face.]}

Sorry, it's just... you know. Your old career path sounds like a lot of doom and gloom. I thought angels were the happy, benevolent sort.

[He just sort of nods his head in indication that he respects his attempt to control his tongue.

Fortunately, it's insanely hard to actually offend him.]

Well, I was being punished. Thus the whole 'fallen' angel thing. Dear old Dad and I didn't exactly see eye to eye, to say the least. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy. I don't look particularly sad, do I? And I can be quite benevolent when the mood strikes me.

You look... something. Roguishly stubbled?

_{[Anders hums a thoughtful note. The "fallen angel" aspect hadn't meant much to him until now. To him, angels had more or less occupied the same space as pixies or house elves--a cute story for children, no more than that.]}

But show me someone who does get along with their father one hundred percent of the time. Putting a torture device in your hand sounds like a harsh punishment... for everyone involved.

I'll accept roguish.

[It's rather accurate, honestly.]

Fair enough. Most of them don't get banished to a pit of pain and despair, however. Harsh doesn't even begin to cover it.

Roguish it is!

_{[Devilishly roguish, womp womp.]}

Why did he banish you?

_{[What did you do, Lucifer, throw a house party in the Golden City and curse the world with darkspawn before dad gave you the boot? Because that sort of thing's a definite no-no back in Thedas.]}

He and I didn't exactly see eye-to-eye.

[He evades the question with an air of apathy, as if it's unimportant.

Which is highly unlikely.]

_{[Yes, as Lucifer keeps hinting. If he were a spirit with a defining trait, he'd be the spirit of equivocation, no doubt.

Anders is no stranger to dodging questions; in this case, it only serves to increase his curiosity, and he lifts his eyebrows in a clear invitation to continue.]}

I'm a good listener.

_{[Curiosity killed the cat.]}

You can only listen if I actually feel like talking about it.

[Which he doesn't. He barely knows you, man. Sorry.

Also, the player has no idea what happened. <.< It's fine.]

That's fair.

_{[Anders doesn't take offense at Lucifer's brush-off. You don't make a habit of vigorously pestering people without expecting some snapping and snarling and the occasional rude gesture when you're trodding on sensitive ground.

This? This seems pretty mild for someone calling themselves the Devil, to be quite honest.]}

Nobody likes to count the ways in which their family is dysfunctional when there are more better and more important things to talk about, like future debauchery. But I sense we could get along just fine, you and I.

_{[The latter is said mostly in jest--do fallen angels have friends?--though Anders gets the feeling it's probably a smarter bet to be on Lucifer's good side over his bad.]}

Considering none of that is even remotely an issue while I'm here, I most definitely agree.

[His lips split into a smile.]

Glad to hear it. You'll have to take a gander at my club once I open it.

_{[If Lucifer means he doesn't expect his family will make an appearance here, Anders rather hopes he's right. It sounds as though Lucifer's family dinners could get ugly in a cosmic way.

But that's a story he'll have to hear another day. Anders is content to promise he'll show his face at Lucifer's establishment, at the very least.]}

Wouldn't miss it. I'll try anything once.

I have a feeling it will be much more than once.

[He then waggles his fingers at the screen.]

Until then.

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