Beyond the obvious, you mean? Murderers and rapists and that sort of thing? [Lucifer shrugs, hands in his pockets, casual as you like considering the subject matter.] Well, when you've spent as much time around the souls of the damned as I have you learn to spot it. Not exactly difficult though, is it?
Why do you wait to punish them? There's people who are suffering while you
... Enjoy homemade eclairs. [She sets out a tray of various desserts that
she's just made]
Beyond the obvious, you mean? Murderers and rapists and that sort of thing?
[Lucifer shrugs, hands in his pockets, casual as you like considering the
subject matter.] Well, when you've spent as much time around the souls of
the damned as I have you learn to spot it. Not exactly difficult though, is
it?
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[Sarcastically~] Because it's all part of God's 'plan'. And, trust me, the air quotes are entirely warranted.
He may have made me the Devil but he didn't gift me with omnipotence. That was more my brother's shtick.
[Pastries which he eagerly grabs for by the way. ] Ooh, lovely, thanks very much. Could I get a triple espresso, as well? And one for yourself if you have five minutes? [He asks hopefully, giving her his best smile. ]
Ooh, yeah. Bet I've punished some evil as well. There's no way you destroy as many planets as I have without taking out a few nasties along the way. It's a numbers game. If you're bad enough to do indiscriminate murder, you eventually do some good.
I see. I suppose it will all come together, eventually.
All you can do is play your part, and watch as the world falls apart. [She
is polite, even though she is rather annoyed at ‘the plan’, and the fact
that Lucifer is so casual about everything. But, hey, she is VERY quick
with that triple espresso]
Oh, yes. I can sit. I’m not working right now. I just wanted to drop off
sweets.
What? No, no, no, no, of course it won't. My Dad's a sadistic prick, darling. Even if He has a plan, that doesn't necessarily mean it's a good one.
Plus - [He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, sheepish because he knows that she probably won't believe what he's about to say.] - I don't go around torturing the innocent. That's not my style.
[He appreciates the coffee, cradling it in his hands for warmth as he has a sip, waiting for her reaction. After all, who would ever believe the Devil when he says that he's not the monster everyone seems to think he is?]
I believe you. [She stares at him for a long moment, trying to figure
things out.]
If all you do is punish evil, why are you sentenced to suffer when it all
ends? That hardly seems fair. It’s also unfair that people do horrors in
your name.
What happens when people sacrifice other people to you? Do you get their
souls, or is it all a horribly misunderstood process?
Sorry, left my abacus back in the Middle Ages but I get the sense that the maths don't quite add up on that one. So, guess I'll be seeing you in Hell then.
Almost makes me want to go back, I'll be honest. I haven't had a megalomaniac to torture in at least a century. [He suspects that Missy's probably going to need a rather... special sort of cell when she eventually makes it down there, probably something of her own making. He's almost curious to know what it'll be like.]
Again, it all boils down to Dad being a dick. That's my punishment for daring to question His judgement. [In addition to being cast out of Heaven and being damned to Hell for all eternity because, God, it turns out, can be a bit melodramatic when He's in a mood.]
[Points~] That's not my fault. [Free will, as he'd warned his Father in Heaven, is a dangerous gift and now look what these mortals are doing with it. Killing in Lucifer's name, damning themselves to Hell by committing atrocities to win Lucifer's approval when he couldn't be more sickened by them and blaming him all the while. As if he doesn't have better things to do with his time than whispering lewdly in people's ears, compelling them to sin.]
[He doesn't say any of this, of course, because it seems like too heavy a discussion to have over something as simple as coffee and cakes though he does set his unfinished coffee back down, having suddenly lost his appetite. He fiddles with a napkin instead, worrying at it, twisting it around his fingers.] I never asked for it, I never wanted it. What you people do to each other up here isn't my responsibility.
Didn't fly, huh? Wow. And I'm usually so good at maths. [That's disappointing, isn't it? She's not really bothered though. She only feigns disappointment for a second to be theatrical.]
It happens to the best of us. I've left things in the Middle Ages too. It's like losing a sock in the dryer.
[She's gracious about it at least, a loose shrug rolling off her shoulders. All things that can die will eventually die, and all things must go where dead things go, Hell included.]
Have at me. Get your people on it. Torment me for a while, but I've got another resurrection lined up for later, so try not to run long.
Yes. I know a lot of awful people and you have not presented yourself as
such.
I’m sorry that you have to deal with that, I’ve heard that parents are
difficult at times. [Cassie is in a mood, but she’s trying her hardest to
be nice, and understanding.]
[She’s quiet because she has been through so much, and honestly thought
that she would be taken straight to hell once she realized who Lucifer was,
due to lies told to her over many years. ] I want to live in a peaceful
little cabin by a lake, with a large family, many animals, and a nearby
forest. What is it that you want? If you could ask your Father for anything?
I know of at least one person in dire need of a reckoning. Sadly, I do not believe we are from the same reality. Mr. Veils would be perfect for you otherwise.
Myself included. Hell would've been terribly dull without them. [He may never have wanted to become a torturer - thanks Dad - but Lucifer can't really say that watching a child molester sobbing at his feet, writhing in pain didn't come with at least a small frisson of satisfaction.] Still don't count myself among that number, however. Crazy, I know.
Would it comfort you to know that it wouldn't be my first time dabbling in other realities? [Not to mention that just the thought of a reckoning - all the bells and whistles included - has gotten Lucifer all excited.] If you can tear a tiny hole in the fabric of the universe, nothing too apocalyptic, I might take you on that.
I'm Lucifer, reckonings and events of a biblical nature are sort of my bag. [A beat.] Assuming you subscribe to some sort of religious doctrine, in which case this might all be lost on you.
Which would be a shame because I'm really kind of a big deal in those circles.
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...How do you decide what is evil?
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Why do you wait to punish them? There's people who are suffering while you ... Enjoy homemade eclairs. [She sets out a tray of various desserts that she's just made]
Would you like a beverage?
On Apr 10, 2018 11:16 PM, "lightsthesun - DW Comment" < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:
[image: lightsthesun: (that so? | sceptical | sideburns)] Lucifer Morningstar (lightsthesun https://lightsthesun.dreamwidth.org/profile) replied to a comment you left in a Dreamwidth entry https://sixwordstories.dreamwidth.org/71167091.html. The comment they replied to was:
My apologies for misunderstanding.
...How do you decide what is evil?
The reply was:
Beyond the obvious, you mean? Murderers and rapists and that sort of thing? [Lucifer shrugs, hands in his pockets, casual as you like considering the subject matter.] Well, when you've spent as much time around the souls of the damned as I have you learn to spot it. Not exactly difficult though, is it?
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He may have made me the Devil but he didn't gift me with omnipotence. That was more my brother's shtick.
[Pastries which he eagerly grabs for by the way. ] Ooh, lovely, thanks very much. Could I get a triple espresso, as well? And one for yourself if you have five minutes? [He asks hopefully, giving her his best smile. ]
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Ugh sorry, I’m lazy and use email to reply
I see. I suppose it will all come together, eventually.
All you can do is play your part, and watch as the world falls apart. [She is polite, even though she is rather annoyed at ‘the plan’, and the fact that Lucifer is so casual about everything. But, hey, she is VERY quick with that triple espresso]
Oh, yes. I can sit. I’m not working right now. I just wanted to drop off sweets.
lol no worries babs!
Plus - [He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, sheepish because he knows that she probably won't believe what he's about to say.] - I don't go around torturing the innocent. That's not my style.
[He appreciates the coffee, cradling it in his hands for warmth as he has a sip, waiting for her reaction. After all, who would ever believe the Devil when he says that he's not the monster everyone seems to think he is?]
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I believe you. [She stares at him for a long moment, trying to figure things out.]
If all you do is punish evil, why are you sentenced to suffer when it all ends? That hardly seems fair. It’s also unfair that people do horrors in your name.
What happens when people sacrifice other people to you? Do you get their souls, or is it all a horribly misunderstood process?
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Sorry, left my abacus back in the Middle Ages but I get the sense that the maths don't quite add up on that one. So, guess I'll be seeing you in Hell then.
Almost makes me want to go back, I'll be honest. I haven't had a megalomaniac to torture in at least a century. [He suspects that Missy's probably going to need a rather... special sort of cell when she eventually makes it down there, probably something of her own making. He's almost curious to know what it'll be like.]
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Again, it all boils down to Dad being a dick. That's my punishment for daring to question His judgement. [In addition to being cast out of Heaven and being damned to Hell for all eternity because, God, it turns out, can be a bit melodramatic when He's in a mood.]
[Points~] That's not my fault. [Free will, as he'd warned his Father in Heaven, is a dangerous gift and now look what these mortals are doing with it. Killing in Lucifer's name, damning themselves to Hell by committing atrocities to win Lucifer's approval when he couldn't be more sickened by them and blaming him all the while. As if he doesn't have better things to do with his time than whispering lewdly in people's ears, compelling them to sin.]
[He doesn't say any of this, of course, because it seems like too heavy a discussion to have over something as simple as coffee and cakes though he does set his unfinished coffee back down, having suddenly lost his appetite. He fiddles with a napkin instead, worrying at it, twisting it around his fingers.] I never asked for it, I never wanted it. What you people do to each other up here isn't my responsibility.
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It happens to the best of us. I've left things in the Middle Ages too. It's like losing a sock in the dryer.
[She's gracious about it at least, a loose shrug rolling off her shoulders. All things that can die will eventually die, and all things must go where dead things go, Hell included.]
Have at me. Get your people on it. Torment me for a while, but I've got another resurrection lined up for later, so try not to run long.
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Yes. I know a lot of awful people and you have not presented yourself as such.
I’m sorry that you have to deal with that, I’ve heard that parents are difficult at times. [Cassie is in a mood, but she’s trying her hardest to be nice, and understanding.]
[She’s quiet because she has been through so much, and honestly thought that she would be taken straight to hell once she realized who Lucifer was, due to lies told to her over many years. ] I want to live in a peaceful little cabin by a lake, with a large family, many animals, and a nearby forest. What is it that you want? If you could ask your Father for anything?
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Which would be a shame because I'm really kind of a big deal in those circles.
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I would certainly appreciate any advice or sympathy you have on offer, mind you.