Faye, in Hell.

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On the other side of the door...

Hell...

No, no fire and brimstone. A large room, half living room, half office, tastefully decorated and furnished. Thick carpet, a big couch, several recliners, an old-style desk, bookshelves, filing cabinets... and a computer too.

Classical music plays in the background and the delicate scent of incense hangs in the air.

"Welcome dear, welcome to my house. Enter freely and of your own free will! Go safely when you must, and leave something of the happiness you bring!"

The Devil steps aside to let Faye enter.

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The Devil shrugs. "Good thing I can send out avatars of myself. or I would have gobe insane, alone here in the cold."

"Hmm, maybe I did go insane, just am unable to notice."

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She can't help herself. She reaches out to touch the manacled one, to sit beside her.

"Why did you show me this?"

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"Because you know how it feels like: to be wounded and alone, and to alienate people." Her flesh feels cold, almost dead cold. "To hurt them even if you would prefer not."

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"It doesn't make things hurt any less."

But she takes the Devil's hand in hers, letting her leech the warmth from her body. After a minute, she'd wrap her arms around the tattered remains of Lucifer, and hold her close.

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The devil will gently keep her away. "You would freeze long before warming me up any. I am here since millenia ago, Faye. Morning Star, the Bringer of Light. There was I time when I was flame, now my fire is used to burn petty sinners." She shifts position, stretching legs a bit: the chains being way too short to allow any kind of comfortable postion on the cold stone slab.

"And nothing will change."

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"But that's terrible!" Her fists pound on the ice slab in frustration.

And then she looks the Devil in the eye. "I mean, can't you apologize?"

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"He does not want an apology, hon. Someone has to take care of Hell and someone has to be blamed by the wrongs of the world." She gives a weak shrug. "Keeping me here fulfills both goals"

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Faye looks very, very sad at this.

"You're not as terrible as everyone makes you out to be. I mean, I realize you're the Princess of Lies, and that you could totally be putting an act on for me. But I kind of get the feeling you're being truthful with me."

She swallows, and looks over at the skeletal one.

"It's just a shitty rap for you."

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"I am the Princess of Lies. I am the Angel of the Abyss. Do not try to be my friend, Faye. I would just hurt you." The Devil sighs. "I have little left but pain."

Pain and her field of dreams, where she keeps a few human souls safe.

You are almost as lonely as I am.

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"Even the Devil needs a friend," she says quietly, stubbornly. "And hey. We're both pretty goddamn broken. I'm sure we can hurt each other and get through it."

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"I just made you cry a bit ago, Faye." Indeed, she did. "And that was one of the least things I can do."

And really, she does not wnat to know what more the Devil can do. "I can not even promise you anything that is not limited, superficial and full of loopholes."

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"Then what do you want? What's the point?" Faye is frustrated; she spent all this time with Lucifer, feeling like she was bonding with her, and now, this!

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"Sorry. I just can not promise it will be easy. Or that I will be fair. Or nice. I have little dignity left, and very little good, just enough for my punishment to feel worse."

She looks down at her scarred wrists. "If tomorrow you decide this is an elaborate trick, if you start to hate and despise me, if you..."

"I will not blame you."

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"I can't promise that I'll be easy to deal with. I watched my father kill myself. The man I'm interested in is dating my best friend and boss. I'm just now remembering all of those little societal niceties that make people bearable in public.

"I'm willing to try if you are."

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"I fell in love. But he is in love with another. And he fears me." She looks down at her scarred hands. "And I can not have him, so I try to hep him be happy. With her."

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"You and I are such similar creatures...." she murmurs. "I don't know what that says about me..."

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"That you are human, and I am too human for my own good?" The laugh is bitter. The devil shifts position, growling, the cold metal of the manacles biting on her skin.

"I wonder how people would react if they knew why I am a shameless slut..." Because few things make the pain go away and Milliways does not let her indulge in Wrath.

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She smiles bitterly. "Because it takes the pain away. Because it's more fulfilling than fighting a wooden mannequin. Because feeling hurts, damn it, and fucking's a good way to make it stop."

Faye is watching herself begin to walk down the slut road, and she understands it entirely.

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"I don't have feelings. Not enough to feel much. I am hollow inside, I am Wrath. Indulging is the only thing that makes me not melt Earth to slag and boil the seas." She is half-mad with pain and despair and...

She is the perfect caretaker of Hell.

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Fay does not shrink away. She just watches the other woman--fallen angel--supernatural being--whatever--with pity.

"Do you want me to go?"

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And she slumps down again, defeated. "No... It is too cold and too quiet here, alone."

"Too cold."

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"Sadly, I'm starting to get too cold to stay. But--I'll come back." She looks at the wretched creature before her with deep pity in her eyes.

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She nods. I will show you the way out. but you have to get back to the tunnel. I can not make avatars here." The Devil can not even talk to herself.

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She nods. "Thank you." She stands, and looks at the Devil's true form once more before making her way to the tunnel and out to the avatar.

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She is there, waiting, offering a hand to Faye. "I hope I was not too hard on you."

That is as close to an apology that she can go.