Weyland's Visit

[7twistedwishes]

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.

The Devil steps aside to let Weyland in enter. No need to make promises of release for him, since he is out of her purview.

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[mechanicalswans]

"Liebchen," he says with a smile, "oh, we should work together sometime. Find some person to tempt, and see which of our offers they fall for. Perhaps a little wager could be involved."

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil laughs softly. "Oh, we should. But what we would wager over and on?" Celestial beings have not many needs, after all.

"And we must use discretion, people are suspicious enough of me already."

[mechanicalswans]

"Three days of service," he answers. "The specific details of the wager would depend on the individual circumstances of our target--we would need to get to know them a little, decide on a plan. And discretion, yes, of course. You could blame it all on me, anyway. I think I have only done one thing in the bar that people might not like."

[7twistedwishes]

"I did not -do- anything wrong in the Bar yet. But I am the Devil, people expect me to." She grins. "Three days of service. Sounds good."

"Now we just have to find a mortal..."

[mechanicalswans]

"Technically I haven't either," he says, "though I did lure a woman back to my world and hold her prisoner, eventually killing her. She did go voluntarily, and I did restore her to life--better than she had been before, in fact--but still, there are those who would disapprove. I will let you choose the mortal, as long as it is one whom neither of us have met."

[7twistedwishes]

"Very well. I will look for someone who might be open for... dealing." She smiles, leaning to his chest. "Of course, I might just give you your three days anyway, but it is more fun to gamble for it."

[mechanicalswans]

"Three days spent in the bar, or in one of our individual worlds?" he asks. "Not that it makes much of a difference, but it does make a small one."

[7twistedwishes]

"As you prefer, dear... What you think would be better for us, you know I am in dire need of distractions." She kisses his cheek, leaning to his chest. "And I hope I can entertain you as well."

[mechanicalswans]

He strokes her hair, holding her close.

"You are a more than welcome distraction, always," he says. "I would recommend not my world, though. Beyond that, I am open to almost anything."

[7twistedwishes]

"My world, then? I have a hundred and some nice little hideouts and special places from where we can explore and to where we can retreat." And have fun doing so.

[mechanicalswans]

"Maybe a beach," he says with a smile. "I haven't been to the beach in a very long time. It would be very pleasant, relaxing and swimming and drinking."

[7twistedwishes]

"Hmm, easy enough, dear. I know the best beaches everywhere. Perhaps a large luxurious vacation resort, perhaps an isolated pace for the two of us only?" Options, options.

[mechanicalswans]

"Would you want to try to blend in, be ordinary?" he asks. "In that case, I would say a resort. Otherwise, somewhere more isolated."

[7twistedwishes]

"I am never exactly ordinary." She smiles, nuzzling Weyland's neck. "You would like to have me privately, or to parade me around on a leash?" Kinky... but really, burdened with Hell, she likes to relinquish control once in a while.

[mechanicalswans]

"Whichever you prefer," he murmurs with a smile. "Though of course... it sounds like you intend to lose, and I would rather it be a challenge."

[7twistedwishes]

"It will be a challenge. Even if I intend to lose, I will not throw the matchfor you, dear. You will have to seize it. Conquer it."

Yes, she is challenging him. "Think you can do it?"

[mechanicalswans]

"I wouldn't have it any other way," he says, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead. "It will be an interesting match, certainly--I don't know whether I will win, but the trying will be exciting."

[7twistedwishes]

She grins and nods. "Good. Shall we return, then? A target must be found for our little game, and I need to prepare to offer a suitable challenge."

[mechanicalswans]

"We shall," he says. "Are we allowed to tell our target who we are, or should we do the tempting anonymously? Let them not know who exactly they are dealing with, though we can offer them all the supernatural impossibilities we like."

[7twistedwishes]

"Lets try discretion first. We should elaborate a point system, where revealing our true identities shoudl cause a huge penality... every game is more fun with simple but clear rules."

Specially since the Devil would love breaking said rules.

[mechanicalswans]

"I think we should just... sit at the bar, or a table by the wall, and if any stranger approaches us, he or she will be our target. See whether we can both target someone without scaring them off."

[7twistedwishes]

"I suppose that could work too. But people might see us as a couple and not approach for fear of interrupting?" Oh yes, there is that little detail.

[mechanicalswans]

"Liebchen," he says, "you would draw them in anyway, with your radiance. They will come by, I have no doubt of that."

[7twistedwishes]

"Flatterer." She laughs, taking his arm. "You like to spoil me, Weyland... why?"

[mechanicalswans]

"Because we are too much alike," he says with a grin. "Because I think we could bring out the very worst in each other, and against my better judgment I think it might be fun."