Dec. 13th, 2023 09:22 am

[open post - if you dare!]

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What looks like a speck of black dust on the floor of the mansion starts growing, widening, until there's a large pool of darkness on the ground. It bubbles and roils, as thick and glistening as oil. A low wailing that sounds like a thousand lost souls crying out comes from it -- and a figure slowly climbs its way out of the darkness. The smell of sulphur permeates its way through the room. It's all very stereotypical. A little predictable, some would say.

Hastur, a Duke of Hell, stands in the middle of the room. He is tall, dark, definitely not handsome -- and definitely not a sight for sore eyes. If one had sore eyes and looked at him, one would instead want to use one's own fingers to tear one's own eyes out of the sockets rather than continue looking at him. He's distinctly quite maggoty until he pulls his form together more, at which point he's only mildly maggoty. Mildly maggoty and pissed.

He knows he's here. He can smell him here, the unique scent of gloomy fall evenings, leather jackets, gasoline, and something very... ophidian. After that whole ordeal with the Apocalypse, the stupid demon, the upstart, the fool, the-- flash bastard1 just up and left, saddling Hastur with all of his paperwork! Car parked on the street, abandoned. That was the kicker. The real head-scratcher. Why would Crowley abandon his car? The only explanation is that he's out there getting into some sort of trouble he shouldn't be... Disobeying the Lord and Master's orders, surely.2

"CROWLEY!" He suddenly yells, turning in a small circle. There's no response.

"Crawly," he says, quieter and more sinister. He walks to the door of the room, peering down the hallway. "I know you're here. I know you've abandoned your position. We aren't happy with you. He isn't happy with you. You're in big trouble... and you know what that means. We've done this before and I'm still BLOODY PISSED from last time. I've been sent to fetch you and the sooner you see me, the sooner you come to me... the fewer repercussions you'll have to face." The unhappy smile on his face says otherwise.

Hastur, Duke of Hell, is angry and on the hunt for a particular demon. Apologies to anyone who gets in his way.

1Hastur's insults typically lack swear words, despite being a demon, because (due to being a demon) he is quite uncreative.
2 The concepts of trouble and disobedience are lauded in Hell in thought but not the practice-- and especially not against Hell.
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Date: 2023-12-15 03:46 pm (UTC)

sporesprouter: (Default)
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"All right, fine." She starts off, navigating through the mansion. "It's this way. There's kind of a dark staircase on the way, though, so watch your step when we get there so you don't trip." A pause. "I really don't think he's there, though."
Date: 2023-12-15 03:48 pm (UTC)

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Hastur pauses for a moment. Another demon banished from Heaven. The interloper doesn't look like any demon that he's ever seen. It's a very long moment because it takes him a while to wrap his mind around this.

"I am Hastur, Duke of Hell," he finally says, imperiously. "My quarrel is with this angel, not you."
Date: 2023-12-15 03:52 pm (UTC)

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"He is to be punished," Hastur says, rather nastily. Well, he doesn't know for sure. The Prince of Darkness, Father of Lies, Ruler of Hell, etc etc has his own agenda and first there would need to be proof that Crowley had done something wrong (or rather, Right)-- but Hastur hopes that he'll be punished.
Date: 2023-12-15 03:54 pm (UTC)

protagonisthalo: (hmph.)
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Luo Binghe frowns in suspicion. "When you say 'Hell,' are you speaking of the domain of Lord Satan?"
Date: 2023-12-15 04:05 pm (UTC)

thedukeofhell: (Default)
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Hastur lets out a growl of frustration at this. "Out of my way, human."
Date: 2023-12-15 04:05 pm (UTC)

sagramore: (Default)
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"Your pardon, your pardon. You're new, aren't you?"
Date: 2023-12-15 05:49 pm (UTC)

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Oh, is this going to be one of those confrontations where everyone talks for a while first? All right. Aziraphale wonders if he ought to conjure up a drink.
Date: 2023-12-15 06:07 pm (UTC)

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Hastur attempts to look as threatening as possible as she leads the way; perhaps Crowley will see them as they walk through the mansion and-- he realizes he's not sure what that blasted demon would do. "How do you know Crowley, anyway?"
Date: 2023-12-15 06:10 pm (UTC)

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"I've met most of the people here. He's a little odd, but he's... mostly all right." She winds her way down a few hallways and gets to the aforementioned darkened stairs.
Date: 2023-12-15 06:12 pm (UTC)

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"Lord Satan is my Supreme Ruler and Master," Hastur says, proudly. "All Hail Satan."
Date: 2023-12-15 06:22 pm (UTC)

protagonisthalo: (you fool......)
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Now it's all clear. Crowley told Luo Binghe that Aziraphale was a heavenly being, someone he has known since before he was even banished from the heavens, and therefore important to him. This must be another of the Heavenly Demons that lives isolated within the Endless Abyss, in Lord Satan's lonely kingdom, and he must be an enemy of Crowley's.1 Well, Luo Binghe may be only half-demon, but he won't back down. "Then listen closely. I am the true Emperor of demons, and one day I will defeat Satan and take his lands for my own. But until then, I will defend Crowley and those dear to him." He gestures, in case it's not clear that he means Aziraphale. Then he cups his hands in front of him, and blasts Hastur with pure qi in the form of black flame.

1If Hastur is a Heavenly Demon, he would count as Binghe's family too, but he hasn't acknowledged Binghe as such the way Crowley has.
Date: 2023-12-15 06:28 pm (UTC)

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Crowley and those dear to him. Aziraphale hides a little smile behind one hand, but then finds it necessary to use that hand to give Luo Binghe a little round of applause as his attack launches at Hastur. "Well done," he says encouragingly.
Date: 2023-12-15 08:58 pm (UTC)

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It’s a lovely day (Claudius thinks) to be threatened by what was once your worst fear in life. And useful as it is to be on the ground and beneath notice, that’s his real heart thundering in his ears, louder now that he can’t cover it up with talking. He knows he talked a little more than he needed to — if he left a silence, he wouldn’t be able to start again.

But that’s fine. The interference is over with. He isn’t as afraid for himself as he is for Crowley, Crowley who’s been through the tortures of Hell before, Crowley who’s just started to feel what it’s like to be free. Even so — even if the next step wasn’t to find a less frail human — he’s longing to see Galahad, the way he did in the greenhouse with undead crowding the doors. So he pushes himself off of the floor, straightens out his jacket, and goes on a search of his own.
Date: 2023-12-16 12:18 am (UTC)

thedukeofhell: (Default)
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He looks down the stairs. "Down there," he says, suspiciously.
Date: 2023-12-16 12:19 am (UTC)

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"No, I'm here to find someone," Hastur says irritatedly. An evil as ancient as he is doesn't get called new. "Crowley. The demon. Do you know where to find him?"
Date: 2023-12-16 12:20 am (UTC)

sporesprouter: (walking)
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"I told you I don't think he's here. It's the door to the right in the room at the bottom of the stairs. I can go first if you want."
Date: 2023-12-16 12:26 am (UTC)

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Luckily1, Hastur's reflexes are fairly fast, and the minute the attack starts he splits into two squirming piles of maggots before reconstituting as a quite irritated Hastur. "Why'd you do that?" He asks, crossly. "I liked this jacket." It doesn't look much different from how his jacket originally looked except slightly greasier, perhaps.

1?
Date: 2023-12-16 12:38 am (UTC)

sagramore: (Default)
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"Ah, Crowley. Well, he comes and goes, but I have some ideas. If you don't mind, I can show you around."
Date: 2023-12-16 12:51 am (UTC)

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Hastur's been provoked by a human, threatened by an angel, and attacked by another demon today -- so excuse him if he's slightly impatient. He doesn't think Crowley is actually down where she says he might be but... humans tend to lie to protect those that they like. Is that what he's been doing in this place? Becoming likeable?

He shoves her aside impatiently and storms down the stairs, making a right and heading down that hallway. The door slams shut behind him. He's trapped in a closet.
Date: 2023-12-16 12:55 am (UTC)

sporesprouter: (smile)
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Tress is very much not one to gloat. And she did tell him repeatedly that Crowley was almost certainly not where she was leading him, because she's also not one to lie.

But she can definitely be careful when being careful is required, so she immediately turns and gets as far away as she can as quickly as she can without saying another word to Hastur.
Date: 2023-12-16 01:22 am (UTC)

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"Make it snappy," Hastur says, clearly impatient. He ran out of patience a while back but he can sense he's running out of time now.
Date: 2023-12-16 01:27 am (UTC)

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"Of course. He's got several demonic projects going, actually, you might be pleased. Does that sort of thing please you?" He heads off in a direction.
Date: 2023-12-16 01:29 am (UTC)

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Crowley could sense that Hastur was present from the moment he arrived. It's that feeling you get when you're walking past a clogged drain on a dreary, rainy day (the type of rainy day when you have to go somewhere and it's just too rainy to be atmospheric) and there's something stuck to the bottom of your shoe and you're not sure if it's a wet leaf or wet dog poop-- and you look over and see the slow spiral of muck that's trying to go down the drain and see some indeterminate object that makes you gag just slightly... yeah, that feeling. He's been avoiding him.

So clearly, a couple of hours later, he rounds a corner and runs smack dab into him. "Oh. Hey," he says, eloquently.
Date: 2023-12-16 01:34 am (UTC)

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Hastur considers the strangeness of the situation; a human asking him how he feels about demonic projects? "That depends," he allows.
Date: 2023-12-16 01:38 am (UTC)

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Hastur looks entirely too pleased. After being provoked by a human, threatened by an angel, attacked by another demon, misled by multiple other humans-- here, at long last, is the demon he's looking for. "Ah. Crawly," he says. "I was looking for you. You're in trouble -- and not the good kind."
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