Introducing the Doctor.

[ich_bin_faust]

*He swaggers in, looking a little too opulent in a black velvet doublet with scarlet pleats and gilt buttons. Yet there remains a certain scholarly sobriety about his bearing, almost an irony in the particular nature of his haughtiness, which seems rather that of scientists than of aristocrats

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[prinzzofhell]

*here's a demon, then, and should you be using a bit of Marlowe, he will certainly look familiar-- the Prince of Hell often does*

*with a smirk* Thou hazzzt no fear of Hell?

[ich_bin_faust]

*Yes, he does seem to remember Beelzebub and Lucifer parading the Seven Deadly Sins for him, many years ago. A most entertaining and instructive meeting, as Faust recalls it.*

Nay. Having no thought for God or Heaven, as I have promised thee that I have not, how should I fear Devil or Hell? At any rate, it is too late now for fear to serve any purpose: the pact is signed. I am already in thy clutches.

*He seems... oddly proud about this*

[prinzzofhell]

*funny-- Beelzebub recllas it as being quite entertaining as well*

Yezzz. *little laugh* Yezzz, indeed thou art. *slight pause, though what it means isn't obvious* Mephizztophelezzz shall see to thee.

[ich_bin_faust]

He is here, then? *as usual, Faust fails to take Mephistopheles as seriously as he ought to, and so isn't terribly worried* That is well: there is much that I still desire of him, and which he still owes me, by our pact.

[prinzzofhell]

Yezzz. Yezzz, he izzz. We are everywhere. *there's a grin somewhere in here* Of courzzz. Thy pact.