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[Ever wonder what the Devil's feeling? If you choose to believe the event, he's feeling...
like a softly glowing cloud, plucked from a midsummer sunset and squished down to fit into that odd bubble floating over his head.
As for what he's doing? He's digging a hole. A suspicious hole, just big enough for a coffin.]
like a softly glowing cloud, plucked from a midsummer sunset and squished down to fit into that odd bubble floating over his head.
As for what he's doing? He's digging a hole. A suspicious hole, just big enough for a coffin.]
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Who are you going to bury?
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Oh, it depends.
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[He doesn't sound scared. If Lucifer wanted him dead, he would already have killed him.]
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[He's the father of lies and origin of sins, but for today at least, murder isn't on the agenda.]
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Who made you angry?
[It's not like Fran could do anything if Lucifer wanted to kill him anyway.]
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You're all a bunch of rats in a wall here. Nothing to get upset over.
You know, sometimes death is good for something besides revenge.
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That's true. If you don't like someone. Or they're in your way. Or maybe if they want to die. Then I guess death would be good.
[He peers at Satan's bubble. Strange. The devil feels like sunsets. How corny.]
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[He gives Fran a brief, amused look. Funny how that bubble never changes; it's like a painting, or something frozen in place.]
I forgot how pragmatic you are. Glad to see you haven't lost that.
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[Fran's still staring at the bubble, maybe even mesmerized. His own bubble has the exact same expression.]
Why would I lose it?
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