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[outsidewindows]

[This is Lucifer's PCD. The angel is whistling something ("Home Again"?)

He passes graves with Enochian symbols on them--some of them, however, are in human languages. Like the faded one with Rhode's name on it.]

I wonder what the graves are filled with, if not the bodies? Especially since, let's be honest, no one would bury any of my siblings.

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angel radio; because raphael is a sadomasochist

[expunger]

Ash.

Angel Radio HMM I WONDER WHERE SHE GETS IT FROM

[abrotherlikeyou]

Don't be macabre, brother, these graves are empty. Anthriel's ashes were scattered centuries ago.

This is all just a cheap trick to make us regret our lives.

Angel Radio SHUT UP it's your fault using radio hurts ;_;

[expunger]

They are filled with ash. I have seen it.

Angel Radio STOP FISTING LUCIFER OK THEN IT WON'T HURT

[abrotherlikeyou]

[She dug them up. Well, he can't be surprised. At least now he doesn't have to.]

Then it's not the ash of our brothers.

Angel Radio YOU WERE VIOLATING OUR LITTLE BROTHER :|

[expunger]

It felt much the same.

Angel Radio WE WERE JUST PLAYING.

[abrotherlikeyou]

Of course. If it didn't, it wouldn't be believable, and if you don't buy into it how can they torture you?

Don't believe it.

Angel Radio YEAH SURE OKAY.

[expunger]

You would know about it.

Angel Radio

[abrotherlikeyou]

I do know about it. That's why you should listen to me.

Angel Radio

[expunger]

I know what is not real. I am no fool.

Angel Radio -- OFFLINE

[abrotherlikeyou]

Good.

[He spies a shape in the fog, legs tucked underneath as it doesn't quite touch the tombstone behind it. He doesn't need to ask who it is, as he nearly stumbles into a crater where Michael's grave had been.]

Did you find yours?

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[She takes a moment to answer the figure in the fog, thumb running habitually over smooth marble.]

It is on the other side. The mausoleum as well, and Gabriel's.

[The four of them ring this singular place.]

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[abrotherlikeyou]

[If Lucifer hadn't guessed before, the layout tells him who this grave is for. He looks up through the fog, trying to see a face. He can't help himself, even with Raphael here to see it.]

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[expunger]

[Raphael's face is turned away, eyes humbly at the ground. The face on the enormous statue, the figure seated in its marble throne at the top of the magnificent stone steps that could only belong to an emperor or a god- the face seems to always be turned away, averted in disappointment or disinterest. Raphael is seated on the lowest level of marble, the bottom step that is the most she is worthy of approaching.]

Approach, Lucifer, if you wish to see.

[Close up, the fog clears at least enough to see the tomb. And the marble inscription, complete with dates in Enochian that she won't dare read. They hurt her eyes to look at. The vision hasn't come back yet, the vision that's more of a voice, a feeling, and a memory than an actual hallucination standing before them. For now it's only them.]

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[abrotherlikeyou]

[He isn't sure that he wants to. This isn't God, after all, and anything holy hurts. But it doesn't seem to be causing Raphael undue pain, and he reminds himself this is just a trick.

He steps closer and gives the statue a sneer, especially when he can't view its face.]

What is this really, Raphael?

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[expunger]

[The pain is well hidden. Of course Lucifer feels nothing; he hasn't seen yet. At his question she looks up at him very sharply.]

You know what it is.

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[abrotherlikeyou]

I mean why are you still here?