Room 616 - Revelations?

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil is on the couch, half-brooding, or lounging, or... who knows? Waiting for a guest, maybe.

She is not moving, not bothering with pretending breath or much of mortal seeming. It is a strange night, and far from over.

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[mechanicalswans]

There is a knock at the door. Weyland, still in his uniform, carrying a box with an offering.

[7twistedwishes]

"Come in." She knows who is at the door.

Of course.

[mechanicalswans]

He steps in, closing the door behind him.

"That girl from the bar sends her apologies, and these," he says, nodding to the box. "She seems sincere enough."

[7twistedwishes]

"Oh?" She has no energy to care.

Or to pretend she does. "How nice of her." Or even to put sarcasm on her voice, it sounds bland and empty.