Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

You feel as if you've stepped through a door.

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oops only the dialogue was supposed to be bolded...

[powersthatare]

I AM THE LORD OF MATERIAL POWER. I AM ZIE WHO DOES NOT SERVE. THE ETERNAL REBEL, THE HEDONIST, THE SCAPEGOAT. I AM CALLED MALBOLGE, AND I AM THE DEVIL.

[rooktakesknight]

"... Okay, Mally-boy," he begins, going for levity because he'd rather not go down the route of the God-fearing man potentially in the presence of the actual Devil himself. "That's all very nice, but why am I here? Not that it isn't all charming in here, especially with the mood lighting you've got going on-" A hand waved to the blue flames. "-but I've got places to be."

[powersthatare]

YOU WILL GO WHERE I SEND YOU.

[rooktakesknight]

Ignoring the hairs beginning to stand at his nape, Jacob crosses his arms, cocking a brow up and staring at the Devil.

"I don't take orders from you, mate."

[powersthatare]

DEFIANCE. GOOD.

[rooktakesknight]

... Well, at least that lets Jacob know this isn't a Templar.

"That's nice, now, I think we're done here, not that this conversation wasn't just riveting," he says flippantly. "Where's the door?"

[powersthatare]

YOU HAVE NO QUESTIONS ABOUT WHERE THE DOOR WILL LEAD YOU?

[rooktakesknight]

"Where's the fun in that?" he jokes. "Besides, short of falling into a pit of molten lava or directly under an oncoming train, I think I can keep myself alive."

He cocks his head, giving the Devil a pointed look. "Unless you want to be a good chap and let me go home, Mally?"

[powersthatare]

NOT NOW. PERHAPS NOT EVER.

[rooktakesknight]

Hazel eyes narrow, and Jacob crosses his arms. "You can't keep me here, Mally."

[powersthatare]

THERE IS NO HERE.

[rooktakesknight]

"That's a load of crock, and there's a there for me to be if there's no here," Jacob argues, brow dropping in a scowl. "You've had your fun, now let me go."

[powersthatare]

THEN GO IF YOU WISH. BE ABOUT MY BUSINESS.

There is, now, a door - a brass elevator grille set into one wall, too shadowy on the other side to make out any details.

[rooktakesknight]

Jacob pauses, staring hard at the Devil. "What do you mean 'your business'? I don't work for you, Mally."

[powersthatare]

YOUR OBEDIENCE SERVES ME. YOUR DEFIANCE FEEDS ME. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, YOUR WORK BENEFITS ME.