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Marie Aldaine ([personal profile] to_the_wolves) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings 2018-11-04 01:44 am (UTC)

"That's true. Then again, I've never been, so my perception of hell is much different than what you've experienced."

That handshake, much more powerful than she imagined from such a thin demon, but he's joyful enough. At least his attitude isn't full of cold tones, something else she's expected from other demons. Ruthless, heartless behaviors. "Wait, hell gets full? I figured it would be a never-ending realm of torture and mayhem." Sinners. If that comment doesn't shake her to the core, then what will? "Sounds terrible...Maybe the Nexus came to you for a reason. Freedom of sorts."

Thankfully, the walking ends, as she stops in front of a small brick building. The exterior looks like some sort of trinket store, but there's a small set of stairs leading into the basement levels, where a wooden door sits. There's a small keypad on the wall, which she quickly types a few numbers into, before the door clicks open. It seems like a club instead of a restaurant, based on the initial security.

She opens the door, allowing her company entry first, greeted by a red carpet and purple-soaked walls. The hallway opens up into a large room which seems decadent in decor. No one seems to be there to greet them, almsot certainly indicating some form of open seating. The few patrons in this place seem mysterious in nature, mostly non-humans ranging from vampires to sentient monsters. Exactly why would she bring him here if clearly humans are not the norm? A slip in judgement or a test of the waters.

She'll allow Alastor to select their seating arrangement for now.

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