Sixth Candelbram - Voice

[firstofthefallen]

What is strength to you, or what it is to be strong?

Alternatively, who is it that has right to rulership, or to command? Do you agree with the sentiment that those who are strong are superior and thus have greater rights than those who are weak?

And if that is the case: may the weak become strong?

Comments

[firstofthefallen]

Do the same with my "son", if he should appear as well.

[scentofmakai]

You can have him after I get my share of time with him. I think maybe after a week I could start letting him have some time alone.

[firstofthefallen]

Or if I find him first.

From what you've described of his behavior it wouldn't be hard should he appear.

[scentofmakai]

I've got a few advantages over you. Mostly that I know what he looks like and he knows what I look like.

[firstofthefallen]

I suppose you do.

However, I know what you look like. And your scent. And your sense.

If you were to be alone long enough I would simply deduct what was happening and teleport to you.

[scentofmakai]

You shouldn't do that. What if I've got him half-naked by then?

[This is a joke.

But only a little one.]

[firstofthefallen]

Then I suppose your more carnal urges will have to wait.

[No sense of humor in it. Not even a little one.

He doesn't really seem to care. He's just addressing the statement as if it were any other business he might take care of.]

[scentofmakai]

Teleporting in on people undressed is rude.

[firstofthefallen]

So is disobeying your king.

[That? Is a joke in Lucifer's mind.

He wonders if you'll get it.]

[scentofmakai]

And if he were here I'd probably have to make some allowances for letting him see his son.

[firstofthefallen]

I suppose you would have to.

As it stands it seems he will have to deal with just coming to see what you're doing when he desires, instead of trusting in you.

[scentofmakai]

You're going to waste a lot of time checking on me. There's everything else and there's Setsuna, so most of the time, you've got nothing to worry about.

[firstofthefallen]

I suppose I would waste time. Then again maybe not.

You seem to believe it would matter much to me to even check. I could be there and then gone before you even noticed.

[scentofmakai]

I'm pretty perceptive.

[firstofthefallen]

So you know I've been in the same terminal room as you twice during this conversation then?

[scentofmakai]

You're joking.

[Right...?]

Action

[firstofthefallen]

No.

[Guess who's standing behind you now, Zett.]

Action

[scentofmakai]

Oh. Dammit.

[He isn't even going to turn around.]

Action

[firstofthefallen]

[That's probably a good idea. He's just giving a low, soft laugh for a moment.

And then a pair of arms will wrap themselves around Zett's shoulders and neck. Not in a choking grasp, but gently. Affectionately, in an odd way. And they're not the arms of a boy but a woman.]

You are odd. As you said, I can sense you're a fraction of my statesman now, not kin. That's what had been throwing me off.

Yet. It makes me wonder something.

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[scentofmakai]

Wonder what?

[Zett doesn't know how to predict Lucifer. He has a pretty good idea of how his Lucifer would act, and sometimes this Lucifer will follow what he expects. And sometimes he won't, and the fact that it's not every time makes it throw him off all the more.]

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[firstofthefallen]

You said you are the last surviving fragment of Ba'al Zebub, correct?

And yet, you said it was not you, personally, who killed him, but my son. Is that correct?

Action

[scentofmakai]

Both of us working together, and his demons, and I can't tell you who exactly got the finishing blow. Could have been any of us.

Action

[firstofthefallen]

But it wasn't you personally, on your own. And if you could not overcome yourself as yourself, then what right do you have to the name?

Action

[scentofmakai]

I don't want that name. It isn't "mine" now and it isn't who I want to become. But it's where I come from - I have to at least acknowledge it.

Action

[firstofthefallen]

[That surprises Lucifer a tiny bit. To hear it phrased like that. After all, she was someone who gave up her own given name as well.

She pulls back a little further from Zett, more so he has no chance of seeing the smile, a small but genuine one, on her face.]

I see then.

Who do you want to become?