video;

[indecent_butterfly]

[Ne's not going to hold out any hope at all, but it is one of those weekends it seems and so something should be said.]

The wards on the castle have not been changed of late. [Invitation enough for those the words would be directed toward. If ne believed it possible.]

Even if so many other things have.

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[indecent_butterfly]

He is the king and we are his court. All rule one level of hell under him and each is charged with one of the deadly sins--Ones own is Pride.

[Ne's bored and trying not to long for nir missing lord.]

Not to Ones knowledge. But neither side is likely to make the other out in good light.

[saturniapavonia]

Man. I would have thought that Hell would sort of be more free wheeling. That's pretty organized.

[Shows what he knows. You're too, too kind, Hatter. Really. Roman is tickled to be humored so much. Usually he's told to fuck off by now.]

Everybody's the bad guy. That sounds right.

[indecent_butterfly]

To keep seven egos in line it would need to be would it not?

And more than likely. It is up to the listener to decide for themselves who is telling true or false.

[saturniapavonia]

You have a point there. He must be doing something right if it is still up and running.

[No apocalypse in sight he assumes. For some reason though a snake eating its tail comes to mind. Roman shakes it off.]

Or just whatever.

[In the way a teenage boy would.]

So do I call you Pride Satan? That sounds metal.

[indecent_butterfly]

[Ne won't mention that he's been missing for a good while now and ne's virtually in charge since the others are all egotistical idiots. And the apocalypse is kind of happening at the moment back home...]

One is called Mad Hatter. [There's a brief pause.] There is no Alice.

And whom does One have the pleasure of speaking with?

[saturniapavonia]

[Might be better that way. The pestering questions would keep on rolling.]

Mad Hatter. I can see that.

[There is a hat. And living in a castle, talking about hell and Satan. Yep.]/small>

Roman. Roman Godfrey.

[indecent_butterfly]

It is a pleasure Mr. Godfrey. One does hope you enjoy your visit in the City; although, you may wish to stay out of the Underground.

And if you'd like, One could always give you a tour of the castle as well. [Another quick pause...]

You're not a vampire are you? [Asked as if it was a perfectly normal everyday question.]

[saturniapavonia]

Yeah. It's pretty fun. They don't card me. I'm gonna see how long that lasts.

[If only he were joking. X(]

A tour? Sure. I don't get to see real castles much.

[Unless it's Castle Godfrey, the decaying, abandoned steel mill hidden in the forest of Hemlock Grove.]

Am I a what? [It catches him off guard. But this is a person who's Satan and calls himself Mad Hatter. Roman doesn't know. That's not the name he puts on the hole in him that seems to get bigger and deeper.] No.

[indecent_butterfly]

There are no true laws here other than what some try to impose, so there is no reason for you to be carded.

A precaution as the goats on the property are very fond of vampire meat. They have no issue with any other supernatural beings.

[And there will be an address and map sent to him with directions.]

Come by anytime.

[saturniapavonia]

I think I could get used to this.

[Being a visitor is always nicer than staying.]

Some goats.

[Roman really, really believes he's not remarkable. Just another rich asshole.]

Thanks. You don't mind if I stay the night? I don't have anywhere to go.

[Unless some hotel takes plastic.]

[indecent_butterfly]

They were another gift, but from the Lokis [yes more than one] since they did not wish to destroy them after the creation.

And you are quite welcome to. [As long as he doesn't mind the flirty devil. Ne has a reputation to uphold after all. Although ne may not be in the mood once nir visit with Lucifer is done.]