poly_chromatic | [accidental video/optional action] let the organ-grinder go

[The feed opens onto... Raphael's bedroom, which at present has clothes and towels strewn around the floor. And, well, possibly a lab coat. And a nurse's cap.]

[There's a slim, pretty blonde only under half the covers, one arm lazily looped over a brunette's waist. Both are naked. The blonde shifts, starting to elbow the brunette in the ribs, mumbling softly--]

'S morning. Come on.

[There's a grumbling noise but not a lot of movement. Another shove.]

I have work in another--

[The brunette sits up grudgingly at the words, eyes widening as she stares at the other--]

[And then she starts screaming, prompting Raphael to offer up a rather annoyed, hateful look before glancing down... ]

[... and yanking the covers clear up to his neck as the arguing commences.]

--Shit, not a-- look, I'm not usually like this-- oh, damn it, just get dressed-- I'm sorry you didn't bring anything else to wear, no, I'll explain later--

[Or never at all, as the brunette, now at least wearing a bra and boyshorts, hurls a rather skimpy nurse's outfit in Raphael's direction, along with the cap for good measure, before snatching his lab coat and throwing it on. He's not protesting, either, fumbling to try and help her. She's long since off-camera by the time the clacking of her heels is heard, and the door slams. Raphael slumps back on the bed then, biting his lip, face-- surprisingly-- very red.]

[For a second he looks as though he might just curl back up under the covers, but then he sees the blinking red light of the device.]

... God.

[... Raphael raises a hand and the device's lens shatters a second before the feed goes black.]

(OOC: Sexswap. ... Backdated slightly to this morning. Raphael can best be found sulking in his room but will likely skulk around trying to buy clothes in the shops if you really want action there. Since he's only slightly short on clothes.)

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What have you ended up with for all your troubles? A hell that's full of outcasts and mistakes, people that think they're rebelling, that take pride in it when they're just trying to validate their own existences. You've traded one sham in for another.

But the alternative was created. However, I don't rule Hell, I don't want Heaven. I don't care.

There is the difference you won't believe in. Although you never even understood Lucifer to begin with.

The true rebellion wasn't the one which everyone saw.