"Sure, they're up the same alley." More or less, he supposed. Lucifer looked at the guy, who may or may not be a hunter or a witch or whatever male witches were called these days. He smiled, because he couldn't resisted the temptation. "Do you have Rosemary's Baby? Always makes me nostalgic."
Because he could totally raise children properly. Well. Maybe not the best example of that.
"Rosemary's Baby? ... Right." The guy gave them a funny look before he turned away to fetch the requested VHS. Gadreel slowly looked at Lucifer. Seriously? Well... it was kind of funny but if they were hunters then this was likely a stupid move. Even so...
"Hail Satan." Gadreel quoted in amusement, half smiling before wondering off to look at the popcorn on offer. Well, they probably had a fun motel night ahead, why not get some snacks. He grabbed a few backs and threw them at Lucifer. "Caramel flavour. Sounds awful, can't wait to pair it with our movies."
Lucifer caught the popcorn bag and smirked, shrugging his shoulders. No regrets here, it was hilarious. He didn't really expect them to have Rosemary's Baby, given he suspected that this was largely a front. Which reminded him, as he lowered his voice to whisper to Gadreel. "Can you sense it? We aren't dealing with anyone actually good at their craft, are we?"
Not that it would matter much, unless they had to stand in town longer.
"It's not a great sign. This whole town is weird. There's a prophet in the school, it's quiet and too floral and there's a blockbuster video run by hunters." It seemed like a dodgy set up all around and he was waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under them. It had to happen eventually, didn't it? It seemed all too conveniently odd.
As the likely hunter returned, he set down the three video cassettes requested and then scanned them. "That's five dollars for two weeks." He eyed them suspiciously. "Can I take an address?"
"We're about to check in to the closest motel, hotel, b&b, whatever looks charming." Whatever this town even had, but Lucifer left that unsaid. Instead he reached for his wallet, after putting down the popcorn as well. "You got any recommendation for a place? Or for a restaurant, for that matter. Gad's a big guy, gets pretty hungry."
"There's a pizza hut that's pretty good. It delivers until eleven on week days." Because that was what he lived off. Gadreel raised his eyebrow and shot Lucifer a look, was that their best pizza place? Oh boy. This was going to be a long quest for the prophet.
"No Domino's pizza?"
"There's one but it's a longer commute. The Taco Bell is also near the Best Western." Just saying. "How long are you in town for?" Wait, no, better question. "And why?"
"Business. We are trying to see a deal go through, so it depends on how things develop. It's a charming town, I'm hoping we can stay a while at least." Mostly he was hoping by saying that, he'd somehow make the reverse happen. In all his years, no prophecy had ever been as reliable as Murphy's Law. Lucifer paid for their purchases and handed the bag to Gabreel. "We'll be back with the tapes. Can't wait to try out the pizza hut."
The guy gave them one more funny look before making a retreat and yeah, it kind of looked like he had a gun on him now but it wasn't worth provoking a mortal into a fight. He wouldn't last. Gadreel gathered up their stuff and nodded towards the door, hoping to just leave quietly. "School's out, let's go get ourselves a prophet."
Lucifer nodded his head as they approached the school, once more using his powers to try and sense the presence of the Prophet. Closer and closer by the second, which was good. He turned his head toward the school and narrowed his eyes, wetting his lips. And then he sighed. "Got him."
Definitely a him, from the looks of it. He leaned back against their car and watched the boy, wondering if he would come to them. He was the Prophet, he might have foreseen this. "Definitely a child."
"Wait, which one?" Gadreel looked through the swarm of children but none really pinged for him. A he? Well, that was only narrowing it down a little. He waited and watched for the sign of whoever was supposed to be his prophet when a boy came skipping in their direction. Skipping? Oh. God. Not this one. He already looked kind of a weird. He was wearing a sunhat and it wasn't even sunny.
"Hey." Well, how was he supposed to greet this child? A 'peace be unto you' seemed kind of overblown, so Lucifer just nodded his head a little. "What's your name?" Seemed like a good place to start. Oh, wait.
"I'm guessing you know who I am?" The Prophets tended to. It was nice that this one didn't appear to fear him, in spite of a Catholic school. He had had to work with far more scared Prophets before, always a chore.
"I'm Felix Fitzpatrick and you're Mr Satan. I drew you today." He pulled a sheet of paper from his colouring book and there, in all it's confusing childish glory, was his prediction for today. Gadreel and Lucifer. Lucifer was drawn in pink crayon with too much hair and little horns whereas Gadreel's head was bigger than his body but yep, that was them, leaning against a weirdly shaped car. Though the sky wasn't exactly orange. "I'm not allowed to talk to Satan. It's a sin."
"Pretty much anything is a sin, kid. That's not a reason not to do something."
"You can just call me Lucifer. Or Luc, if you'd rather." Tended to draw less suspicion in public, even Gadreel usually did it, unless he was deliberately saying his name to scold him. When it got especially bad, he called him Morningstar. Which, secretly, Lucifer thought was adorable. "You don't seem to care that much, given you're talking to me now. You know Gadreel and I need your help, Felix?"
"I'm not in school now so I don't have to do what they tell me." Felix wisely reasons as he held onto the straps of his bag and looked up at the two, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "I have to help you save the world from the bad thing. It's coming."
"The apocalypse?"
"Pocalips?" Felix squinted. That was a big word but it seemed about right so he nodded, all smart like and clever. "Yes, that one. It's a big pocalips and it's a bad one."
"End of the world. Yes, apocalypse. That's a bad one, given it's the only one." That he hoped to prevent. Wouldn't be the first time. However, last time he had worked with a much older Prophet, which had its upsides. "Where are you supposed to go now, Felix? You got a family?"
They'd have to figure that one out. "Do you have any more drawings that show the future?"
"I have a dad but you can't come with me there, he won't tolerate such nonsense." Felix repeated the same old catchphrase his father always yelled at him, rooting through his colouring book and holding out the next picture. It was a guy in a long black coat hanging around... maybe a church. Maybe not. "This guy but he was boring to draw so I stopped."
"Of course you did." Slowly, he turned and gave Lucifer a look. Well, this was going to be terrible in every way. "This is perfect."
"Okay, I gotta go." Felix waved at them both. "I can't be late."
"His dad sounds a lot like mine," Lucifer commented drily, while looking at the picture he had gotten. Hey, it was better than nothing. He studied it, then finally shrugged his shoulders. "We'll look into the boy. If we have to, we can get him from his father. Anyone can be tempted."
Might as well be hell's catchphrase. "Don't look so dour, Gadreel. You have to admit, he's more mature than the last one."
"That's not a tough bar." He watched the kid walk home and his peers push him a little as they ran by. He was clearly not a popular kid but he was also an odd one, it was clear to see just by knowing him for a moment. He looked away and levelled Lucifer a small frown. "Okay, we look into the kid, work out what to do and try to find this guy -- whoever he is."
He looked it over. "A purple man wearing a black squiggle with a giant head, tiny feet and what looks like a church or hell, what do I know? It could be the Pizza Hut." This was going to be fun.
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Because he could totally raise children properly. Well. Maybe not the best example of that.
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"Hail Satan." Gadreel quoted in amusement, half smiling before wondering off to look at the popcorn on offer. Well, they probably had a fun motel night ahead, why not get some snacks. He grabbed a few backs and threw them at Lucifer. "Caramel flavour. Sounds awful, can't wait to pair it with our movies."
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Not that it would matter much, unless they had to stand in town longer.
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As the likely hunter returned, he set down the three video cassettes requested and then scanned them. "That's five dollars for two weeks." He eyed them suspiciously. "Can I take an address?"
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"No Domino's pizza?"
"There's one but it's a longer commute. The Taco Bell is also near the Best Western." Just saying. "How long are you in town for?" Wait, no, better question. "And why?"
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The guy gave them one more funny look before making a retreat and yeah, it kind of looked like he had a gun on him now but it wasn't worth provoking a mortal into a fight. He wouldn't last. Gadreel gathered up their stuff and nodded towards the door, hoping to just leave quietly. "School's out, let's go get ourselves a prophet."
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Definitely a him, from the looks of it. He leaned back against their car and watched the boy, wondering if he would come to them. He was the Prophet, he might have foreseen this. "Definitely a child."
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"Hi." The boy waved at them both.
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"I'm guessing you know who I am?" The Prophets tended to. It was nice that this one didn't appear to fear him, in spite of a Catholic school. He had had to work with far more scared Prophets before, always a chore.
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"Pretty much anything is a sin, kid. That's not a reason not to do something."
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Cute name, at least.
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"The apocalypse?"
"Pocalips?" Felix squinted. That was a big word but it seemed about right so he nodded, all smart like and clever. "Yes, that one. It's a big pocalips and it's a bad one."
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They'd have to figure that one out. "Do you have any more drawings that show the future?"
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"Of course you did." Slowly, he turned and gave Lucifer a look. Well, this was going to be terrible in every way. "This is perfect."
"Okay, I gotta go." Felix waved at them both. "I can't be late."
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Might as well be hell's catchphrase. "Don't look so dour, Gadreel. You have to admit, he's more mature than the last one."
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He looked it over. "A purple man wearing a black squiggle with a giant head, tiny feet and what looks like a church or hell, what do I know? It could be the Pizza Hut." This was going to be fun.