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Hey. I'm just checking in on you. After, you know.

[Waverly has had a bit of cider. After time being out of sorts and disoriented from her ghost adventures, the warm bubbly feelings from the cider are a welcome change of pace. She knows that the feelings aren't real and she'll probably crash hard when it's over but for now she's enjoying the fluffy cloud of light she's currently floating on.

Which is why when she spots Diana in the crowd, she darts to her side with a bright smile.]

Diana! There you are.

[ James hasn't gone AU yet and is making his Santa rounds. ]

Sssooo, Christmas is quickly approaching and I was wondering what you'd want?

[There's so much to do still, and none of it is helped by the flashes of... Whatever else. Lucifer's been incredibly cagey about the phenomenon, but it's getting worse. Is this something to do with the plagues? Something left over from the "divine punishment"? As always, there are too many questions and nobody willing to give a straight answer.

It's this that Fitz ponders as he crosses paths with Diana, who's gone so bright that it makes him shrink back to give her more space in the hall.]

Whatever's happening to you is getting worse.

[That counts as a greeting, he hopes.]

To Whom It May Concern,

It has been years now since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twenty-four months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.

I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.

A mound of enchanted clay. Whatever she sculpts with it will possess animal-level cognition. Anything she makes will need to consume a Hell diet to remain alive, so flesh and tentacles, but might also become fiercely protective of her.

A picture of her and Steve Trevor together from the war

Two vouchers to get out of torture. They may be transferred to another party.

Yours,
Lucifer

text ☆ private ☆ un: cervantes

action | september tdm

private video ☆ un: cervantes (dated first week of event)

during the restoration

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