*Aapears at the foot of the throne of hell, looking for Adramelech*
*knocks on the steps*
@archfallen-ramiel-adramelech
So, we have a deal? I get your throne, you get a radar and some extra protection to get moloch and he is yours. You give him as collateral to find Lucifer? Come here, My Lord.
We do. *steps towards him, wings lightly stretching*
*catches his chin and guides him to get on his toes*
*does so, eager to get this over with*
*kisses him deeply to make sure the deal takes, and it does. The current throne of hell crumbles and hell becomes brighter, lively, and full as a new throne emerges*
*feels the change, his body shaking through the power transfer *
*he snarls lightly against his lips as something starts to tug on Adram, the radar as Aaron called it*
*he growls deeply in hos chest as he feels this, it taking over his senses*
*Slowly leans back from the kiss, his halo white now instead of the dim gold that it was*
Maybe take backup... your son perhaps.
...Maybe... *eyes him, looking a little strange from the change*
*tilts his head, eyes narrowed* You alright?
*takes a deep breath and gets it together*
Im fine. Ill get Moloch. Make sure Hell doesn't cave in.
You know im still your host, yeah? You dont feel fine.
Yeah, and youre lucky I dont wear you to find him.
This is just different, thats all. Not used to it.
I would love to go with you, keep you safe, but I know someone has to stay here.
Im not worried about being safe. *mutters to himself* Astaroth should stay here...
Why arent you worried? They got you too just recently? Im not saying you arent capable.... your son went for you.
Im a little more worried about Hell right now. Just--- *looks angry, feathers bristling* I can't stay here playing therapist with you.
Ive got hell. Take Astor with yoy. Ill even put some protections on him too.
*yells out* Astoroth!!!
*he appears*
Youre coming topside with me.
*he smirks and waves at Astor a little, adding the bit of protection he promised*
*Astaroth looks between them, a little confused*
Ill explain later. *he grabs his arm and both disappear*
*Aaron grins and steps up the stairs to the throne and runs his hand along it, hell shuddering*










