Half an hour
later, somewhere on cloud 8 ...
Hi Luce. Mind if I sit down?
Lucifer: What? ... Oh, no, of course not. Suit
Uriel: The view from your cloud is really awesome.
Especially on a starry night like this.
Lucifer: It won't work, Uriel.
Uriel: Of course it will, Luce.
Lucifer: Nothing went the way I planned it. Nothing.
Uriel: Maybe you're trying too hard. You've already
achieved so much ...
Lucifer: I really believed for a glorious moment
that I could make a change. Can you believe that? I must have seemed
like a right fool to all of you.
Uriel: You know what they say: Fools rush in, where
angels fear to tread. We all admire you for that. And as I've said,
you've achieved so much ...
Lucifer: You admire me? HA! Then you're a fool
Uriel: So be it, then. Sometimes, the wisest thing
to do is to let the fool decide.
Uriel: Look, you've achieved ...
Lucifer: Yes, what? What have I achieved? None
of my plans worked out so far. Checking out the Sanctuary failed,
our meetings keep getting cancelled, I've managed to piss off Gabe
for good, and now the Captain of Rod's army tells me he's known
about my ideas all along.
Uriel: You've achieved independence of mind.
Uriel: You've asked me what you've achieved. I'm
telling you, you've achieved independence of mind. You want change.
That IS already a change.
Lucifer: Well, I failed, so there. No more changes
Uriel: You know, I had a hard time finding your
Lucifer: What? What are you talking about?
Uriel: Your cloud. Usually it's the brightest one
up here, but tonight I could barely make it out.
Lucifer: Are you telling me I've lost my spark?
Uriel: Well, maybe Lucifer isn't such an appropriate
name for you anymore. How about Noctifer?
Lucifer: Are you kidding me? What the hell's the
matter with you?
Uriel: Nothing. I'm just trying to make conversation,
Lucifer: Stop calling me Noctifer, Rod dammit!
Uriel: Why, I like the name. It fits.
Lucifer: It doesn't! See? It doesn't!
Uriel: Wow, what a blaze! I love the way your curls
shine when you're angry, Luce.
Lucifer: Yeah, I think it's kinda cool myself.
But don't start tousling them, or I'll push you off my cloud.
Uriel: Hihi, that wouldn't be the worst tumble
I could take, seeing that we're right above the Angel and the Gambler.
Lucifer: Ts, yeah, you're right I guess.
Lucifer: Thanks, Ury.
Uriel: You're welcome.
So, what are you going to do about Gabe and Sariel?
Lucifer: Gabe won't be a problem, I hope. As long
as Raph is in, Gabe will hang around too. Sariel is another matter.
I just don't trust him. He knows better than to pick a fight with
Uriel: Well, we all do, don't we? That hasn't kept
us from plotting rebellion, has it?
Lucifer: Yes, but he's got so much to lose. He's
captain of the army, for fuck's sake!
Uriel: So? You're Rod's light-bearer, for fuck's
sake. And Gabe is his messenger, for fuck's sake. Isn't a rebellion
always started by the smartest and most daring people? Or have you
ever heard of a revolution led by some bloke next door?
Lucifer: I've never heard of a revolution being
started, period. As far as I know, ours will be the first one.
Uriel: Glad to hear that. So, what WILL you do
Lucifer: I'll put him to the test tomorrow evening.
Can you tell Raph on your way home? We'll have a meeting at sundown,
in the Rue Morgue, as usual.
Uriel: Ok, will do. I wanted to hop in at 22, Acacia
Heavenview anyway later.
Lucifer: I think I'll lie down now. Tomorrow morning's
gonna be stressy again. I hate Sundays.
Uriel: I think it's fun. Raph told me he bought
a new harp and apparently he's tuned it down somehow. I'm looking
forward to hearing that.
Lucifer: Yeah well, let's just hope he manages
to get up. See ya tomorrow.
Uriel: Yeah, see ya then, mate.