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Character(s): Lucifer demonlordnomore; anyone who wants to come welcome him.
Content: A former Demon Lord arrives.
Setting: Vanaheim.
Time: Around noon or early afternoon.
Warnings: None, actually. He's tame right now.


His flight had been long and far, and finally, after miles and miles of ocean, he saw land. Only an island it was, but good enough; even demons liked to rest once in a while, even though they all but needed to. Upon approaching, he was able to give it a closer look; it looked rather odd with all those artificial spheres taking up much of the space, which was after all rather large, at least in human measurements - because human things tend to look rather small in a demon's or angel's eyes.
Ahh, an angel, now that was the right word, for he had come all this way looking for one. And find her, Alexiel, his Alexiel - or at least he liked to think of her as that, although fully aware that she might not agree - find her he would, above all other things. She had just vanished after it had been over, and he had missed her presence bitterly since then and yes, worried, for her state had been rather on the critical side shortly before they parted.
A tiny feeling pricked at him from beneath his conscience, and he shortly narrowed his eyes, then landed. Landed in front of one of the fringe spheres, where nearby there seemed to be an entrance, neatly framed by... fruit trees, of all things. Of course, he immediately thought of the irony, should Alexiel ever have stood in this place and looked upon that gate, but something told him that was not the case.
With secure, serene steps he closed in on the gate.

Upon getting nearer, the details became clear to him. Between the trees, there was a booth, to the side, and people were surrounding it, a great variety of them, in all shapes and colors. It seemed they wanted to get in there.

Then it hit him, with full force. Alexiel was here, her aura shining clear as day, and managing to warm up a little place deep within his center, where no one ever saw. Now the next few and rather quick steps toward that gate were entirely out of his control, and before he knew it, he stood in a queue. Having fully noted that, he knew that it was the right thing to do, since it certainly would help his goal. He wasn't exactly in the mood to cause a scene by destroying one of those squeres covering the island.

Warily, he eyed the people around him; they seemed to be human, mostly. Some looked quite... colorful, to say the least, and some looked entirely untrustworthy. Everyone seemed to be occupied with themselves, though. And then there was the clerk at the booth. A very young woman, quite pretty, with long, shiny blonde hair that was pulled up into a bun, pale blue eyes and an equally pale complexion. She radiated a gaiety that was somewhat shallow. Lucifer found himself scowling slightly.

And then it was his turn, finally - about time, he wanted to find Alexiel as fast as possible - and the woman greeted him with a smile that was a bit too broad and the words "Hello, Mister! Welcome to Paixao, is what this city is called, and I hope you'll feel well here! Here, you get a present too!" Somewhere on his forehead, a vein must have been standing out just a little bit. He was, however, quickly handed a more or less small, square object of a bland gray color that looked like, ah, what did humans call it? A notebook, a portable computer, just considerably smaller. One of Sakuya's friends had possessed a similar thing, he remembered. Not that it mattered.
He shot the woman an inquiring glare and was promptly explained: "Oh, this is an electronic journal, where you can write about your daily experiences here. It's quite popular! You can also participate in a message board and exchange private messages with other citizens as well as comment on their entries." His lips thinned.

Nonetheless, Lucifer Morningstar took the thing with him and entered the city.