Not quite sympathy for the devil, but definitely an apology for one.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Who: has_a_phd_in_teddybear and the_rebel_son
Summary? Dean had been caught up in the hustle of the Nexus, but Lucifer never quite left his mind. He's been helping a couple of new peopl, been hunting, and he's as ready as he's ever going to get. Now? It's the hard part.
Warnings: Shouldn't be any? Maybe a language one just in case? Possible mentions of violence in conversation but no one actually swinging fists.



Dean stood a little ways out, where he could see the entrance of the villa, contemplating whether he was really ready for this or not. He'd had Ben teach him the rules of hunting, and tried to keep that fine balance of 'not so much as to keep the mark well-fed' but also 'not as little as to hit vomiting blood' levels. enough that he was keeping his fine thread of sanity in check as he could. Honestly, having Zack as a roomie helped with that a lot, it was keeping him focused on doing things and keeping his mind off other things.

It had also helped him put off coming here, but he couldn't avoid it forever. Especially with not knowing exactly what Balthazar may or may not have told his fiance about... well, everything. And honestly? He did owe the guy an explanation. Everyone who had mentioned him, basically, had sung the guy's praises and Dean... well, he'd never been one to step away from admitting when he was wrong, even if it took him a while to get there.

Even in person. Especially in person.

He runs a worried tongue over his lips, biting at them a little, before shaking his head a bit. Let it go, Dumbass. He knew why this was harder than it should be, though. And that was going to come in with the explaining. It didn't help he was feeling more than a little bit naked, not risking bringing a weapon - although he knew it wouldn't do shit, he couldn't risk things going sideways and that was asking for trouble. He takes a breath, taking a moment to push mentally though the current live wire of anxiety that was firing on all pistons, and pull up his usual confident demeanour, though also not pushing too far into the 'cocky asshole' reading side of it.

Fake it 'til you make it, Frank? You were so full of shit. and yet? That was how Dean functioned anyway. Probably before Frank, when he thinks about it, he's just far more practised at it now. With that thought in mind, he strolls towards the Villa and knocks on the door (maybe a little louder than strictly necessary, but he's not sure how hard to be heard) and waits to get some attention.

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[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

...Dean's counting that as your next question. Just so you know. A hard look crosses his face. "Well, would have thought sipping Mai Thai's in Bali covered it. Obviously, most of what I know is through Cas and what I've heard the others speak about. Mostly Cas, to be honest. Although, we did get some face time with Joshua, who he left a message with in heaven." He pushes a hand though his hair in frustration. "Cas had been tearing up who knows where - although I helped when and where he needed me to - looking for his deadbeat of a dad, and He basically leaves a voice mail for him that I had to pick up for him. Just said to back off, patted himself on the back because he'd done less than the bare minimum to help but it was more than he'd done in a while. Deadbeat dad with more excuses." He shrugs. "Pathetic is one word, I guess. I prefer asshole."

He has to smile a little bit at the snarky humour. "Ain't will like free will, that's for sure. Kicker when His greatest gift is the greatest thing to bite him in the ass. I can appreciate that." He's gonna go straight in for a question that popped up earlier, especially as running in tandem with things said at earlier meetings with a few people. Including Lucifer himself. "So, you're more chill with people, by what I'm gathering. So you apocalypse, no apocalypse or did you get Donald Ducked?"

[the_rebel_son]

"I am not surprised to hear this is true of your God. After speaking to several, the tread of my God only continues." Lucifer sighed heavily because it would have been nice to see a God somewhere that was a little better than an asshole.

"I did not have freewill when I rebelled." Lucifer mentions. "You can, occasionally, harm the obedient and chained so grievously that they break all bonds, create freewill for themselves."

The question causes Lucifer to sigh and look down, troubled and pained, but he forces himself to regain posture and look to Dean. "We have had an apocalypse that God brought upon the Earth. My kind went to their aid and saved many but there are still many to recover." Lucifer sighs. "In my world, God sent his armies upon the Earth to slaughter the pagan gods so he might be supreme. People suffered but many of the pagan gods now live in our ranks."

Lucifer wished there was a draught for his mind like those humans had, something to help him forget. "God, has a heavy handed and ruthless grasp on our Earth, one of the reasons I wish to tear him from his throne. In my Universe Earth is not the only planet of beings to which God has under his fist. There have been other apocalypses on other worlds and other species' deities in our ranks."