Act 1, Scene 1: Marigold Foxglove Nuestra Señora de la Santa Muerte aka Marigold Santa Muerte aka __

[opening_act]

[ A notification on your phone goes off, letting you know the purchase of your meeting with Exael has gone through.

There is an attachment. Where are you, when you open it? ]

Comments

[artificialinelegance]

Then who?

[opening_act]

I wonder!

[artificialinelegance]

Unhelpful!

Oh, hey. I meant t'ask, are you like okay? It sounded like I caught you at a bad time.

[opening_act]

I'm healing.

[artificialinelegance]

Yeah? Took a thump that bad?

[ dont poorly hit on the host dont poorly hit on the host dont poorly hit on the host dont ]

It hurt when you fell from heaven?

[opening_act]

Yeah, lots. Do you wanna see the marks?

[ hit on the host, the host flirts back ]

[artificialinelegance]

Well, if you're offering...

[opening_act]

Uwaaah.

[ Starts unbuttoning the high collar of her double-breasted coat, turning around ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ wow she didn't expect anything to actually come of this

she's just bracing for regret when this turns out to be something horrifying actually ]

[opening_act]

[ she drops the coat to the ground. Her skin is a sort of see-through luminescent in places, perhaps bruised. There are gashes— no, gaps— in her back. her flesh is shot through with light, but within the gaps are eyes, golden and undulating. ]

[artificialinelegance]

[ holy shit ]

Holy shit.

Wait, hold up. Are you actually an angel?

[opening_act]

Tee hee~

[ she looks over her shoulder to wink ]

[artificialinelegance]

Well, fuck.

You're legit pretty as fuck, btdubs.

[opening_act]

Thanks!

[ and bending down to retrieve her jacket and button it back up ]

1/4

[artificialinelegance]

I guess it makes sense, Exael totally sounds like an angel name what with the -ael shit goin'...on...

2/4

[artificialinelegance]

[ wait

hold on. angels. she's an angel. there was all that angel/demon shit in the house. azzy is obviously a nickname. is it azazel? azrael? that's already a team, so probably not. asbel?

weird dreamscape, mysterious kidnapping from home, heavy symbolism, hard moral choices, all this performative bullshit, like half of those fucking ghosts, the temptation of a wish vs. going home, the permanent enfuckening of people who choose the wish -- ]

3/4

[artificialinelegance]

[ yeah she's just gonna start counting on her fingers. for some reason ]

4/4

[artificialinelegance]

[ and then she looks back up at Exael -- ]

Aw, shit! This is some bullshit ass test of faith garbage, ain't it?!

[opening_act]

You're not supposed to figure it out before I give the hint.

[artificialinelegance]

God can take His stupid ass hints an' eat a dick, I know some fucked up ass biblical torture porn when I see it!

[opening_act]

Okay, then I won't give you it.

[artificialinelegance]

No give me it. I want to know things.

[opening_act]

But you already figured out the answer.

[artificialinelegance]

Exiiiii. I thought we was friends.

[opening_act]

That's moving a little fast, isn't it?