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ObMod: Deja Vu 23

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  • Em Parker: Okay... I'll bite. Where the hell did you just take us?
  • [footsteps: 3 instances, padded footsteps] Leon Meager: This is the-
  • [in unison:] Angie Aimes: The Oblivion Bar. Flag: The Oblivion Bar
  • Leon Meager: Oh, it seems that your friends are already in the know, Em.
  • Em Parker: You guys have been going to swanky bars without me?
  • [footsteps: 3 instances, padded footsteps] Angie Aimes: It is not like that at all. Last time I was here was before I met you.
  • Em Parker: And Flag?
  • Flag: [scoff] I'm a regular.
  • Angie Aimes: You are? You told me you never come here anymore.
  • Flag: That's just because I don't want you tagging along and embarrassing me again.
  • Angie Aimes: Me? Embarrass? You? How?
  • Flag: Well seeing as last time you got so drunk you hopped up on stage and tried to drunkenly ramble your way through the lyrics of The X-Files...
  • Angie Aimes: So?
  • Flag: One, this isn't a karaoke bar. Two, that theme song doesn't have any words.
  • Angie Aimes: Okay... I can see why that was a little embarrassing... but in my defense, I had a hell of a week. Literally, we had just spent a week adventuring in Hell.
  • Em Parker: Wait a minute... You can't remember my birthday, Flag; but you remember a '90's television theme song?
  • Flag: What can I say? I think that redhead is hot... [chuckle] Now if you'll excuse me, I need some booze. [padded footsteps]
  • Leon Meager: Wait, Flag-
  • Angie Aimes: It's fine. Hel'll be back. How about you tell us why you brought us here? Wait, hold on... What am I wearing?
  • Em Parker: [gasp] Oh, hey! Your hair grew back out!
  • Angie Aimes: [gasp] What the hell?
  • Leon Meager: [nervous chuckle] I can explain.
  • Angie Aimes: I'm all ears.
  • Leon Meager: First, before I do... How do you feel about Em?
  • Angie Aimes: I'm quite fond of her... Why?
  • Leon Meager: Yes, but how would you define your relationship with her?
  • Angie Aimes: Uh, Leon, what the hell?
  • Leon Meager: Answer the question... Please.
  • Em Parker: Yes... Please do.
  • Angie Aimes: [sigh] Wow, you're gonna make me say it, huh? Fine! I love her, okay? I hope it's not too early into our relationship to say that, but- [gasp] Leon!
  • Leon Meager: [nervous chuckle] Hold on, don't hit me! This is neutral ground. No hostilities here!
  • Angie Aimes: [sigh, footsteps] What the hell? Seriously, what the actual hell did you do?
  • Leon Meager: [nervous chuckle] The Imagem stores data. Specifically, it stores cosmic and psychic information. I merely used some of that data pertaining to you to give you a soft reboot... more or less.
  • Angie Aimes: I'm going to reboot you in the ass.
  • Em Parker: Wait, are you saying Angie loves me again?
  • Leon Meager: No... Not exactly... [nervous chuckle] I merely gave her the capacity to remember that she loved you in the last version of reality. The Imagem only stored information pertaining to Angie while she was in the very immediate proximity of the Imagem itself.
  • Em Parker: And her hair and clothing?
  • Leon Meager: [nervous chuckle] That must have been what she looked like the last time she was close enough to the Imagem. The information was a package deal so with the memories came the clothing, physical state, appearance, and all the rest. Don't worry, Angie. I kept your existing memories intact, I merely merged them with these ones... I just felt this was the quickest way to get us all on the same page.
  • Angie Aimes: I am beginning to see that... [sigh] What about Flag?
  • Leon Meager: I did the same to him. I don't think he realizes it yet. Actually, I don't know if he'll ever realize it if we don't point it out to him. His head's already a mess.
  • Angie Aimes: [sigh] Can I get a drink?
  • Leon Meager: Of course. Let's go join Flag.
  • [footsteps: 3 instances] AA: Is preventing me from punching you the only reason you brought us here?
  • Leon Meager: No, just an added benefit. [footsteps: 3 instances, clatter] I actually brought you here for a few reasons. I needed somewhere outside the bounds of conventional reality to do what I did. I figured you would need alcohol to help with the sensation of the merging of your memories... and if I lacked the ability to do it, I knew there was one person that could definitely make it happen and he was most likely to be found here.
  • Angie Aimes: [sigh] Do I even want to know who that would be?
  • Leon Meager: Him. The owner of the Oblivion Bar.
  • Flag: That's Mr. Morningstar.
  • Em Parker: Oh, yeah? What makes him so special?
  • Flag: He's the Devil.
  • Em Parker: Yeah, but so are you...
  • Flag: Not a devil, the Devil.
  • Em Parker: [gasp] Are you telling me that guy in the white suit is Satan?
  • Flag: No. Not anymore... [sigh] He used to be, but not anymore.
  • Leon Meager: "Satan" is the title of the current ruler of Hell. Lucifer abdicated his position to come live among mortals about thirty years ago.
  • Em Parker: Oh, right... I remember Angie telling me about that before.
  • Angie Aimes: [gasp] Hey! I remember that now too! We... We were in a hospital. No... We were in a motel room?
  • Flag: [lecherous chuckle] Yeah?
  • Em Parker: We were in my Waiting Room, actually... but it does look like a motel room.
  • Angie Aimes: Oh, yes... That's right. Whoa... Sudden surge of trippy memories. I need booze. I need booze now.
  • Flag: Allow me. [whistle] Hey, Maze!
  • Mazikeen: [sigh, footsteps] What do you want, imp?
  • Flag: Booze.
  • Mazikeen: Yeah? Well, we are an establishment that serves such provisions. What'll you be drinking tonight?
  • Flag: Uh... Four beers should do it.
  • Leon Meager: Oh, no thanks. None for me. Make it three beers and a water.
  • Flag: What the-? The four beers are for me. You can order your own damn drinks.
  • Em Parker: I'll just have a glass of red wine. Dealer's choice.
  • Angie Aimes: A glass of the hardest liquor you got.
  • Mazikeen: You don't want that.
  • Angie Aimes: Why not?
  • Mazikeen: The hardest drinks we have are potent enough to get an archangel drunk enough to lose his halo. If a human drank that, that human would implode.
  • Angie Aimes: Okay... Uh, how about the hardest liquor suitable for humans?
  • Mazikeen: That, I can do... So four beers, a water, a glass of wine, and one order of 'the good stuff'? I'll be right back. [footsteps, silence: 4.6 seconds, clatter, paper rustling, glass clinking, water spraying, glass clinking, glass clinking, glass clinking, glass clinking, glass clinking, pop, liquid pouring, pop, clatter, footsteps]
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Maze, a word, if I may.
  • Mazikeen: Always, Lucifer. [clatter, glass clinking, ice clinking: 2 instances, pop, liquid pouring] What seems to be the issue?
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Candice Yacoud is here.
  • Mazikeen: Which one was she again?
  • Candice Yacoub: That would be me.
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Yes, well, she has come here with an interesting proposal. You see, my love, she is requesting our assistance in locating something of interest.
  • Mazikeen: And what is this that she seeks?
  • Candice Yacoub: I need to know where I can find the Ace of Winchesters.
  • Mazikeen: Oh, my... that is quite interesting.
  • Candice Yacoub: Yes, I know it has quite the reputation, but it is something of extreme magical significance and my current employer has tasked me with finding it.
  • Mazikeen: Shall I tell her then, dear?
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Of course, be my guest, Mazikeen. Follow your heart.
  • Mazikeen: I'm sorry, but we're not interested in helping you find it. We, too, are in the market for that particular piece.
  • Candice Yacoub: I should tell you that I have been authorized to negotiate with you in regards to payment or an exchange of services that my employer could extend if you should change your mind.
  • Mazikeen: I am afraid Lucifer Morningstar doesn't negotiate... Especially with such low caliber sorceresses.
  • Candice Yacoub: I think he'll reconsider when he hears who I represent.
  • Mazikeen: Is that so now? [chuckle] Fine. Humor me. Who do you represent?
  • Candice Yacoub: The Monitor. [clatter] As proof of my claim, that's yours to keep.
  • Mazikeen: What is this? A rock?
  • Lucifer Morningstar: No, dear Maze... [clatter, chuckle] This is the fourth movement of Beethoven's Ninth, frozen solid with vorpal energy. [sniff, chuckle] Smell this, Mazikeen.
  • Mazikeen: [sniff] It smells like... strawberries?
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Precisely... Okay, Miss Yacoub... You have my interest. Let's talk. Maze, would you care to join us?
  • Mazikeen: First, let me serve these drinks.
  • Lucifer Morningstar: Be quick about it then.
  • Mazikeen: Understood. [footsteps, silence: 6.2 seconds, clatter, liquid sloshing: 3 instances, clatter] Here you go.
  • Angie Aimes: Uh, you want to take your tray back?
  • Mazikeen: [footsteps] I'll be back for it.
  • Em Parker: Whoa, hold on there. Were you just talking to Candy Yacoub by any chance?
  • Mazikeen: You're friends of hers?
  • Em Parker: You could say that... You know what, I'm just going to go say hi to her and invite her to join us. [clatter, footsteps]
  • Mazikeen: [chuckle, grapple] No... You will not be doing that. Your friend is having a conversation with Lucifer Morningstar. You will not be interrupting them. Am I clear?
  • Em Parker: [choked:] Excuse me?
  • Leon Meager: [clatter, footsteps] Let go of her, demon.
  • Angie Aimes: Whoa... [clatter, footsteps] Let's all just calm down.
  • Flag: Oh [expletive]. [beer bottles clattering] I'll just be under the table if you need me. [clatter]
  • Leon Meager: Get your filthy hands off her, demon. I cannot allow you to hurt the Avatar of the Fanatics.
  • Angie Aimes: The Oblivion Bar is neutral ground, right? How can she be doing this?
  • Leon Meager: Mazikeen gets a little wiggle room with the enforcement of that rule... on account of her being the devil's consort. Now, you've made it clear. You're in charge, but if you hurt her... I'll have no choice but to- [sigh]
  • Mazikeen: You'll have no choice but to do what exactly? Huh, choir boy? What you gonna do? Sing me a hymn? Pray for my damned soul? What?
  • Lucifer Morningstar: [distant shout:] Mazikeen, if you've had your fill of fun, would you be so kind as to please leave my little brother and his friends alone and join Miss Yacoub and I in my office?
  • Angie Aimes: Little brother? Who is he talking about?
  • Leon Meager: [sigh] That would be me... [supernal thrum, feathered wings stretching, flames crackling]

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