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- from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #827/666 - Darth Stolas Edition
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- >Somehow, for some reason, Abaddon has a kid
- >he... she... it. is like a walking blast shadow
- >friendly, but hard to notice
- >they inadvertently give everyone the creeps, and yet, nobody tries to push them away
- >they seem to like the darkness, and flee from too much light
- >almost everyone in Hell had encountered the kid at one point - few know who he is
- >in the darkness, their eyes glow brightly
- >the only thing Charlie recognizes that it is a relative
- >at first, the others think she had gone crazy - she finally snapped, and is talking to a non-existent kid
- >but, as their eyes adjust... they notice it...
- >almost immediately, everyone starts freaking out, telling her to get away from IT
- >the thing that should not exist, the absence of a child, fixed into the form of an existent one
- >then slowly, they come around to it
- >it's an... almost comforting feeling, knowing that it is only IT that watches them from the darkness
- >they're a good kid
- >their father holds nothing for the world but contempt, and nothing for its inhabitants but pity
- >it, on the other hand, is still young - the world still fascinates it, and it accepts it all with all its horror and glory
- >like a thief in the night, he wanders around, meeting people everywhere
- >implings play with him, and their parents think they've just came up with an imaginary friend...
- >...until they see the shadow for themselves
- >Levianon had seen the child a couple of times, standing on the mast and watching St. Elmo's fire on stormy days
- >Satanon would often spot it from the corner of his eyes - but he's too afraid to approach it, and it knows better than to intrude upon someone so unhappy
- >Asmodanon knows of him, but only vaguely - his father had told him about the "dancing shadow", and how he should not be afraid of it, but shouldn't follow it, either
- >they say it likes to go where it's absence is most palpable - childless couples, mothers who recently lost their children, old parents who lost theirs to war or other
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- >Angel Dust has a breakdown
- >One of Val's thugs got the drop on him earlier in the day
- >Gave him a quick set of knuckles to the gut that made him remember a few much, much worse beatings he'd taken in the past
- >Uttered a few choice words about where exactly he sat in the hierarchy, and who he owed his loyalty to
- >Made it clear that there would be consequences for upsetting the order
- >He lies in bed, sobbing to himself
- >Curled up into a ball, trying to find a way to wrap his many arms around his body in such a way that will make him feel protected against the torture he knows is coming
- >It doesn't work
- >He can't shield himself no matter how hard he tries
- >He knows that every spot his hands can't cover is going to be a receiver for cigar burns and box cutters and other horrible, horrible "games" from Valentino's more "eclectic" clientele
- >Cherri's not around
- >He's still too withdrawn to reach out to someone like Charlie or Vaggie in such a vulnerable moment as this
- >This is one of those moments when he would ordinarily reach for a needle or a vial
- >Even the bottle couldn't help him here, he was too accustomed to it
- >He needs something that can entirely shut down every last portion of his mind capable of appreciating just how fk-awful his eternal fate is
- >But he's supposed to be sober now
- >There's no gear in the Happy Hotel
- >Just him and his endless misery
- >He feels the distinct absence of a small hand on his head
- >The child of Abaddon is not-sitting next to him, not-stroking his hair
- >It doesn't properly understand what Angel is experiencing
- >It doesn't yet understand Existence in general
- >But it recognizes despair
- >It is well acquainted with that
- >It was born from that well of darkness
- >It doesn't Exist, it doesn't know how to heal what is hurting this Thing-That-Exists, but it knows it can sit here and be with them until they feel better
- >It hopes that will help
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- >visiting the memorial always leaves Tom drained
- >he doesn't show it, but if you've known him long enough, you'd notice subtle... stiltedness his movement gains
- >no one has known him for long enough
- >few sinners make it past ten years
- >let alone a hundred
- >Katie's the one who brought him here - she usually does
- >wordlessly, she'd let the man pay his respects, on half knee before the monument they've made with his former brothers-in-arms...
- >...before they, too, joined those that it represents
- >on their way back to the car, the two walked together
- >one would notice the constant space between the two, but could ultimately dismiss it as just antipathy keeping them apart...
- >...then, from the corner of their eyes, would catch a glimpse of the shadow of a child, walking between them and hanging off their conveniently lowered arms, like children do
- >it doesn't understand grief yet
- >but it has seen sorrow
- >felt it in their father's eyes, cast upon the distant lights Above
- >the man gave everything for his country
- >his life, his innocence...
- >the woman sacrificed everything for success
- >her integrity, her happiness...
- >all that's left is pain
- >but, with it dangling between them, they feel a certain...
- >...elation, that only parents could feel - despite them never becoming one
- >they sip small and cautious from this well of joy, uncertain of it's origin - though their life my be misery, at least there's still others who are happy
- >if his sacrifice could assure that, it would've been at least a little bit worth it
- >if her work mattered enough that it could give people joy, though she was pushed aside, it was worth it
- >it doesn't understand their grief yet - the loss of comrades, the loss of companionship, and the loss of success -, but it doesn't mind
- >sorrow is sorrow, and they've felt enough
- >they're holding hands, by the time they reach her car
- >a symbol of companionship, though romance barely simmers in their sin-encrusted hearts
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