The angels are in the midst of an active war so Beelzebub has been working a lot. His left shoulder and part of his left chest are still bandaged where Michael had pierced him with the lance. However, the pain is mostly gone and most of his mobility has returned.
In his normal Hephestian way, He is at the forge in just a leather kilt, not even any boots, covered in soot. The benefit of a fallen angel is a resistance to fire and heat. Mammon and Azazael are not around today so those areas of the building sit quiet and unoccupied, though if commission dictates their services he can easily call them.
Harley barely steps into the room before he feels her presence. Quenching the sword he's working on he sets it and the hammer aside to go and give his favorite girl a hug. He's bright and cheerful, as usual, and at over six and a half feet tall, likely towers over both of them.
"What can I do for you?" He knows right away that a friend being dragged along means he's about to be asked to make something. He's always curious what mortals will ask for.
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In his normal Hephestian way, He is at the forge in just a leather kilt, not even any boots, covered in soot. The benefit of a fallen angel is a resistance to fire and heat. Mammon and Azazael are not around today so those areas of the building sit quiet and unoccupied, though if commission dictates their services he can easily call them.
Harley barely steps into the room before he feels her presence. Quenching the sword he's working on he sets it and the hammer aside to go and give his favorite girl a hug. He's bright and cheerful, as usual, and at over six and a half feet tall, likely towers over both of them.
"What can I do for you?" He knows right away that a friend being dragged along means he's about to be asked to make something. He's always curious what mortals will ask for.