Meeting With Beelzebub (Open IC Meetings)

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(This is a general thread for meeting up with Beelzebub in person as opposed to calling him.)


Beelzebub, after awhile, becomes a creature of habit. Perhaps it is the warrior training, or the mind of a tactician with set ways of thinking. Whatever the reason for his habits it made him easy to find. The three most common places a bar, a training field, or his forge.

His choice of bars is always darker, not seedy but places with low light and loud from voices instead of music. It suited his temperament and hatred for loud noises and bright lights. He was also jovial, more likely to be found engaged in a drinking game or a loud conversation than other bar activities like dancing. Good liquor was a must but it fell in below atmosphere and company. Why worry when you could manifest your own. Though even when he altered the drinks he always made sure to buy and keep the place in business. Despite his love of company, a back to the wall and a high chair or stool to accommodate wings was always his preferred placement. More comfortable where he could keep an eye on the door.

The second most common place was at the forge or his training circle. A weapons maker and armorer by trade, he liked to work and perfect his craft. Even after billions of years there were still imperfections or new designs to work out. Though, even above that he liked to mentor man and beast for combat. Some days it was a warhorse he was running through the paces of battle, or a dog training to watch its warriors back and disarm threats. Just as often his sparring companions were others seeking a lesson or foolish enough to come for a challenge. He didn't care either way. Always prepared to wield wooden training swords or steel in a bout. Betting and audiences were not to be discouraged. Where was the fun in friendly confrontation if there was no one to see, and no fun for the spectators?

The forge at his home is an easy place to find the angel. As the weapon and armor smith for embattled angels, he's never short on work. Set at the edge of the property, the forge is open to anyone when the angel is at work either with metal or leather in the nearby tannery building. He will complete fair commissions for weapons, armor, repairs, and leather items. The Forge is one of the places he feels comfortable and happy. It is also one of the rare places where you will find Beelzebub sober.

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[knightgallant]

Following his conversation with Lucifer, Galahad takes some time to think over the angel’s words before he finally decides to bring them to Beelzebub. The riskiness of his soul coming together with the angel’s Grace had been made obvious, but the desire to reach for the ideal such a bonding represented was seductive—- and in no way hindered by a some of the more recent disagreements that had heated up between the knight and angel. Galahad still felt about it the same way that he had when he’d first discussed it with Lucifer: such a personal and important undertaking needed to be talked about with Beelzebub, and agreed upon between them both.

So, once he’s thought enough to make up his mind, Galahad ventures out to the forge on one particularly warm and comfortable Fall afternoon. He makes his way through the double front doors and raises a hand to knock lightly on the door frame to announce himself, even though he has no doubt Beelzebub could probably tell he was coming from much further away than this.

“Ho, Beelzebub.” Galahad offers the angel a smile as he drifts further into the forge. “How goes the project of the day?” he asks, as a start of trying to feel out both the angel’s mood and his plans for the afternoon.

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley was no stranger to finding Beezlebub at his forge, or the training circle. She liked to watch him make weapons and armor. Or just get some extra training in for herself.

Today however she does not arrive alone. It is a few days after her Viper's Pit friendly battle with Amelia. And the girls are here to check out what commissions Beezlebub might have to offer.

[liverfree]

With Lucifer's order of amphoras delivered to the Villa, Prometheus makes his way to Beelzebub's forge to speak to him about a new set of armor. It's been a long while since Prometheus has gotten new armor, and he is out of favors with Hephaestus. But the thought of an angel making him a set of armor is an exciting one, and bound to be appropriate for a Titan.

Besides, he's curious to meet another angel. They are interesting beings, reminding him of primordial gods, or extremely powerful nature spirits, but without all the baggage that makes it difficult for Prometheus to befriend on his own world.

Shuffling along by his side is Hephaestus -- no, not the god, but the numel, a camel-like pokémon. Lucifer mentioned that Beelzebub and his human consort have many animals on their property, and he figures the little fellow might like to make a friend or two.

"Hello!" Prometheus calls out once he's close to the forge. His voice will easily carry over any sounds of billows or hammering inside. "It's me, Prometheus!"

[delphicbooksandbaubles]

Dor gets a wistful look as he spies the training /sparring field. Perhaps another day or if he could find someone among Lucifer's Court to practice with friendly-like. Though he knows better than to expect to win against such a host. He also likely wouldn't have to mind tromping down his wolfishness around such either. He slightly licks his lips. Especially not with his Mate watching. He shivers in delight at the idea.

But ahem back to business, he scents the air again. Trailing the tattletale signs for a forge and or other creatures as he softly pads along. He half debates shifting more than just his ears and tail. Feeling more free, well in general around the area. Knowing Aal would be fine at the moment. She'd likely hole up in one of the many spots of the Villa especially the Library etc if allowed. or glomp onto one or two of the 'Host' and chat for hours on end if she could.

"Ahem, Ello?" He calls out warmly but half in question as he nears any other building or beings.