heaven ain't close in a place like this

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As they walked, Scott gently pulled the luggage behind him as he surveyed the world around him. This place was beautiful, he had to admit. Honestly, the teenager could not wait to pull his camera out of his bag and start shooting the place up. He had only been here an hour maybe and he thought it was a great place. At least here he could not drain himself using that shape-shifting ability until he would have to fake being sick to get the adoptive families to let him rest during the day.

"Three guesses." He repeated, moving with the other through the streets as to get to the Academy. Briefly he wondered how far he was, before shoving it away from his mind for now. Let's play this game. The portion about nature was debatable as Scott always believed that it was in human nature to commit sins. However Scott knew what the Ravenmocker was getting at.

"I am not a personification or spirit of nature or the forest." Chirped the Envy demon, looking at all the creatures who passed by because they were new chances, new features to copy. New people to corrupt. "Strike one."​

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Scott grinned as Auden commented on how that was a stupid thing to guess but the envy demon was not offended in any real sense. There was some fun back in the layer of hell with his ears as many people joked he looked like an elf. There was even suggestions that he go spread the sin of envy among the elven people.

"You're correct. I am a demon." There was something about the way that he said it, the way that his eyes glinted that suggested there was something more. However, Auden had actually won the game so Scott would humor him. "Congratulations. You won. However it hurts me that you think I'm evil - rude."

There was a joking factor to the final sentence but he did find demon stereotypes hilarious. Scantily clad female demons bent on sex and short, stubby, ugly male demons bent on just being annoying. With a bounce in his step, the demon grinned at his companion.​

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Scott was mildly impressed at how easy it was. Humans have called him a demon, devil, spawn of hell many times before - maybe for some of the terrible things he did while running around at high schools. Hey, he wanted to have fun on Earth and what better way to have fun than to cause absolute chaos? It was absolutely wonderful sometimes, especially since high school fights got feisty fast.

"Let's just say that it's not just the weather that can get hot down there." Scott winked, talking more about tempers and rivalries than about sex, but moved on. "Stereotypes are stupid, you know. People expect me to have little red horns and a pitch-fork. Or that we follow Satan around. He's not as bad as made out to be, though." A little bit of rambling and a little bit of explanation.

Tilting his head at Auden, Scott asked, "That what you want as your prize for winning the guessing game?"​

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Scott merely shrugged at that without much of a word on the matter. Personally, he had no idea what was needed for people to go down to hell and come back without being a demon. But whatever. There were a lot of things that went down in Hell that Scott did not know about and a lot of things he really did not want to know about. Politics were a problem, honestly. And Scott knew there was some kind of government even in unholy places.

Again, without a word, Scott reached over and laced his fingers with the blondes. It could almost be seen as weird how comfortable the two of them became in less than an hour of knowing each other but hey. Scott wouldn't complain. Besides, Auden was cute and how forward he was was honestly refreshing.

"You're a student at the Academy, right? Seem pretty young to be out of school already." Might as well make light conversation, right? "What grade are you in?"​

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Honestly no one would blame Auden if he did punch Scott. Scott would have deserved it, and still does, because he's still kind of an asshole. It was a wonder how Auden had not pushed him into traffic as of yet.

Scott was still admiring the scenery, figuring he would have plenty of time to not so subtly check out the Ravenmocker who was currently guiding him around. He was mentally marking all the places he wanted to visit in his free time and all the little shops that were labeled 'hiring' since he figured he would actually need a job if he was going to stay here longer than a month.

"I don't blame you. School sucks." Hummed the bluenette. "That's why you gotta make it interesting." The small jingle of the bells on his earring was lost among the noises of the city. And yet, to Scott, they offered almost a feeling of comfort as they wandered. There was a possbility that Auden was leading him somewhere completely different but as of right now, Scott couldn't find it in him to really care.

"Let's see...." He hummed as he went through the days in his mind. What, his actual form was fifteen now, right? "I would be in tenth grade now if we go by American standards. Otherwise, hell if I know."​