Claimers: Me, I own them, me. Woo.
Comments: Sliding, sliding, down into a pit of despair. Prozac is good for the soul, I hear, so don't worry about her. We could get a collection up to get her into some group therapy. "Hi, my name's Discord Knight and my gf fucked the Devil." [AA - Angels Anonymous]
 
Notes: Yes, Heaven does have a bar. It also has a gym, sauna, steam room, staff canteen and various other amenities.
 
 
Discord's POV
 
LaOC XXI - Lost In Paradise
 
'Another.'
 
'I can't. You've had enough, Dis.'
 
I look down at my glass and it's empty.
I can still see them together; in my head they're still there.
So, I haven't had enough.
When I can't see them anymore, then I'll be finished.
 
Can hear it in my head, those words, over and over.
 
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
 
'Either pour me another one, or I'm coming over the bar to do it myself!'
 
I give... what's his name again?
Doesn't matter.
I send a death stare over to him, and it does its job as he fills my glass up again.
Yeah, you do what I say or I'll make sure you never get your wings.
I'm still the Commander, after all.
 
Those words, again and again.
I rest my head in my hand as I take a sip of the whisky.
 
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
 
Burns; going down it's all hot in my throat.
Stops me thinking.
Numbs it, even if it's only for a second or two.
I'll take anything at this point.
 
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
 
I'm not second best, I'm not, I'm... I'm not.
 
'Trying to get some Dutch courage up, half-breed?'
 
I slam the glass down, shattering it, and turn round real slow.
Jude and her cronies.
 
'What's the matter, you need some protection when you come to talk to me, Jude?'
 
I should be pissed but it's all a distraction, right?
 
Four on one.
Not good odds.
Dominic's a fuckin' sheep; he'll run at the first sign of trouble.
Arminius; bit more of a problem but I got a good four inches on that short stop.
Alegra will want one of my body parts after I demoted her.
Jude, yeah, well, I already know about her skills.
 
Great, a big ol' "we love Dis" party.
I hope someone saves me a piece of cake.
 
'Me need protection from a mongrel like you? I have God on my side, Discord. You only have her in your bed. Once that's gone, do you think she'll protect you and the rest of your impure brothers and sisters?'
 
Before I know it, I'm up and on her.
I take Alegra out with a kick to her chest.
She flies back into the tables, sending them everywhere.
Lucky the place is empty or we'd have a bar room brawl on our hands.
 
I grab Dominic's shoulders and throw him over the bar.
He takes out half the bottles that were being stacked into a pretty pile.
Bet that hurt, you pussy!
 
A punch to the side of my head sends me into the counter.
I do that whole, "bouncing off it and landing on the floor", deal.
Looks good in films but seriously hurts in real life.
 
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
 
I try to push myself up, but the alcohol's making everything move about.
Then a kick to my ribs and things really are swimming.
 
'Stop!'
 
I see Jude as she bends down to me, lifting my head up gently.
Her lips on mine, then warm breath hits my ear as she whispers to me.
 
'Sleep well, half-breed.'
 
Then I only remember one thing.
 
 
 
The feeling of her hands, as she slams my head into the floor. Hard.