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The crowd roared within the Jade Gauntlet, renowned dueling ring and frequent of the finer lifestyles that drool over the drudgery. Feasting and slurping, laughing and lounging lewdly over exposed legs. Here only the wealthiest could afford to enter and enjoy the highest whores, serving you drums of meat and goblets of the smoothest wine and sharpest cognacs. Their bodies exposed themselves, spilling onto men and slugs alike; just as gladiators fought of their own free will and for coin down in the octagon below, beating each other bloody for the chance to become the greatest and wealthiest fighters outside the slave casts.
Lucifer, clad in white dress suite, white shoes, white gloves, even white hair slicked back wet down his neck, with but a single red sash stuffed into his breast pocket, sat in a round couch alone with arms spread across the headrest. A single empty martini glass held a clear plastic pick stuck through one pimento olive on the low oval table in front of his crossed leg. He stared down at the spiked leather gladiators without cringing to the mace that bashed through the other's shoulderblade with a crunch, stretching a single finger up to catch the passing cocktail waitress who's shimmering silver tassels swayed to a standstill.
"Another gin..."
She nodded with an emphatic squeak and a smile before clicking off on her heels. Still Lucifer's head did not turn, even as he noticed the time on his silver linked watch sparkling crystal upon its face.
Lucifer, clad in white dress suite, white shoes, white gloves, even white hair slicked back wet down his neck, with but a single red sash stuffed into his breast pocket, sat in a round couch alone with arms spread across the headrest. A single empty martini glass held a clear plastic pick stuck through one pimento olive on the low oval table in front of his crossed leg. He stared down at the spiked leather gladiators without cringing to the mace that bashed through the other's shoulderblade with a crunch, stretching a single finger up to catch the passing cocktail waitress who's shimmering silver tassels swayed to a standstill.
"Another gin..."
She nodded with an emphatic squeak and a smile before clicking off on her heels. Still Lucifer's head did not turn, even as he noticed the time on his silver linked watch sparkling crystal upon its face.