God's Favorite Sons: Lucifer, Gabriel, Morningstar
Lucifer sensed his brother before he saw him. He always had a sense of his brother, even far from here, one bright pulse in a sea of meaningless souls like a beacon.
When he saw him, he smiled bitterly. He was soaked from crown to toe, and with the chill in the air that surrounded him, parts of his hair and the bottoms of his jeans had been frosted over.
"Gabe. Hey there, little bro." He started to storm right past him. "I have a demon to smite, I'm gonna have to catch you later."