ᛚᛟᚲᛁSOMETHING FOUL BEGETS THIN ATMOSPHERE ;cerastes’ scorching environment , here in light . his steps are light, near silent ; the softthumpto arise a creation of mere desire , a subtle notice of arrival .❛ i would state it unwise to so openly state one’s thoughts & opinions , & yet here i find myself utterly inclined to do so . ❜tinged to each word / ribbon lacing each syllable , mere traces of hostility , acerbic 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 uponserpent’s tongue.
❛ why is it i feel myself within the presence of one more questionable than myself ?❜
HATRED AND ANGER came to the surface of his mind; hands forming into tight fists shortly after the final words were spoken. such was what happened when what little CONTROL he had evaporated due to something as small as that.
❛ you talk weird, ❜ he said, not even bothering to comment on the IRONY of the situation. a mistake – a certain little flaw judging someone far greater than he. it would get him KILLED one day, but there was doubt the fates would give him what he so DESIRED most days. more importantly, even if he was granted a ‘reprieve’ there was doubt he’d ever take it. no, he’d been given the offer before to leave everything behind, and he chose to press on. chose to be who he was…. even if it was the worst thing possible.
❛ speak…. plainly. ❜ a deep breath escaped from his lips as he dug his fingers into the palms of his hands. if he focused on that… maybe he could focus on staying calm and stable ( . for the moment at least ). ❛ i’m not awake enough for this. ❜ nor was he in the right mind set to do anything other than drink a beer… or six dozen of them.
he pauses, only for a moment as the smallest smile quirks the corners of his lips upwards. “to be FAIR, they wouldn’t take the deals if you didn’t offer them in the first place.” though he can’t help be curious. heaven and hell were such interesting concepts to someone who had transcended beyond them. he’s meddling and it’s obvious. “what else would you get stuck doing? is there a cleaning crew down there? would you get stuck on janitory duty?”
“ i DON’T offer any deals; they usually request one themselves. ” or, that was what he told himself at least. deals were needed, but he chose to be the one to make them. besides it giving him something to complain about, ky enjoyed seeing how they would fall right into his grasp, and it kept a very grouchy cross-roads demon off his back. “ – an’ there are many things down there. i don’t do this shit? i might never see the light of day again.”
❝ I am the architect of your ultimate fall. I am the null. The void. The Hell that hungers… and I’m going to tell you a secret… I’m going to tell you a secret about your life… about why you’ll never find true happiness… because you will always be missing something. Incomplete. Unfinished. And ultimately, no matter how hard you fight, which cause you choose, the battle will always end with your facing… emptiness. ❞
↳ indi | private | mephisto| 616 based | mutuals only | 18 + | penned by andre|
He chooses not to answer such a question, using his sudden silence to speak for him. The gift of the runestone was a temporary measure, an object imbued with power that had the potential to be misused, but wouldn’t last forever. Thor hoped that it would distract Ky enough until he and his fellow asgardians conceived a better solution that didn’t call for war as he had hoped. No, this situation required a delicate approach.
“Whether it is wise or not to aid you is not important, demon. There are more significant matters brewing elsewhere in these realms that must be seen to than your plight alone.” Such as the rumours of Malekith escaping his prison, a threat the blond deemed to be more important than the devil’s spawn spawn standing opposite him. “Have you decided yet where exactly you wish the stone to take you?”
There always was more important matters at hand than him. Something Ky learned from a young age was that everyone had their own problems to deal with. He was just an unwanted pawn in the greater game of things -one, that hand potential, but still had much to learn. Going home wasn’t an option. Staying here wasn’t one either; he had to find something else. Maybe he could find a world he could find peace in or… a place he could train with others. Either way, there was a massive choice ahead of him, and it was one he wasn’t too sure he could make on his own. “No,” he said, sucking in a deep breath, and letting it out slowly. “I may have a few idea’s, but no names. I woul- I wouldn’t even know where to begin.” As much as he wanted to say anywhere away from here… he knew that could lead him right back to Mephisto’s realm and that was the last place he wanted to be.
Scott rounds the corner fast, backpack slung over his shoulder like a kid off of school. He forces his arm into the sleeve of his suit, awkwardly trying to stuff himself into his super hero guise. What was supposed to be an empty alley was occupied by another shady stranger. Bad VIBES. He back pedals, now trying to un-stuff himself as fast as he could. “ Woah there. Sorry, didn’t think anyone would be here. ”
“Most people wouldn’t,” he said bluntly, arms sliding calmly behind his back. “Most, would be inside with their families or stuck behind a several inch screen watching television.” Luckily enough, Ky wasn’t one of those people; he’d rather be in a place air conditioned to feel like he was in the arctic, but that was honestly besides the point for the time being. “So,” he said, hands resting in his back pockets. “What exactly brings you out here?”
Hellfirebound 