❝ Its messy and long yeah. But it really makes them suffer so yeah. ❞ Malec understood that everyone had their own way of doing things. Just the many years he had been killing people meant he had become quite attached to making them suffer first. But hey each to their own.
❝ sometimes you can’t make them suffer. ❞ though, in reality, it was more like ky didn’t have the patience for it. torture was something he could do, but rarely did he lower himself to doing such things. ❝ sometimes… a clean death is far more merciful. ❞
❝ well if it was a trial run, you failed spectacularly. ❞ he smirks as he eyes the demon. He knew he was a thorn in the others side and it wouldn’t change. Not anytime soon at least. ❝ Oh i wouldn’t be so sure of that. I know a lot of tricks. ❞
❝ you have your tricks and i have mine, ❞ he said bluntly. ❝ the trial run was nothing more than a test. i learned your kind is far more… resilient than i expected. ❞ that was one way of putting it, but if he couldn’t get the hellhounds on his side? well, it seems that he would have to end every single one of them… just to get his point across.
❝ Annoying me is not a GOOD enough reason. ❞ the soldier stresses with a slight roll to her eyes. ❝ Now you gonna tell me the proper reason or not. ❞
❝ i think it’s a GREAT reason. ❞ maybe it wasn’t the best of reasons, but it worked… for the most part at least. ❝ — and no. not really. ❞ since he didn’t really have any proper reasoning behind it other than being bored.
❝ It’s not fun when things don’t go to plan is it. Ah well guess you can always try again. But given your last performance i don’t hold much hope in it. ❞
❝ let’s consider my last performance a trial run. ❞ that way, this next time he could get everything right, and rid himself of this hound for good. ❝ still, it was a cheep trick. one you won’t be able to pull off again. ❞
〈 sms → bratty demon 〉 sent─── I can always get new demons. sent ─── Good to know. sent─── Hm well we’ll have to correct that then won’t we ??
Recipient ——— Lucifer
sent ——- true. sent ——- heading back now. sent ——- maybe then you can give me some entertainment.
Some things were just routine – Like him wanting those damn winchesters dead, wanting to get revenge on his brothers and fighting with Ky. It was just the way things were and he doubted they’d change. Even if the fights were mundane and he hated them. It was just the way things were. And sometimes routines never changed.
He knew the other would follow any mad plan Lhe concocted and he also knew he’d do anything to help Lucifer acheive his goals and maybe that was why he didn’t push the other away. Or maybe it was the way the angel felt – he wasn’t sure and was pretty sure he wasn’t about to explore said reason either.
❝ Yes we shall. ❞ Words spoken with a conviction that was almost foreign to him but it was also his promise. That despite the bumps in the road they would get through this together and show all those that wanted them to fail.
to say ky was committed was an understatement nor would he ever say such things. nor would he admit them. all he needed to do was prove he was loyal and stay by lucifer’s side. he came here due to the fact he loved him — will always love him. the only problem was that there was doubt they would ever get out of here.
and his own way he was content with that — content with the fact he would never get to go home. a reason to why he pulled himself together with a grunt. they needed to find a way out, to rip this world apart if needed, and only then… they could get enact their revenge.. of a sort.
“just lead the way.” or, rather, lead the way so that ky could follow. hiding behind lucifer was key in this. the archangel would protect him like he always had.
❝ well, that would DEPEND on what you BELIEVE is a good reason. ❞ he gave a shrug. ❝ i believe ANNOYING you is fair enough. ❞
Marrick was more than 90% sure that the other pretended not to fear anyone. To keep his own sanity or pretend he was something more than he should be. Either way Marrick wouldn’t be surprised if Ky’lar simply pretended that he didn’t fear Lucifer. Something Marrick doubted as even those in Lucifer’s inner circle feared him, it was the healthier option and something he knew a lot did despite how many times they simply said they didn’t. It was just the way things were – well the way things were supposed to be at least but there was always one who pretended otherwise.
Laughter falls off the hounds lips as his head shakes, his arms coming up in a lazy stretch before he settles blue eyes back on the other steadily. ❝ Do as you please mate. Can’t be assed babysitting a BRAT anyway. ❞ Words passed with nothing more than a bored tone as he moves from the door.
there wasn’t much the demon truly feared. sure, he once feared lucifer, but now he didn’t. well, it wasn’t exactly correct, he feared the archangel, but not where it actually mattered. more like ky feared him, but it was the same fear he had around anyone — at any moment someone could try to kill him. he just didn’t tend to care too much about lucifer as there was a slight about of doubt the other would actually do such a thing to hurt him… at least fatally.
“i’m not a brat. I just get what i want.” if that happened to involve going against explicit orders? so be it… not like it mattered anyways to him. a reason to why he didn’t start towards the door after the hound moved. instead, he just folded his arms over his chest with a grunt. “so, how many between me and him?”
Malec shakes his head at the other, everyone liked to do things differently. that was no secret and Malec was someone who liked to play with his kills. ❝ Each to their own mate but your way sounds boring as hell. Just saying. ❞ Shoulders coming up in a shrug as he watches the other for a few moments. Dark eyes regarding him as though trying to figure him out.
❝ and i assume your way is better? ❞ maybe is way was boring, but it was efficient in most parts. taking the effort to torture someone was taxing this side of hell. so, why not take short routes? it was easier for everyone involved.
He could sense the subtle changes in the other as his words settle in and it causes a loud and rambucous laugh to fall off Nero’s lips as he brings up a hand and runs it through the scruff on his chin. He knew kylar was not happy with that tidbit of news and even as Nero listens to his words he could sense things were not rosy any more. The other was planning, finding a way to finish what he was supposed to have finished.
❝ What handle it like you did last time. ❞ He couldn’t stop himself from digging that knife in as well it was too humourous for him not too and well Nero was having a laugh right now. ❝ Sure, i’m sure that will give you the right outcome. ❞
his usual unwavering confidence faded due to the simple fact that the most obvious solution to the problem was a failure. with the hound still alive… it presented far more problems than solutions. a reason to why ky knew he had to move fast… least of all he find himself cornered by the very mistake he left.
“next time… he won’t be so lucky.” or so he hoped at least. ky never really planned that far ahead when he came face to face with highly unexpected problems. especially of this sort.
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