Lucifer would scarcely admit that he had FEELINGS for the othe. One’s that wove into the very fabric of the angel but thus he as still the same as he had always been and there were LIMITS to jut how far someone could push him and lately Ky had been pushing that limit with a deadly purpose that caused the archangel to revert back to the emotionless shell he was known to be by the ones he called BROTHERS.
He hadn’t WANTED to be this way with Ky’lar. If anything the angel had been COMFORTABLE with the way things were but of course the power play had become a factor and everything changed. It was not something Lucifer was happy with and it shows as he eyes the other APPRECIATIVE that his words and lesson had finally seemed to sink into the other’s skull. An eyebrow raises as though challenging, waiting to see how much fight the other had or if they could simply pretend this incident never happened and yet STILL TAKE AWAY the lessons learned from it.
the line was drawn and he couldn’t escape the simple fact that he felt bare. his attempt to win over the other through power failed and he was back at the start. true, he didn’t think that things would go this far, but now that they had… he knew that his position was unstable. it didn’t matter how much lucifer cared for him. nor did it matter how much he tried to prove himself – with in moments he could lose everything.
a reason to why he was attempting to compose himself; things wouldn’t be the same. they could never be the same. not now, not a year from now, and not anytime soon. he could try to fake it, but in doing so would happen to be a lie. not to say he wouldn’t have found himself using them eventually, but he wanted to be decent… or try to be at least.
his hands formed into tight fists, but he tried to relax them. he had fight, he did, but he didn’t want to find himself on the wrong side of lucifer. not not – not anytime soon. no, he was going to bide his time and hopefully things would repair themselves in time.
Hands clench at his sides as he brings tired eyes towards the male. if anything the soldier wished the other would stop talking. ❝ And how is it that you’ll be seeing me fall ??. ❞ He shouldn’t have asked as it would just keep the conversation going but it was too late now. ❝ Color me curious. ❞
curious or not, ky doubted the other wanted to know the true answer to that, but then again. he couldn’t help, but oblige the other — even if all it would be was miss-direction of a sort – to an extent. ❝ i could think of a few hundred ways, but take away the symbol and your just a man like any other. ❞ among other things, but all ky wanted to do was take down the other a few notches — he could couldn’t care less about the rest. though, if he happened to do more? he did more. simply that.
9:25 pm ⟶ ❛you’re saying no to me !!.❜ 9:25 pm⟶ ❛ I could wait !!. ❜ 9:26 pm ⟶ ❛ Or i could cut my loses and have my other demons hunt you. Your choice ?? ❜
Recipient ——— Lucifer
10:00 pm —- ‘ you’ll lose several demons.’ 10:00 pm — ‘ i’ll be there in a bit.’ 10:01 pm — ‘i’m bored anyways.’
The STENCH of the other was filtering into the riders nose and a steady growl filters out of his chest and into the air between them. As much as he wished to TEAR the other apart a steady stream of curiosity was bleeding through his veins as to what he wanted. Head tilting to the side as the other speaks.
Agitation was ripe on the reapers face as he smirks lightly, hands clenching into fists at the demons side as he shrugs his shoulders lightly. ❝ I know ENOUGH. ❞ The comment sharp and to the point. He wasn’t messing around and wanted the other to get to the point already.
❝ and just how SURE are you about that? ❞ he should have held his tongue — maybe even shifted the subject entirely, but all the same, he doubted that it would matter. ❝ i may be many things, but I do believe i could give an OPPORTUNITY of sorts.❞
❝ you see, ❞ he said, slipping his hands into his pockets, ❝ i’m NOT my father. ❞ he mused, ❝ nor do i WISH to be. ❞ though, there were somethings that couldn’t be helped, ❝ but, even so, there are certain aspects that CAN’T be changed. ❞ no matter hard he tried to do so.
❝ more to the point, i’m giving you the chance to ELIMINATE me. ❞ his lips then formed into a thin-line, ❝ i won’t even put up a fight, but… ❞ and there was the catch, ❝ only if my plan to find CONTROL for my abilities fails. ❞ it was a risk, a major risk, but one that he was willing to take. no matter what.
The aura around Ky was easy enough to read, even if one couldn’t see it. It was still written all over the other’s face and that was that staying in one place was not something he wished to do. If anything the other simply wished to keep moving, to find something to do. And it took hell of a lot of persuassion to keep him in one place.
Lips upturn at the other’s words as humor and mischeif start to dance within the archangel’s eyes as he looks upon the other. ❝ For now indeed. ❞
if it was up to him, he would have been anywhere, but here. staying in one place when he was like this didn’t bode well for anyone. a reason to why he liked moving – that way he could keep his head clear, but it seemed he wasn’t going to get that. well, not now at least.
“– jus’ don’t think it will happen often.” or, at least, more than one time. he was always restless… even more so when he didn’t get what he wanted.
dee doubted that everyone would keep their heads on properly. it was one thing to be in the same room as lucifer, but to be around her son would be another thing entirely. part of her thought things would go great, but another… she didn’t want to even think of that outcome. the one where she lost everything… again.
“do you really expect him to play nicely?” a simple question, but one that she knew had to be asked, “he’s unstable, uncontrolled, and…” that was when she realized that her hands were balling into tight fists and let out a deep breath, “hopefully not willing to murder me the moment he comes in the room.”
Lucifer knew nothing about this would go well, all of them were like the worst cocktail that could exist. Each of them with their own goal in mind and that included him. He was forever aiming at something that no one else knew. It was amusing for him, to see another family as dysfunctionally messed up as his and he actually appear like the normal one out of it all. To say he was having fun would be an understatement. He eyes Dee and smirks as he notes the way her hands clench, his whole frame simply relaxing back in the seat as though he had no cares in the world.
❝ Your son is many things including those you just said. But who knows, he might decide to indulge us with his curiosity. ❞ Was he falsely trying to plactate Dee with his words – Maybe. Mostly as he didn’t know how it would end, Dee’s anger alone was enough to throw this thing into high reverse and as usual he would be the one who was cleaning up the mess and trying to repair damage That of course is if he feels like it.
usually, ky only stayed in one meat-suit around Lucifer, and that was due to the fact he enjoyed it so much. then again, there was real doubt that it would matter what or who he wore these days.
he’d gotten to the point where he was comfortable. far more than he had around any other and he didn’t want that to change. sure, they had their fights, but that was part of who they were. ripping and tearing each other apart till there was nothing left.
then again, they always healed; might not have been the same as before, but they both had their jagged edges already. the sort of edges that cut into anything got got near and always got sharper as the fights went on by.
it was to that very reason he tried to stay away when he could. breaking the ‘rules’ so he could do what he wanted. sometimes, it was just making deals or even tormenting hunters, but on the rare occasions he hunted angels. something he had been told to stop several times over and had… for a while. he just always returned to his bad habits.
a reason to why he wasn’t very keen on returning back to lucifer just yet — still, he was sure he could spend the rest of the night in a cool hotel room after crawled back to his archangel. that way, he could have his own personal form of relaxation by downing several bottles of alcohol before returning to the other’s side.however, he would have to get through this first before ( eventually ) draining a shit-on of alcohol from either public bar or a private one.
as ky entered through the doors his arms quickly folded against his chest. even more so since he noticed that someone else was with him. just his luck that this was going to be either a meeting or… something. so, in his mind, it would be best to get this over with, and then he could go back to his usual bit ‘relaxation’ with-out having to deal with anyone ( demon or otherwise ) for at least another hour or two.
“so,” he mused as he gave a faint gesture to dee, “who’s the girl?” he could have asked much more on to why exactly she was there, but he wasn’t that interested. mildly curious about why she was there, but not that interested in her in all reality.
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