❝ Oh please, patience isn’t my strong suit. I’m more of a KILL first ask questions never kind of girl. ❞
❝ Is it anyone’s strong suit these days? ❞ A slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments, ❝ You can’t kill everything…. well, you can, but where would the fun in that be?❞
❝ Still a demon, prince, asshole or not. ❞ he chides lightly as he grabs his pipe and goes about lighting it. Amber eyes flickering up to look at the other for a moment before raising an eyebrow. He could see the other was realizing that Logan was a dealer of truth and well he knew the best ways to cut into someone and make the pain stick. He had four hundred years to perfect it. He sighs softly, his anger was growing again and he was trying hard to keep it all tight lipped. ❝ Personal or not, I need a reason. Reapers need something to cling too to find the soul. As come on we track a lot of it, ain’t easy discerning who is who. ❞ He’d figure shit out later but right now he wanted Ky out of his face before he redecorated said face.
“never was given a real choice in my species.” a lie, but a truthful one… from his own point of view. he couldn’t change what he was. nor, would ky want to on most days, but all the same, he doubted that it mattered. demon or not… he knew that he couldn’t back away from this. not now at least, “either way, you want a reason? i’m looking for my mother.” it wasn’t a good reason, possibly one of the worst, but… all he wanted to know was where she was. after-all, he only knew she was ( quite possibly ) dead, “— is that reason enough?”
“Now, why don’t I truly believe that? See, If I want someone dead, I kill them, and I don’t stick around to chat.” That much was simple facts these days, “So, why should I care about wasting death on someone when they all deserve it?”
Nero knew the differences were there, of course they were. It was easy to distunguish. But the one difference were Hellhounds were strong enough to take them on. He rolled his eyes constantly at the children who got murdered by hunters, not knowing who they really were. It was why he was so cocky as well Ky’lar thought he’d killed Nero’ brother but of course that was difference between hellhounds and demons. They didn’t share their secrets. ❝ If you say so. Just like most people don’t have a choice to be stupid. Like you for instance. ❞ And there was the cockiness, the look on his face reading the simple notion of ‘i know something you don’t know’. Childish maybe but now Nero had seen why Marrick annoyed the other so much he was having too much fun.
ky had managed to hear more than enough insults in his life to the point where they rarely ( if ever ) dug deeper than he personally let them. he was a mistake, an abomination, and in his mind… he never was human. maybe at one time he was close to it, but ky’lar gave up that part of himself long ago.
there was no turning back from this, not when he already had given up any sort of ‘life’ he could have had away from hell. not when it was quite clear that the only way he would ever amount to anything was to show and prove what he could do, “i highly doubt that.” even with the look, ky didn’t change his mind on his words, “— but enlighten me. if i’m so stupid… how have i survived this long?”
❝ And i take if you’ve never HEARD yourself talking. Pretty sure my ears are BLEEDING. ❞
❝ Well, you do know that maybe that’s a GOOD thing, right? Maybe it will get your OTHER half to show itself. That way, things will REALLY get interesting, and maybe you’ll stop being ANNOYING. ❞
❝ And here i thought i’d NEVER have to see you again ❞
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❝ Do you ever LISTEN to yourself talk? Your voice is GRATING… even worse than my FATHER’S. ❞
Even being an archangel Lucifer knew there was no way to avoid change, life moved in a way that certain outcomes were meant to happen no matter what anyone said. If something was going to happen, it would. Time was a stickler like that,it was why the angels had been refused to interfere with it even if they had the option to go backwards. Well certain angels anyway.
As it stood change was about to happen no matter who tried to stop it, their plan being built in stages with continuous back up ones in case some pesky asshole got in the way and well they were close to completion. Whilst before Lucifer had simply wanted to bring doomsday on the world, no she wanted more, she wanted something that even heaven would fall over and she would get it.
Gentle smile lifts over her lips as the other finally responds in a gentle way. ❝ Oh those sons a bitches don’t know what they’re going to get themselves into. ❞
at one point, he would have avoided any of this : sticking to the shadows and waiting for the end of days was easier. keeping his head low and out of trouble was all he hoped for. then things changed, everything changed, and there was no going back. no way to stay away from everything and at the same time… he had gained a real life.
it was the best feeling he ever had in years — to feel alive whenever he was around lucifer. to know, that things were eventually going to get better, and yet… he still couldn’t get the pit out of his stomach. the feeling that he should be dead and that it would be best to act on those feelings, but only when the opportunity presented itself.
“they will be trapped. not to mention confused. if things go right — and they will, they won’t be able to do a damned thing.” even if they could, ky doubted that they would get far, and if ky got the opportunity to murder angels? well, he would take it. // @sorrowsfate
Sometimes it was the gentle moments like this that make him dream for something that was soft and gentle in the hindsight of the turmoil that the two of them seemed to elude from every pore of their bones. He wished to crave it – he wished to hope for it and yet stopped himself from doing it everytime. He knew craving something was dangerous, a weakness he could not prohibit himself from wanting right now.
And yet the demon was the epitome of it and try as he may he could not shove that down to the dark recess of his mind. No matter how much he tried too. A eyebrow quirked at the others words as a small sliver of desire pooled through his veins with a slightly chuckle accompanying his actions. ❝ Haven’t you heard ACTIONS speak louder than words. ❞
these moments were getting rarer and rarer these days. when they came, it was everything he could have hoped for. yet, they always ended. ky never wanted to end, he never wanted to lose that small amount of gentleness in his life, and at the same time… he wanted to TEAR it all way. not due to the fact he disliked it, but rather… deep down… he didn’t DESERVE it.
“do they now?” his lip twitched for a few moments as he made his way forward. getting close enough to wrap his arms around lucifer’s shoulders with a grin, “maybe you should SHOW me instead.”
Eyes danced with humor as the archangel watched the demon, a smirk lifting the edges of his lips with relevant ease as a chuckle light as air formed within his chest and resonatated out around the room with complete and utter ease. Something that he’d not done for a long time. One simple eyebrow quirking in the direction of the other as he stops and watches for a few moments.
❝ Hmm see to those words all i’d say is a simple PROVE IT. ❞ Whilst it was a short statement the weight behind the words was evident in the dancing of truth across his eyes and the way his hands came up to steeple beneath his chin. The challenge layed out as he awaits the move to which the other would make. A game of chess to which he’d just moved his piece.
now proving it was something that he could do. it was rare that ky ever let himself get comfortable around a person and while he had gotten close a few times… he never trusted himself to be around anyone. lucifer, however, was the one exception.
it took time, loads of time, and he had slowly managed to open up to the other. not everything was known, ky didn’t want it to be, but… he was happy. he actually wanted to be with someone who he could be himself around and didn’t have to change.
a reason to why he rubbed at his chin for a few moments; a grin smacked across his face as he spoke, “Well, if you INSIST. I think i’ll PROVE it right now.”
The archangel eyes the other for a few moments, he hated defiance and Ky was showing it too him in droves and well that didn’t settle well with him. If anything it just annoyed him more and he sighs softly. ❝ What so you can go and kill some of my brothers and sisters, or wait is it de-wing them. No changing your mind is the best option, or the skinning will be done to you. ❞
“Not everything is about Angels, Lucifer.” His tone was HARSHER than intended, but he wasn’t going to correct himself, “If I DECIDE to tear their wings off, I highly DOUBT you’ll be able to stop me.” As much as he knew it was a bad idea, there was pure RAGE there that not even he could control, “So, if you want to SKIN me, I say DO IT!”
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