“i honestly think everyone’s in a gaming mood.” he said, “at least, until they decide they are no longer in one.” either way, he gave a shrug, “i could always do this myself, you know.”
“This is a very expensive well-aged single malt scotch. If you are interrupting me while I am trying to enjoy it, it better be for a good reason.”
“You do know that the drink will still be there if you take your concentration off it, right?” Honestly, he had a decent reason for why he was here, but he wouldn’t exactly call it good. Well, not really at least, “So, you can finish it if you like or… I can just pop out of here. Your call.”
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
Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip
it had been a fight with his father; asking for answers or rather, demanding them rarely turned out well. even more so for ky’lar, but he was at least attempting to understand why he was alive. though, all he ended up with was a black eye, several cuts on his face, and a few broken fingers.
given enough time, he would heal, but for the moment… it didn’t exactly look like it, “my father… three guesses as to why.”
“I prefer front doors,” he said. “They are what many people don’t expect and you can make more of an entrance that way. Windows… are a bit overrated if you ask me.”
Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip
ky didn’t think that it was important. having a busted lip as well as a few broken bones was the usual these days. sometimes, he didn’t want to fight, and let himself get beat up to a bloody pulp — it gave some a slight amount of over confidence that they could win. it was a false victory… right before he moved in for the kill.
“one’s dead,” it was a close call, but he was able to actually kill one. the other… well, he wasn’t so lucky, “couldn’t get the other. i feel like a truck hit me.”
‘see, if i just let you go now, how would that make me look as a leader, hmm? it’s just bad judgement, y’know? so, i think i’m just gonna keep you like this for a little while longer. ‘ the darkness that devoured cole’s soul was prominent on his sharp tongue, the unwaverness of his words, and the determination that ate the bed of his oculars. dean winchester was gone – and any time cole saw the faces of a demon, a croat – he was reminded. following his words, cole tapped at the salt coated knife that he slammed into the demon’s thigh hours earlier. @hellfirebound / sc
keeping him like this wouldn’t serve anything, but he wasn’t about to attempt to bring up that little fact again. all he had to do was bide his time, wait for an opening, and then take it. the pain he could with-stand, but at the same time, even ky’lar had his own limits. the same limits that he had pushed through in the past, but that was before the entire world turned to shit. ‘ you… ’ a low groan escaped his lips due to the pain, ‘ can’t keep me here forever. ‘ it was a false statement, but hopefully . . . it would suffice for the moment, ‘ — an’ trust me. you’ll wish you never knew i existed by the time i’m through with you. ’
“you mean someone who’s been dead since i was born.” his hands had already started forming into tight fists as he spoke, “— someone who i no longer care about.” it was a lie, he cared, and had wanted to at least know more about her for as long as he could remember. yet, that pride was always there, and he wasn’t about to let his own feelings rule over him ( this time around ), “ —- nor do i want to.”
“we’re not partners.” it didn’t matter what anyone said; ky wasn’t going to help anyone that he didn’t trust. it didn’t matter who it was, didn’t matter what was at stake, and didn’t matter why they were put together, “i don’t like you.”
there was a pause, one that honestly was done for effect than anything else, but all the same, ky’lar wanted to make a point of this. after-all, most of what he did was for show — if he actually wanted to do something drastic, it took time, and right now, he was willing to put an a performance for caleb.
it first started with a blank stare; one that resembled confusion. then he leaned forward… just inches away from the other as he spoke, “if i want to say your name, i’ll say it. if i want to put you in chains, i’ll keep you there until the end of days are upon us, and if you don’t watch your tongue… i’ll rip it out.”
Hellfirebound 