~Lucifer Morningstar~ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
walkingheroin) wrote2016-11-03 11:46 am
walkingheroin) wrote2016-11-03 11:46 am
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[ l u c i f e r :| ] Until your unmatched Detective joins us, someone has to pick up the slack.
You're doing a fantastic job, much to my displeasure.
I will take that as a compliment.
Goodnight, Lucifer.
Goodnight, Lucifer.
Quite helpless is not helpless.
[She insists firmly, because he is so utterly blinded by seemingly-even footing that he cannot comprehend how much he still has by comparison.]
I saw you throw a man across the ballroom like he was a child's plaything. You still possess an unbelievable amount of influence and yet what frustrates you the most is that there are boundaries here, well, you aren't the only one angry about that. I've been here for years and I am never going home!
[Said with such desperate finality, such self-assured conviction that it challenges any claims to the contrary.]
You still have something! Do not play the part of the neglected, not here, not with me.
[She insists firmly, because he is so utterly blinded by seemingly-even footing that he cannot comprehend how much he still has by comparison.]
I saw you throw a man across the ballroom like he was a child's plaything. You still possess an unbelievable amount of influence and yet what frustrates you the most is that there are boundaries here, well, you aren't the only one angry about that. I've been here for years and I am never going home!
[Said with such desperate finality, such self-assured conviction that it challenges any claims to the contrary.]
You still have something! Do not play the part of the neglected, not here, not with me.
Isn't it? This place has stolen my memories and my abilities for days at a time, made me into an entirely different person, changed my age and my identity, and for what? I am not a toy to be played with, nor do I enjoy being deceived at my very core.
[His eyes are filled with simmering anger, still bubbling up from the events at the party, now stoked again.]
Oh, you've been stuck here for years? [Sarcasm fills his voice.] Try being trapped in Hell for a few millennia and then come back and complain to me. I got out for a few years, and now I'm practically right back where I started.
[He might feel slightly terrible about this later, but he's...angry.]
So yes, I'm angry. I have every right to be, just as you do. You are not my keeper, Evelyn. Do not presume to think you can tell me what to do.
[His eyes are filled with simmering anger, still bubbling up from the events at the party, now stoked again.]
Oh, you've been stuck here for years? [Sarcasm fills his voice.] Try being trapped in Hell for a few millennia and then come back and complain to me. I got out for a few years, and now I'm practically right back where I started.
[He might feel slightly terrible about this later, but he's...angry.]
So yes, I'm angry. I have every right to be, just as you do. You are not my keeper, Evelyn. Do not presume to think you can tell me what to do.
[Had Evelyn known this would turn into a game of one-upmanship with the Prince of Darkness, she wouldn't have called. Right back where he started, well, if Hell is a manor with armoires that give you whatever you want, put her name on the waiting list. Evelyn is already fairly certain she knows where she's headed, having started the second apocalypse nine years ago.
Where did they send Pandora, after she opened the box?]
If you don't want to be treated like a child, then stop acting like one.
Where did they send Pandora, after she opened the box?]
If you don't want to be treated like a child, then stop acting like one.
I am not, nor have I ever been, a child.
[The sorest spot ever. He dislikes kids so many.]
Perhaps you'll meet my Father one day. Keep talking like that and I'm sure you'll get along swimmingly.
[And then he hangs up, because that's obviously the mature thing to do here.
Oh wait...]
[The sorest spot ever. He dislikes kids so many.]
Perhaps you'll meet my Father one day. Keep talking like that and I'm sure you'll get along swimmingly.
[And then he hangs up, because that's obviously the mature thing to do here.
Oh wait...]
[Oh, interesting. He's always wanted to talk to a mirror. :D]
Well, technically she didn't throw anything. It was left at my doorstep and I wasn't aware that the gesture was going to be...received so poorly. You're welcome to have it, seeing as I'm sure it would fit you quite nicely as well.
Well, technically she didn't throw anything. It was left at my doorstep and I wasn't aware that the gesture was going to be...received so poorly. You're welcome to have it, seeing as I'm sure it would fit you quite nicely as well.
[His eyebrows lift. Ah yes, this gets more interesting by the moment.]
Is that so? Perhaps you'll have to show me, then.
[Lucifer no.]
Is that so? Perhaps you'll have to show me, then.
[Lucifer no.]
[He looks positively thrilled to hear this.]
Such as this little exchange right here? I wasn't expecting this at all. It's quite exciting, really.
Such as this little exchange right here? I wasn't expecting this at all. It's quite exciting, really.
[His eyebrows climb higher.]
You have, have you? [He may not be naive, but he is predictable.] That's rather kind of you, though techinically he didn't kill you. And technically I would say your real is closer to that title. Or Evelyn perhaps. But he is in the top three, I would agree...
You have, have you? [He may not be naive, but he is predictable.] That's rather kind of you, though techinically he didn't kill you. And technically I would say your real is closer to that title. Or Evelyn perhaps. But he is in the top three, I would agree...
( elena smiles, and she's almost sad he can't see it. )
Do you really believe that? Do you honestly believe she can trust you to be her genuine friend when you speak to me of technicalities? No wonder you were chosen for your post, you're more impressive than I thought.
Do you really believe that? Do you honestly believe she can trust you to be her genuine friend when you speak to me of technicalities? No wonder you were chosen for your post, you're more impressive than I thought.
I'm quite easy to trust. I don't lie, after all.
And while yes, I am very impressive, I don't believe that had anything to do with my post. You know, the one I never wanted.
I certainly was good at it, though.
And while yes, I am very impressive, I don't believe that had anything to do with my post. You know, the one I never wanted.
I certainly was good at it, though.
Lots of things are easy to kill, my dear. But you'll find I'm not much of a killer, either.
[Oh, but the sight of that name up on the mirror makes his tense, his eyes going a little wide. He has heard not a whisper about his own mirror until now, and that is...well, it's telling in all the worst ways.]
Does he, now.
[His voice is tight, his lips pursed.]
[Oh, but the sight of that name up on the mirror makes his tense, his eyes going a little wide. He has heard not a whisper about his own mirror until now, and that is...well, it's telling in all the worst ways.]
Does he, now.
[His voice is tight, his lips pursed.]
( and there it is.
elena's non-writing hand flattens on the mirror, studying lucifer's expression with a detached sense of curiosity. she can't feel anything more than that, or so she tells herself. but perhaps she feels a twisted sense of kinship. she, too, has fallen. those who once loved her want an impossible thing. they want the human girl who would eagerly allow herself to be consumed by fire. a girl who did not understand that vampirism holds a power humanity never will. )
He's so judgy, and a little too eager to please your Father. I don't think you would like him.
elena's non-writing hand flattens on the mirror, studying lucifer's expression with a detached sense of curiosity. she can't feel anything more than that, or so she tells herself. but perhaps she feels a twisted sense of kinship. she, too, has fallen. those who once loved her want an impossible thing. they want the human girl who would eagerly allow herself to be consumed by fire. a girl who did not understand that vampirism holds a power humanity never will. )
He's so judgy, and a little too eager to please your Father. I don't think you would like him.
[He looks like he's straight up sucked on a lemon. And here he thought his mirror might be what everyone sees him as; evil, irredeemable, a monster.
This is better than that for everyone else in Wonderland, this he knows. But for him?
This might be the worst thing he could possibly imagine.]
No, I don't think I would. [A beat.] I take it you aren't fond of him, either?
This is better than that for everyone else in Wonderland, this he knows. But for him?
This might be the worst thing he could possibly imagine.]
No, I don't think I would. [A beat.] I take it you aren't fond of him, either?
My emotions are on vacation. One of the perks of being a vampire. I don't really feel anything for him, ultimately. I suppose I wouldn't if I could. He thinks us vulgar. ( and no doubt worthy of the damnation his Father created.
ironically enough, elena believes in hell now. she knows that's where she is going if she ever dies.
it's why she'll always be a deathless girl. )
ironically enough, elena believes in hell now. she knows that's where she is going if she ever dies.
it's why she'll always be a deathless girl. )
If that's the case, what exactly is it you believe you've chosen me for?
[He's happy to turn the subject away from his mirror, the perfect son his Father no doubt wanted. The one who would have actually turned out to be the favorite he actually desired, as opposed to the one that he got.]
[He's happy to turn the subject away from his mirror, the perfect son his Father no doubt wanted. The one who would have actually turned out to be the favorite he actually desired, as opposed to the one that he got.]
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