~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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Alright! I hear you!
[He calls from somewhere deep inside the room. Now that's he vacated his room on the 10th floor in exchange for a bachelor pad above his bar, it takes him time to get all the way to the door.
Eventually, though, he pulls it open, eyebrows lifting in surprise.]
Ah, if it isn't Nik. What do I owe the pleasure?
[He calls from somewhere deep inside the room. Now that's he vacated his room on the 10th floor in exchange for a bachelor pad above his bar, it takes him time to get all the way to the door.
Eventually, though, he pulls it open, eyebrows lifting in surprise.]
Ah, if it isn't Nik. What do I owe the pleasure?
[ any other day, the overly familiar and mocking use of his nickname might drudge from klaus feelings of agitation, resentment, annoyance, and perhaps in the right context, violence.
today, however, klaus' only response is the tightening of his smile and, oh right, how he pushes past lucifer into satan's own apartment uninvited. then he stops, pauses, looks around: searching for his sister, even a small sign or sense of her. nothing, at first blush.
and brow lifts at just how easy it was. ] Ah, well, [ he turns to lucifer, the smile back in place ] I guess you aren't human.
today, however, klaus' only response is the tightening of his smile and, oh right, how he pushes past lucifer into satan's own apartment uninvited. then he stops, pauses, looks around: searching for his sister, even a small sign or sense of her. nothing, at first blush.
and brow lifts at just how easy it was. ] Ah, well, [ he turns to lucifer, the smile back in place ] I guess you aren't human.
[Lucifer seems to give zero fucks about being pushed aside, instead following him further inside.]
If you wanted a drink, all you had to do was ask.
[His eyebrows lift slightly at the comment before he breathes out a huff of laughter.]
Of course I'm not human. I'm the Devil. I thought that was pretty obvious.
If you wanted a drink, all you had to do was ask.
[His eyebrows lift slightly at the comment before he breathes out a huff of laughter.]
Of course I'm not human. I'm the Devil. I thought that was pretty obvious.
[ obvious to those without the benefit of two brain cells to rub together, perhaps. klaus is of the more cautiously thinking sort. prone to paranoia the like, he's always considered lucifer's claims to be that of a mad man, someone hiding a different but less dramatic secret, or even the god's honest truth. (pardon the phrase.)
this certainly is a step in the right direction to the truth. if lucifer's knows where his sister is, he's either formidable ally or quite an interesting enemy.
that smile of klaus' is not quite meeting his eyes, but it stretchespolitely at lucifer's comment. in other circumstances, klaus might make the effort to be more subtle, but subtlety did go out the window the moment freya disappeared. ] There are always those self-important types who like to exaggerate. I thought that fit you, [ he says, gesturing to lucifer, and clearly still thinking it does, regardless, ] though my sister seems to like it.
this certainly is a step in the right direction to the truth. if lucifer's knows where his sister is, he's either formidable ally or quite an interesting enemy.
that smile of klaus' is not quite meeting his eyes, but it stretches
It's not like I'm telling a tall tale or something. I've been the Devil for thousands of years, it would be silly for me to lie about it.
[He chuckles at that, gesturing with a hand toward himself.]
Yes, well, I imagine plenty of the woman who have enjoyed my company are someone's sister. You'll have to clarify which one is yours.
[He doesn't care enough about most of these people to keep track of their social circle outside, well, himself.]
[He chuckles at that, gesturing with a hand toward himself.]
Yes, well, I imagine plenty of the woman who have enjoyed my company are someone's sister. You'll have to clarify which one is yours.
[He doesn't care enough about most of these people to keep track of their social circle outside, well, himself.]
[ well. there goes any pretense of a smile; it falls completely at the insult, only the murderous wrath left behind. another day, another crisis, perhaps klaus wouldn't extend his arm with the barest effort to push lucifer into the nearest wall. but it is today, and it is his sister he's insulting, and perhaps he'll revel in the outlet.
sorry not sorry about the you-shaped dent in the wall and the mess of falling plaster, by the way ]
sorry not sorry about the you-shaped dent in the wall and the mess of falling plaster, by the way ]
Edited 2016-11-04 20:07 (UTC)
[Well, he wasn't going to be surprised by violence, but he sure wasn't expecting that.
He hits the wall with a giant explosion of dush and pieces of drywall, but instead of the sound of pain, Klaus only hears a whooping noise followed by laughter from amid the destruction. That said, Klaus would likely have felt quite a bit of resistance against his hand when he shoved him.
He stands and dusts himself off as he walks through the empty space now between them.]
Bravo! Seems like I'm not the only one around here who isn't human. Even more interesting, I have to wonder what happened to illicit that kind of response to a simple joke. I'm supposed to be all about exaggeration, am I not?
He hits the wall with a giant explosion of dush and pieces of drywall, but instead of the sound of pain, Klaus only hears a whooping noise followed by laughter from amid the destruction. That said, Klaus would likely have felt quite a bit of resistance against his hand when he shoved him.
He stands and dusts himself off as he walks through the empty space now between them.]
Bravo! Seems like I'm not the only one around here who isn't human. Even more interesting, I have to wonder what happened to illicit that kind of response to a simple joke. I'm supposed to be all about exaggeration, am I not?
[ he did feel the resistance, and what a relief it is to encounter a challenge. though the laughter is quite a atypical response, there is no change in klaus' expression; honestly it's only encouraging that lucifer doesn't have a scratch on him. the light, mocking note of lucifer's voice is also encouraging, considering just how often it's grated on him here and in their alternate realities.
(he remembers that lucifer is all about exaggeration. he also doesn't care.)
he's in no mood for questions, considering the rage in him that needs a target: klaus stalks forward to meet lucifer, and lifts his fist for a fight. ]
(he remembers that lucifer is all about exaggeration. he also doesn't care.)
he's in no mood for questions, considering the rage in him that needs a target: klaus stalks forward to meet lucifer, and lifts his fist for a fight. ]
Edited 2016-11-04 20:36 (UTC)
[He can quickly tell that letting off that bit of steam wasn't going to be enough for good ol' Nik here, and Lucifer is all too happy to give him exactly what he wants.
A fight.]
Ah, so we're going to do this are we? Finally something interesting!
[Because Klaus is clearly no ordinary human and Lucifer has been itching for something and this might be just the thing to scratch it. His teeth are bared in a wicked smile as he lifts his own fist, not caring whether Klaus strikes him or not as he aims to hit him right back.]
A fight.]
Ah, so we're going to do this are we? Finally something interesting!
[Because Klaus is clearly no ordinary human and Lucifer has been itching for something and this might be just the thing to scratch it. His teeth are bared in a wicked smile as he lifts his own fist, not caring whether Klaus strikes him or not as he aims to hit him right back.]
[ ah, if only klaus were so honest and straightforward as to feel the same way and let lucifer's fist collide with his face. his own punch is a feint and one he follows up by moving preternaturally fast to both avoid lucifer's hit and flip him, slamming him forcefully onto the ground. then he'll reach down to grab lucifer's shirtfront for something equally as unpleasant. ]
Edited 2016-11-04 21:05 (UTC)
[Lucifer doesn't seem to fight the momentum of Klaus' attack, the ground beneath his back cracking loudly beneath him, though Lucifer still seems to be no worse for the wear.]
That's it. A bit more of that and it might actually do more than tickle.
[He grabs Klaus' wrist as its hand grasps his shirt, squeezing tightly to prevent him from stepping away before driving his knee up into his stomach.]
That's it. A bit more of that and it might actually do more than tickle.
[He grabs Klaus' wrist as its hand grasps his shirt, squeezing tightly to prevent him from stepping away before driving his knee up into his stomach.]
[ he never does quite get to drag lucifer through the metaphorical mud (and actual bits of his wall) for the knee to his stomach actually does force the breath out of him. a lesser man might topple, but klaus merely grunts, the whooshing sound of his breath followed but the terrible crack of the floor as klaus lifts lucifier to slam him back onto it.
(so many lucifer-shaped holes o.O)
he would like to make lucifer feel a tickle, or better yet, bleed. klaus is not feinting now; he pulls his free fist back to break a jaw or an eye socket. ]
(so many lucifer-shaped holes o.O)
he would like to make lucifer feel a tickle, or better yet, bleed. klaus is not feinting now; he pulls his free fist back to break a jaw or an eye socket. ]
[Well, that's certainly not pleasurable by any standards. This man has a great deal more force behind him than anything outside of Heaven or Hell in his experience, and he would probably be in pretty bad shape by now if one of his brothers were doing this to him.]
Like to be on top, do you? I know the feeling.
[His grip on Klaus' wrist tightens further as his other hand reaches around the back of his head, pulling it sharply down towards his to crash their skulls together. Then, as he's hopefully recovering from the blow, Lucifer brings up both feet instead of just a knee, planting them against the hybrid's chest to try and launch him away.]
Like to be on top, do you? I know the feeling.
[His grip on Klaus' wrist tightens further as his other hand reaches around the back of his head, pulling it sharply down towards his to crash their skulls together. Then, as he's hopefully recovering from the blow, Lucifer brings up both feet instead of just a knee, planting them against the hybrid's chest to try and launch him away.]
[ he could do without the commentary, truth be told, but it's yet to truly bother him with more than passing irritation. he lets it add and tend to the flame regardless; the rage he wishes to direct to who or what really deserves his ire and retribution has found a mark, for now.
it's even satisfying, feeling the anger in reaction to that dizzying head trauma, dealt so easily and brutally klaus can feel the bones breaking and taste the blood filling his mouth. he's on his way to healed even as his body crashes into the bar, breaking and splintering oh so many furnishings.
something akin in a growl leaves his throat, the blood still wet on his face, his curls hanging over his forehead. he gets to his feet, no worse for wear.
he's coming for you again, lucy :') ]
it's even satisfying, feeling the anger in reaction to that dizzying head trauma, dealt so easily and brutally klaus can feel the bones breaking and taste the blood filling his mouth. he's on his way to healed even as his body crashes into the bar, breaking and splintering oh so many furnishings.
something akin in a growl leaves his throat, the blood still wet on his face, his curls hanging over his forehead. he gets to his feet, no worse for wear.
he's coming for you again, lucy :') ]
Looks like you're going to need a new shirt, friend.
[You know, since he's now bleeding all over it. That said, it's easy enough to notice that the man's flesh knits back together without so much as a touch which certainly leaves Lucifer even more interested.]
What are you?
[He realizes he might not get an answer, not right now, because Klaus is coming for him again, and he's all too happy to give him what he wants. He stands there, waiting, relaxed, only giving him a hand gesture; a single wave of his hand towards himself, urging him onward.]
[You know, since he's now bleeding all over it. That said, it's easy enough to notice that the man's flesh knits back together without so much as a touch which certainly leaves Lucifer even more interested.]
What are you?
[He realizes he might not get an answer, not right now, because Klaus is coming for him again, and he's all too happy to give him what he wants. He stands there, waiting, relaxed, only giving him a hand gesture; a single wave of his hand towards himself, urging him onward.]
[ what else is new in klaus' life :') blood on all his shirts all day every day :')
it's a good question. astute, even. if he weren't having so much fun, relatively speaking of course, klaus would be wondering exactly what being the devil means as well. so far it seems incredible durability, increased strength...
lucifer will get an answer. perhaps it's the condescending hand wave, but halfway through stalking forward, klaus is in front of him in the blink of an eye, his hand jutting up in a move that would crush another man's throat. his fingers tighten around lucifer's larynx; klaus smiles. ]
Much faster than you.
it's a good question. astute, even. if he weren't having so much fun, relatively speaking of course, klaus would be wondering exactly what being the devil means as well. so far it seems incredible durability, increased strength...
lucifer will get an answer. perhaps it's the condescending hand wave, but halfway through stalking forward, klaus is in front of him in the blink of an eye, his hand jutting up in a move that would crush another man's throat. his fingers tighten around lucifer's larynx; klaus smiles. ]
Much faster than you.
[It throat seems to remain solid beneath Klaus' grip, no matter how hard he seems to squeeze. Lucifer smiles at him.]
It seems that's the case, yes.
[And then he grabs the wrist of the hand around his neck with one hand so he can drive the fist of the other into the outer jut of his elbow, trying to force it to 'bend' the way it...shouldn't.]
You're not stronger than me, though. Nor as durable, unfortunately.
It seems that's the case, yes.
[And then he grabs the wrist of the hand around his neck with one hand so he can drive the fist of the other into the outer jut of his elbow, trying to force it to 'bend' the way it...shouldn't.]
You're not stronger than me, though. Nor as durable, unfortunately.
[ klaus cannot fight lucifer's grip nor avoid his well-aimed hit, though it's not from lack of trying. his smile fades long before the pure agony of his bone splintering and breaking has his knees nearly buckling, an inhuman, guttural cry erupting from his chest.
it's not often klaus is at the mercy of someone else's strength. it's even rarer that someone isn't one of his family, the extent of their strength considered. it reminds him: of the helplessness and pain of being weaker. it reminds of mikael, of esther, and more recently, of lucien.
and of marcel, more devastatingly.
in other words, it makes him angry. and anger is always an incredible force of motivation, he's found. no sooner does his bellow abate than his breath comes in growled bursts, his teeth bared and the rage in his eyes plain as he lifts his gaze. he is faster, and he'll use that to his advantage now: he uses his good arm to grab lucifer by the collar and launch him clear across the room. ]
it's not often klaus is at the mercy of someone else's strength. it's even rarer that someone isn't one of his family, the extent of their strength considered. it reminds him: of the helplessness and pain of being weaker. it reminds of mikael, of esther, and more recently, of lucien.
and of marcel, more devastatingly.
in other words, it makes him angry. and anger is always an incredible force of motivation, he's found. no sooner does his bellow abate than his breath comes in growled bursts, his teeth bared and the rage in his eyes plain as he lifts his gaze. he is faster, and he'll use that to his advantage now: he uses his good arm to grab lucifer by the collar and launch him clear across the room. ]
Edited 2016-11-13 22:44 (UTC)
[He realizes, belatedly, that perhaps he took this too far.
After all, Klaus is not his enemy, and even if the man might be able to heal the disastrous blow that was just dealt to him, no doubt it was horrifically painful, given the sound he made as it happened. It's a sound he hasn't heard since...
...well, since he left Hell.
His expression falters from one of joy to one of confusion and mild regret, though there's only a flash of it before Klaus literally hurls him across the room.
He hits the black marble bar with a sickening crack, though it's the hard rock itself that breaks at the stress, rather than his body. And while there's no real damage left behind, it sure didn't feel good. His words lack the previous glee as he pulls himself out of the ruins of his bar top.]
Taking this a bit far, aren't we?
After all, Klaus is not his enemy, and even if the man might be able to heal the disastrous blow that was just dealt to him, no doubt it was horrifically painful, given the sound he made as it happened. It's a sound he hasn't heard since...
...well, since he left Hell.
His expression falters from one of joy to one of confusion and mild regret, though there's only a flash of it before Klaus literally hurls him across the room.
He hits the black marble bar with a sickening crack, though it's the hard rock itself that breaks at the stress, rather than his body. And while there's no real damage left behind, it sure didn't feel good. His words lack the previous glee as he pulls himself out of the ruins of his bar top.]
Taking this a bit far, aren't we?
[ he feels little appreciation from the resulting violence, even though throwing the other man around had begun as therapeutic. flaring rage aside, klaus knows when he has met his match; despite any curiosity he might harbor about knowing lucifer's limits and weaknesses, he does not have the interest nor the luxury to learn now.
and, after all, they are not enemies, and he can ill afford more. his anger has been used and spent. klaus takes a few unsteady steps towards lucifer and pulls his bones back into place with a few sickening cracks so he might heal; he is tense and the pain radiates throughout his body, but he does not make a sound. his voice is muddled, his lips and tongue slipping on the fresh blood still staining his mouth. ] I believe we've met the end.
[ he lets his eyes settle on lucifer's, the question in the words plain if not the guarded hope, because he came here for a reason: ] I don't believe you've seen Freya. [ the implication is there to infer: this would not be over if he did. ]
and, after all, they are not enemies, and he can ill afford more. his anger has been used and spent. klaus takes a few unsteady steps towards lucifer and pulls his bones back into place with a few sickening cracks so he might heal; he is tense and the pain radiates throughout his body, but he does not make a sound. his voice is muddled, his lips and tongue slipping on the fresh blood still staining his mouth. ] I believe we've met the end.
[ he lets his eyes settle on lucifer's, the question in the words plain if not the guarded hope, because he came here for a reason: ] I don't believe you've seen Freya. [ the implication is there to infer: this would not be over if he did. ]
Edited 2016-11-15 22:41 (UTC)
Glad to hear it. I have enough to clean up as it is.
[Always one to make it seem like he's the one put out, even if he's really just trying to make himself feel better about...doing that to his arm. He even winces as Klaus sets the limb without a word right in front of him. He's not sure what that would even feel like, but he has a rather vivid imagination at least.]
That's because I haven't seen her. I'm many things, but a liar isn't one of them. [He stands a little straight, straightening his tie and rebuttoning his jacket.] Besides, I consider her something of a friend. If she's missing, I'd be happy to help you try to find her.
[Always one to make it seem like he's the one put out, even if he's really just trying to make himself feel better about...doing that to his arm. He even winces as Klaus sets the limb without a word right in front of him. He's not sure what that would even feel like, but he has a rather vivid imagination at least.]
That's because I haven't seen her. I'm many things, but a liar isn't one of them. [He stands a little straight, straightening his tie and rebuttoning his jacket.] Besides, I consider her something of a friend. If she's missing, I'd be happy to help you try to find her.
[ they must be a match made somewhere, because klaus has as little concern for lucifer's whinging as he does for his arm. he's suffered worse, and with much more malicious intent.
many others might pale and stutter over the devil being honest, but klaus has no such reservations. he believes lucifer, in part because there is no sign of freya. also because he simply does; putting even their sojourn to hogwarts aside, it's obvious to him what lucifer would and would not do. and a lack of motive aside, klaus can detect honesty when it is leveled at him; lucifer's offer to help is not heard on deaf ears.
klaus hesitates. lucifer would be a powerful ally, but this is family. this needs discretion. ] As blessed [ pun intended bro ] as I would be to have the devil on my side, I know where I need to go from here.
[ he turns for the door. ]
many others might pale and stutter over the devil being honest, but klaus has no such reservations. he believes lucifer, in part because there is no sign of freya. also because he simply does; putting even their sojourn to hogwarts aside, it's obvious to him what lucifer would and would not do. and a lack of motive aside, klaus can detect honesty when it is leveled at him; lucifer's offer to help is not heard on deaf ears.
klaus hesitates. lucifer would be a powerful ally, but this is family. this needs discretion. ] As blessed [ pun intended bro ] as I would be to have the devil on my side, I know where I need to go from here.
[ he turns for the door. ]
Edited 2016-11-18 03:35 (UTC)
[I'm pretty sure the answer is hell.]
Yes, well, you know where to find me if you decide to change your mind. Either way, I look forward to seeing you both again soon. I have a suspicion you won't rest until you find her.
Yes, well, you know where to find me if you decide to change your mind. Either way, I look forward to seeing you both again soon. I have a suspicion you won't rest until you find her.
[ no, he won't, but lucifer's repeated offer has him slowing in his progress to leave. he slows to that stop, momentarily pulled off course by the realization: that lucifer not only feels like an ally, but like a friend, and might very well be, despite how vehemently klaus has tried to discount his fabricated memories and discount freya's link to the man.
it's a humbling thought, one that frustrates his better sense; agitates him because it's in part the result of wonderland's manipulations. still, he cannot help but consider to trust it, even against all the reasons to reject it. ] You tell me if you see her. [ those are his parting words; he speaks them and leaves without turning back. ]
it's a humbling thought, one that frustrates his better sense; agitates him because it's in part the result of wonderland's manipulations. still, he cannot help but consider to trust it, even against all the reasons to reject it. ] You tell me if you see her. [ those are his parting words; he speaks them and leaves without turning back. ]
Edited 2016-11-19 01:57 (UTC)
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