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"AH.. pricipality.."
very few things left lucifer felling wrong footed. finding hiself playing host to a rogue demon *not* under his employ, and his rougue angel boyfriend, was quickly adding ot that list f things, dobled on the fact both had been flet greviously ingured by his least favouit archangel after using his favourite angelic brother as a trogan horse.
said grviously ingured angel who had made his first appearace on his own two feet after arriving, right shoulder and left wing still bound inplace to try and encouraging healign. the arm should recover.
the wing ... the wing might be a lost cause. no wanted to say it yet, lucifer might have willing vut his off a few times, but even he understood the deep trama that came with wing injures. and with it ruined that way it was, it ment the angel was unable to tuck either of them away, forced to remain hidden int he lair of his greatest foe lest he be seen by humans or foes alike.
the [innerment] would set in in its own time. yet another thing on hte horizen to be tabled for a dater date
nothing to be done about it noe. in he meantime, tiem to look after his unwilling guests.
"You look liely today; am i correc in believeing you are one of the few eternals who are familour with breakfast?"
for a very tired looking angel, he perked up like a damn sunbeam, "indeed i am, uh.. lord.." he fretted, and lucifer souldnt help the smirk from forming.
perhaps if it was another time, he'd of basked in hte joy or drawing out the awkwardness and unease. "Just Lucifer is fine."
th anel loafed in place, and lucfier was remined of a few dozen cat videos he'd seen with trixie. "please call me Azirpahle, then, if you please."
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t was still the two of them after food was finished; crolwey wasn't liekly to wake up until after noon unless he had to and lucifer;s humans had jobs to attend to. Maze was off working too, it seemedd, though she said she jsut needed to wrap up the hunt she was on and planned ot be back by early afternoon. amenidal was looking both into micheal betrayal, and a way to heal the damage sandelphon had rendered to azrpahle's wing.
his wing.. it was only a matter of time until it made it's way into the light conversaion- mostly circling aorund the delights of the huamn world; azirpahle might be a good 50 to hundred years out of fashion, but he was every bit hte headenist lucifer was.once htey fond common ground - food and liqur, they where pasing the time comparing favourite restuants and wines.
unfortualy, a lull int he conversation presented itself, and azirpahel sraightened, clearly reading himself to ask for soemthing. curisous, lucifer allowed him the time to gather his words.
"I realise there is a danger in ... even voicing this. but.. may i ask a favour of you?"
LUcifer motioned for him to go on.
"I ... i have.. mostly.. coem to terms with te fact..t hat aminidal is unlikely to find me aid. An..ANd.."
Lucifer filled a tumblr with his best scothc, passing it tothe angle's nerviosuly tapping good hand. he sipped at it - it was a good schothc after all.
"should it come to it - and i believe it will - would you be willing to cut off my wing?"
'excuse me?"
"I can't bare to ask crolwey to do this. it would destory him. and ii have coem to laern quiet a bit about you, your lordship. You are not cruel for cureliy's sake. and you liekly have the tools at hand that would be powerful enoughh to sever the limb."
"i do." luficer confirmed, sitting back. "Amenidal is looking, we can find a way to fix this -"
"It may be to late, if he does not return soon."
Lucifer frowned. "WHat do you mean?"
azirpahel finished the sctoch, before turnign his back to the devil. a bold move, lucifer would give him that.
Other than the horrid way it hung there, lucifer didn't see anything wrong at first. "DOn't look with your human eyes," azirpahel murrmered, "but.. please do be careful. i've dimmed myself as much as i can..."
He was still bright, betwrrn plains, but droppong his human facad, lucifer could look at he angel with his true face, and he could see hte dark... rot... taking hold of the wing. he wasn't falling - it wasn't a warm burn of damnation. instead it waws a cold slime staritng to build up in hte feathers, breaking down teh celestail energy - returning it tothe void they where all Called up from. "DOes corlwey knw about this?"
"He can tell something is off. it seems to fade when he preens then, so he's been doing that - but .. itss comeing back faster each time."
"wwhat deos it fele like - to you? burning?"
"Nohting. it feels like nothing. i can't feel anythign in my wing - if i could not fouch it with my free hand, i wouldn't know it was htere. but it grows heavery each hour. like i'm being shoved to the ground, forced into the mud. the only thing keeping my mind clear of late is the pain from my corperasl body. but that heals, and i worry that i cna't stave it off much longer."
very few things left lucifer felling wrong footed. finding hiself playing host to a rogue demon *not* under his employ, and his rougue angel boyfriend, was quickly adding ot that list f things, dobled on the fact both had been flet greviously ingured by his least favouit archangel after using his favourite angelic brother as a trogan horse.
said grviously ingured angel who had made his first appearace on his own two feet after arriving, right shoulder and left wing still bound inplace to try and encouraging healign. the arm should recover.
the wing ... the wing might be a lost cause. no wanted to say it yet, lucifer might have willing vut his off a few times, but even he understood the deep trama that came with wing injures. and with it ruined that way it was, it ment the angel was unable to tuck either of them away, forced to remain hidden int he lair of his greatest foe lest he be seen by humans or foes alike.
the [innerment] would set in in its own time. yet another thing on hte horizen to be tabled for a dater date
nothing to be done about it noe. in he meantime, tiem to look after his unwilling guests.
"You look liely today; am i correc in believeing you are one of the few eternals who are familour with breakfast?"
for a very tired looking angel, he perked up like a damn sunbeam, "indeed i am, uh.. lord.." he fretted, and lucifer souldnt help the smirk from forming.
perhaps if it was another time, he'd of basked in hte joy or drawing out the awkwardness and unease. "Just Lucifer is fine."
th anel loafed in place, and lucfier was remined of a few dozen cat videos he'd seen with trixie. "please call me Azirpahle, then, if you please."
-
t was still the two of them after food was finished; crolwey wasn't liekly to wake up until after noon unless he had to and lucifer;s humans had jobs to attend to. Maze was off working too, it seemedd, though she said she jsut needed to wrap up the hunt she was on and planned ot be back by early afternoon. amenidal was looking both into micheal betrayal, and a way to heal the damage sandelphon had rendered to azrpahle's wing.
his wing.. it was only a matter of time until it made it's way into the light conversaion- mostly circling aorund the delights of the huamn world; azirpahle might be a good 50 to hundred years out of fashion, but he was every bit hte headenist lucifer was.once htey fond common ground - food and liqur, they where pasing the time comparing favourite restuants and wines.
unfortualy, a lull int he conversation presented itself, and azirpahel sraightened, clearly reading himself to ask for soemthing. curisous, lucifer allowed him the time to gather his words.
"I realise there is a danger in ... even voicing this. but.. may i ask a favour of you?"
LUcifer motioned for him to go on.
"I ... i have.. mostly.. coem to terms with te fact..t hat aminidal is unlikely to find me aid. An..ANd.."
Lucifer filled a tumblr with his best scothc, passing it tothe angle's nerviosuly tapping good hand. he sipped at it - it was a good schothc after all.
"should it come to it - and i believe it will - would you be willing to cut off my wing?"
'excuse me?"
"I can't bare to ask crolwey to do this. it would destory him. and ii have coem to laern quiet a bit about you, your lordship. You are not cruel for cureliy's sake. and you liekly have the tools at hand that would be powerful enoughh to sever the limb."
"i do." luficer confirmed, sitting back. "Amenidal is looking, we can find a way to fix this -"
"It may be to late, if he does not return soon."
Lucifer frowned. "WHat do you mean?"
azirpahel finished the sctoch, before turnign his back to the devil. a bold move, lucifer would give him that.
Other than the horrid way it hung there, lucifer didn't see anything wrong at first. "DOn't look with your human eyes," azirpahel murrmered, "but.. please do be careful. i've dimmed myself as much as i can..."
He was still bright, betwrrn plains, but droppong his human facad, lucifer could look at he angel with his true face, and he could see hte dark... rot... taking hold of the wing. he wasn't falling - it wasn't a warm burn of damnation. instead it waws a cold slime staritng to build up in hte feathers, breaking down teh celestail energy - returning it tothe void they where all Called up from. "DOes corlwey knw about this?"
"He can tell something is off. it seems to fade when he preens then, so he's been doing that - but .. itss comeing back faster each time."
"wwhat deos it fele like - to you? burning?"
"Nohting. it feels like nothing. i can't feel anythign in my wing - if i could not fouch it with my free hand, i wouldn't know it was htere. but it grows heavery each hour. like i'm being shoved to the ground, forced into the mud. the only thing keeping my mind clear of late is the pain from my corperasl body. but that heals, and i worry that i cna't stave it off much longer."
