I don't trust, but I see right in front of me

[thedevilwhorose]

Who: Lucifer, others
When: May & June
Where: Thorne, Nott, Nocwich, the Horizon
What: OTA prompts and some closed things
Warnings:
Nocwich with Castiel: Cyfaill-induced Problems.
Nocwich with Istredd: A Lot of Blood, animal death, part harvesting, ???? it's a weird thread




I don't know who to betray. ♫
[Will match style.]

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[thedevilwhorose]

This dumb kid shouldn't have gotten beyond all of Lucifer's defenses and yet in Lucifer trying to use and manipulate him and then failing and... everything that followed...

Well.

Here they are.

Wilhelm breached Lucifer's defenses before even Istredd did, and that is the most crowning achievement possible.

"There is an... advantage here that I never had expected," he admits. They are trapped, yes, but Wilhelm isn't wrong that their immaterial barriers are lessened. And then, an aggrieved, put-upon sigh, "And the people in this faction," specifically Thorne, thanks, "don't completely suck."

There is the bare underlining of genuine fondness to those words.

Lucifer has. Become very... attached to many of the Thorne Summoned. Not just Istredd, and Wilhelm, and Kell, though they are the prime factors.

[ordinar]

That's one crown he'll happily take. Maybe Lucifer didn't get the spy he was trying to mold, but somewhere in all that raw messiness the truth split open, Wilhelm found a better reason to give his loyalty to him. While Lucifer sighs, Wilhelm smiles.

"I'm touched."

It's shaped like a joke, with a hand exaggeratedly clasped to his heart, but he means it too. He hears the fondness pushing at Lucifer's words like uncertain shoots unfurling from the earth. He knows that he has a hard time allowing his emotions, especially the kind with soft underbellies, to just breathe.

[thedevilwhorose]

"Yeah, yeah, don't let it go to your head," Lucifer says, as though Wilhelm hasn't had an abundance of allowances. That Wilhelm could commit any crime and Lucifer would just think 'hm, How to Cover.'

But, he supposes, they've already done that. Lucifer's certain the truth of what happened with Wilhelm's tarot card and their first time in Nocwich will never come out. There's too many safety precautions, including (still) throwing Lucifer under the (metaphorical, thanks, Future Bay) bus.

"Try not to get kidnapped again, alright, my sanity can't handle all this."

All the Teenage Drama, as though that was the source of Josselyn's Schemes.

[ordinar]

This crooked smile says that he's letting it go to his head at least a little. Surely that's preferable to the sharp uncertainty Wilhelm used to hold in front of him like a weapon, back during the dark months when so much space lay between them.

"I'm not planning on it."

Though, he thinks about it more than he cares to admit. It follows him with the persistence of a nightmare, the fear that somehow he'll get snatched up again, taken somewhere dark and obscure. The enchanted trinket in his pocket is a small reassurance he'll hold on tight to. He pats it again, pushes his hand through his hair.

"Hey, let me know if you ever want some help in the garden again."

wrap here?

[thedevilwhorose]

Well, it persists in Lucifer's thoughts, too. That he's going to wake up and they're all going to be gone again, at once. Shouldn't be a problem, shouldn't have ever been a problem, but it is, and it haunts him.

He chuckles at the mention of gardening, because he has..... actually kept up with it. At this point it's both a joke and something to fill his day with, because he can't really just shut his mind off and list away through decades like he did in the Cage. He has minutes and hours and days and months and now over a year to fill.

"I could always use a hand."

He gets up then, gets an actual plate of food, but retakes his seat and settles into the odd familiarity that they've cultivated.