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.]

Comments

[the_keeper]

Sabine's order of the three interestingly is different, but decay and death, even of beings of higher orders of reality, is natural. Murder as an ending well equipped to be inside that same box; very little couldn't be stopped by some means, something bigger, somewhere.

She denotes the fact but not with much in the way of interest yet.

But to the second, Sabine's brow raises only every so marginally. Dry irony at the hypocrisy of the statement; she hadn't chosen to bother Lucifer, down in the dirt, working in the garden, to begin with. "Because?"

[thedevilwhorose]

Being in his general vicinity counts as bothering, even if by all right he entered her space, not vis versa. As though there weren't other people that Lucifer would quietly work without leaving to their peace.

"Because I said so," he sings. He raises his brows to her, and sharper, "Because you're so hard to ignore." He twitches a hand up, fingers turning like they're trying to grasp some invisible thread. "Little itch on my periphery, that just doesn't belong."

Sure makes him wonder if she does belong anywhere, but he doesn't care enough to ask. He has enough overlapping similarities with her boyfriend, he doesn't need them with her, too.

[the_keeper]

(And wouldn't that answer, to such an unasked question, be one for the playbooks.)


Somewhere there's a question of why she's still humoring this. Or maybe there will be later. (Maybe it's half-humor, half-baiting; knowing there's a dangerous caprice to Lucifer's emotions, patience, whims—shown here several times already—and what he does with the knowledge he both has-and-does-not-have could involve Jack.)

But she's not thinking hard on that when it's all too easy just to let the response to those words, still, half hitched back, roll out with no pause and the continued, unphased quirk of that eyebrow with deigned interest. "Which is to say, which exactly?"

"I should bother them because they'll love that fact, unlike you,

or they'll love me because they'll love the fact that you find me maddening?"

[thedevilwhorose]

"You know, it's probably both," he says, and that's the honest truth.

His family is weird, okay. They're all a special brand of chaos (you too, sorry Mikey) and yet they do have some crossed wires, as he's realizing more and more. The three of them would prefer to have zero similarities with each other.

And it sucks to be all of them in that case.