[Closed]

[familysucks]

Who: Michael & Eddie; Michael & Claire; Michael & Lucifer; Michael & Wanda
When: May/June
Where: Solvunn, Horizon
What: May quest threads and other closed starters
Warnings: None yet, will add as required

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[familysucks]

If they were in the diner? Quite possibly. But they're not, and they don't have an audience—the larger the crowd, the shorter Michael's temper gets—so instead he looks on with a disapproving frown.

This is what he gets for giving his brother the time of day. Somehow, he's not surprised. For all the names he's known by, Lucifer is always Lucifer.

(i.e. a brat, most of the time.)

"Are you sure that's what you'd ask of me?" Michael snaps his fingers and the walls of Josselyn's home flicker. For half a second they're the bars of the Cage, a featureless black void stretching beyond. He still has that replica kicking around a dark corner of the forest. The vision is gone as quickly as it came, and the blood on the floor along with it. "I help you, and you antagonize me in my own domain. For all your harping on about change you prove over and over again that you're incapable of it, little brother."

Michael stands. They're done here.

"Clearly you can figure out blood sacrifices on your own."

[thedevilwhorose]

Clearly.

Half a second is time-too much. Lucifer's instant-reaction terror is there, quickly swallowed up by rage, stepping up to the bars even as the vision fades.

And then the rage dips down under another, just as dangerous level. Delight.

He brought this upon himself--isn't that how it always goes? But he's already shaken out his wings, his nerves, his anger. He smiles and it nearly reaches his eyes.

"I'd have to be able to put my faith into you, for me to ask anything of you that would have any effect," he says melodiously.

They are done here.

He drops out of the Horizon.