Set my sights on the setting sun

[thedevilwhorose]

Who: Lucifer
When: July and August
Where: Thorne, Horizon
What: Catch-all
Warnings: me apparently not being able to label prompts correctly alphabetical




Heaven talks, but not to me
'Cause Heaven knows that nothing good comes free ♫
[Will match style.]

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[a_better_man]

...That can't be good.

[Mat spends a fair bit of time by the stables himself. He just likes horses. He hasn't bothered with one of his own, but there's certain castle mounts he's particularly fond of and borrows often.

He's on his way back, to get in his theorbo practice for the day, when he witnesses the same sight as Lucifer and stops up short. He knows he's not the source of this.]

You alright?

[He raises his voice to call out, not inclined to move from where he stands.]

[thedevilwhorose]

Alright in the sense that I haven't been eviscerated by a portal. [Less great when he sees the meaty paw of a hound step out and the flair of red eyes, but the red ears and white fur sets off what Lucifer is expecting.

Hellhounds aren't white.

Hellhounds are also invisible to most entities, so he calls out as he backs up slowly.] Can you see them?

[The rumors he's caught didn't include hounds. And the rift closes after two more paw out behind the first, before Lucifer could even consider shoving his face into it. But he's been stuck on another side of a rift before, he likely wouldn't risk it a second time.]

[a_better_man]

You mean the odd eyed deer hounds hopping through the hole in the air? Yeah, I see'm.

[Mat identifies them as deer hounds simply because he's read descriptions of the Andorian deer hounds bred in the capital. White with chestnut ears. Just like these beasties.

Red eyes, however, were never mentioned. Red eyes are usually not good things. Not natural things. That sets him a bit on edge, much as he likes dogs.]

Hard to miss, really. You sure you're alright?

[thedevilwhorose]

It means they're not hellhounds. At least, not the hellhounds I'm familiar with. But--well, glowing red eyes, that's kind of a staple, y'know?

[He's not really a dog person. He had one that he loved and cherished and she's dead, because some dumb demon thought to use her as a distraction and while sure it could've worked out for Lucifer in the long run, it didn't, so now he's just mad about it.

Oh wait he was supposed to be clarifying that he was alright.] Just, if they were hellhounds, you wouldn't be able to see them. Did you hear anything about those rifts? [He is not taking his eyes off the hounds and trying very hard to keep moving back in a way that doesn't have them circling. He doesn't trust flying, doesn't trust that it won't send them into a frenzy.]

[a_better_man]

No, usually not a good sign. But...they seem like normal dogs aside of that. Hey there, friends. Where'd you come from, huh?

[Mat crouches down and whistles low, holding out a hand for one of the hounds. It's not as though they've come charging through with fangs bared and hackles up. Nothing in their demeanor or body language says they're any threat.]

And I heard a bit. You know how it is, tavern talk. Nothing solid or trustworthy.

[His attention is well and truly on the dogs now. Poor things. They obviously aren't a breed that lives in Thorne, he's seen all sorts of hunting and house hounds about. Never ones like these. Whatever's happened, the animals are displaced. Light knows he can sympathize.]

[thedevilwhorose]

[He also comes 'equipped' with glowing red eyes ha ha ha funny how that works out.] 'Normal.' Right. [Enough, he supposes.

Lucifer's often a kill first maybe consider things after, so he's shifting like a bird about to take flight when Mat goes to approach them, expecting the worst.] I couldn't see anything beyond the rift. I wonder if they were sent here by someone.

[a_better_man]

Either sent or stumbled through unknowing. As I doubt they'd be able to call up a portal themselves.

[Mat keeps his slow approach, noting the movement of the animals. With his other hand he reaches into his coat pocket, pulling out a bit of jerky he'd been planning to snack on later.

There's always a very quick way to win over a dog. Any sort of dog.]

There we are, you're alright aren't you? Course you are.

[His eyes flick up to Lucifer as he holds the treat out, catching the nearest of the hounds' attention.]

Just relax. If you get all restless and all, they will, too. Trust me, I know animals. And these pretty four legged friends are clearly domesticated, which means we can't just let'em run loose. Dogs used to living with a person don't fare well when let loose on their own.

[thedevilwhorose]

If they're restless it's because they've come out from some mysterious not because of me. [It's because of him.] I think you're seeing what you want to see and--don't get me wrong, I'm all for keeping unhinged animals around, but... [They're also not unhinged. He just thinks Mat is far too trusting and oh yeah that's likely how he has any relaxed association with Lucifer.

Well.] You can't just put some mystery animal to some unsuspecting home like everyone is going to thrive. [Sure he likes chaos and bloodshed but.] If something goes wrong guess where fingers are gonna be pointing.

[a_better_man]

[Mat simply lifts his head to give Lucifer a bland look as he scratches the ears of the hound literally eating out of his hand. The feel of the canine tongue on his hand and the familiar distinct sent of dog are comforting and familiar.]

Oh yes, these are terribly mysterious and dangerous animals. Look at them. So frightening.

[Whatever they might be, it's clear to him that they're domestic and used to people. Some sort of people, anyway. They remind him a bit of the baker's dogs, back home.]

Look, I can't keep a dog, let alone a small brace of them. I would if I could. Always wanted a dog of my own. But as I share a single bedroom, least I can do is help find them someplace safe.

[thedevilwhorose]

[Part of him wishes the dogs would just. Bite off his arm from the elbow down. Prove that just because something looks like a kind animal doesn't mean it is.

Make him learn a lesson.

It's likely best for both of them that doesn't happen. Lucifer can't heal and the basic first aid lessons he got from Nadine doesn't cover severed limbs, though he imagines if he messaged her in a panic she'd have something to offer him.

But he'd likely reach out to Rhy first.] Fine. [He doesn't have to like it. Don't look at him and you won't see him rolling his eyes.] Do you have anywhere in mind?