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]

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?