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.]

Comments

wrapping? c:

[vixening]

[ no, that much does make sense. if the situations were flipped, yennefer would be fairly adamant about not learning anything from him, either. it gives the teacher too much power, and they're both aware of how even the slightest shift in whatever arrangement they have could tip the scales.

and the thing is - no, she's not looking at him. she can't see him mocking her in that way, exactly. but she has all been teaching what amounts to children, and grew up in a school full of teenage and slightly older girls - she doesn't need to see anything to feel it in the air, to know exactly what he's doing. that doesn't mean she'll care enough to acknowledge it.

even at his answer, she only gives a hum in acknowledgment. if that's how he wants to play this, then fine. it's not a smart idea as far as she's concerned, but it also isn't her problem. at least not right now. it's when he pulls out the other butterfly that she actually does glance up, watches the whole show, and... well. at least it works.

yennefer lets her attention return to her organizing, letting another moment or so pass before her eyes flicker up to him - impatient, somehow. ]

Was there anything else you needed? Or are we done here?

[ aka, she's done here. you can leave. ]

gotta get the last word

[thedevilwhorose]

[He's already turning away from her even as she speaks. He didn't intend to be here long, gets an itch throughout his vessel anytime he's in her scope. It's a problem he made worse, sure, but it's a problem he should do something about, someday.

But he's not certain he'll be able to.

He tosses a hand up in a wave as he exits.] Naaah. Enjoy your goodie bag.