magicalarchaeologist: (folded arms)
Istredd ([personal profile] magicalarchaeologist) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-05-03 04:30 am (UTC)

This really can feel circular at times, but they have been together for a long time now. In the first year they were still learning, but they do fall into patterns, and they both enjoy the simplicity of not making things more complicated than they need to be. They've been happy for a long time now, but it's all been a smokescreen over lies and it's been leading here.

He throws his hands up, both of them apparently using their hands to communicate. He's not shouting but there's definitely some raised voice of a kind happening. At least they are communicating. Ish.

"There is no manual! There is no normalcy! We're not normal people. We're an archangel and a human who fell in love while captured to another sphere and we've been making it up for over a century. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing either."

They are definitely making some kind of scene as their first entrance to this place but Istredd did not teleport them directly into the main area of the Nether regardless. He figured they would have to get their story straight before going, so it was in a place where he knew he could probably start screaming at Lucifer. It still doesn't mean they're alone, but anyone watching is hopefully wise enough to avoid the situation.

Istredd breathes. He can see (feel) Lucifer attempting to do the same as he figures out what he wants. Their emotions are still so strong on the surface, even Lucifer, who was cold before but Istredd always manages to drag him whether he likes it or not. He put down a demand and now that he has, his heart is ready to leap out his chest. Because this could go wrong.

That is exactly what he needed to hear and Lucifer can sense the utter relief going through him when he does. It's difficult not to fear the worst when Lucifer's been cold, when he's been warned before how easy it is to lose what they have. They've been lucky until now. This was the first real threat to that certainty he had.

Istredd breathes for real now and he steps forward to reach out to take Lucifer's hand, if he allows it. "I just watched you attack my friend to try to suck the power out of another friend. And instead of helping them, I took you somewhere safe, where I knew you'd be happy." It's not only that Istredd moved them, it's the foresight of where to go, where he felt Lucifer could feel free and good.

"I already chose you and this." So it wasn't a question to him about whether he could choose Lucifer even as he is. It's laughable to question that. Istredd is right here, as he always is.

"But." He pushes. Lucifer knows that. "I'm allowed to be angry at you and not like what happened and be furious that yet again, we kept secrets from each other." The we is intentional because Lucifer always gets defensive thinking he means only him, but he really doesn't. "I am sorry about my part of the deceit and I'm just so tired of it. Are we ever going to be able to trust each other?"

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