[A shame that Lucifer has his face in the pillows, letting poison seep into his mind without the context of the smile to go with it. Sharp and unpleasant, all jagged edges and malicious enjoyment of the suffering in front of him.
Alastor has always found entertainment in those souls foolish enough to let their bruised hearts on display, but that his words are finding barbs in the soft heart of his sovereign is a delicious treat he will be feasting on long after their conversation is actually done.
It puts him in a good enough mood that he doesn't react to the sudden feathers to the face beyond a small displeased crackle of static, though he is quick to push the wings off him and get to his feet once more.]
I suppose there's always a first time for everything.
[A chipper implication that Lucifer has never done what's right for Charlie before now.]
I shall tell Charlie that she may visit you here if she has need of you for anything.
[He will not. He will do everything in his power to manipulate the younger Morningstar into believing her father was too busy for her and she ought to leave him be. She ought to let him be the sole guiding voice on her shoulder.]
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Date: 2024-03-17 05:17 am (UTC)Alastor has always found entertainment in those souls foolish enough to let their bruised hearts on display, but that his words are finding barbs in the soft heart of his sovereign is a delicious treat he will be feasting on long after their conversation is actually done.
It puts him in a good enough mood that he doesn't react to the sudden feathers to the face beyond a small displeased crackle of static, though he is quick to push the wings off him and get to his feet once more.]
I suppose there's always a first time for everything.
[A chipper implication that Lucifer has never done what's right for Charlie before now.]
I shall tell Charlie that she may visit you here if she has need of you for anything.
[He will not. He will do everything in his power to manipulate the younger Morningstar into believing her father was too busy for her and she ought to leave him be. She ought to let him be the sole guiding voice on her shoulder.]