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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2017 20:15:04 GMT -6
Honey, I brought the dog home. Let's see how it likes the taste of floor. TAG: LUCIFER . WORDS: 410. NOTES: Let's start this, shall we?
It was sad how people did not give him the proper credit, for the good and for the worst actually. But at the end of the day, perhaps that was a good thing as he could direct his own show with no unpleasant interference. Everyone seemed distracted enough with their own affairs which left Crowley with all the time and space in the world to pull out his own strings, even manipulating a basic spell from his mother in order to achieve what he wanted.
Fools.
Most of them fools that, with time, he learned to care about. Nonetheless, fools.
That was what they truly were.
Removing his presence from everyone's sight, he made his way to where he truly wanted to be at the moment. After all, what was he if not a true host, willing to welcome the one and only Lucifer to his own domain. He 'owned' him that much.
Oh... The sweet, sweet irony.
He was sure that Lucifer was already in his vessel when he arrived. So for this reason, Crowley took his sweet time to get to him. Hands hidden inside the pockets of his black coat, the crossroad demon slowly walked towards his chair, stopping right in front of him, his head lightly tilted to the side. Now that was a sight for sore eyes. Right there stood Lucifer, the one which many did not even dare to say the name. Right now, he was nothing. Immobilized, restrained, unable to spread chaos, unable to humiliate Crowley... he was exactly where the red eyed demon wanted him to be. Crowley looked at him up and down, realizing that he seemed somewhat unconscious, even though both of them knew the archangel was actually pretending. "Oh please. Enough with the charade." Rolling his eyes, he spoke directly to the other, eventually seeing how he finally opened his orbits and locked his gaze with his. There was something about Lucifer that still chilled him to the bone but now it was not the time to show it. On the contrary. It was time to make a stand and make the devil realize he was at the bottom of the pit. "Why the long face, love? I thought you would enjoy having your old vessel back." A smirk erupted on his lips, satisfaction and pride evident in his features. "I do apologize for the chains, however. I made my best attempt to make them as comfortable as possible."
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Post by LUCIFER on Mar 19, 2017 21:15:42 GMT -6
Sympathy for the Devil After succumbing to his better vessel Lucifer had met with his younger sibling Gabriel that day, making it an interesting little discussion before he was well on his way again. Know that Gabe knew that Lucifer was watching him, he knew he would be on edge until Lucifer was back in his cage, but Lucifer had no intentions to go back down any time soon. After all becoming free from the cage was surely a satisfying feeling, but that feeling didn't last long as he was suddenly summoned upon, and his vessel of course couldn't refuse the calling.
Appearing out of the blackness of smoke and ash he was then suddenly met with the fate of a chained collar and a chair, he was summoned into a pair of cuffs linked with chains and his vessel couldn't quite escape this time. Curious to know whom had summoned him he rolled his head from left to right as he examined the small room he was chained up in, as he sat there patiently, for all he cared he had all the time in the world as of now and he surely was curious on whom had the guts to pull this shit. Slumping within the chair he closed his eyes as he appeared to have been knocked unconscious, and as the door to the room opened and footsteps could be heard he then heard that annoyingly familiar British tone of voice that belonged to none other then Crowley himself.
Lucifer's smirk lit up the moment his ears picked up the accent as he rolled his head back up to sit straight upon his new throne he was currently chained too, with a wide devilish smirk he eyed Crowley before him as he sized him up for a moment before he slummed back down within the chair as he held out his hands that were currently chained to the chair. "Is this some sort of sex kink?" he purred out with a raised eyebrow as he looked from the short impish demon to the chains at his hands and feet, and then pointing a finger to the collar around his throat. "Really?" he rolled his neck slightly as if he was uncomfortable with the situation he was, as he then pulled at the chains with a slight chuckle and a nod. "Might as well add in the leather chaps, and a whip at this point." he teased the other with a growl as he waited impatiently for whatever Crowley had in store for him, he had to admit he was a ballsy guy to even think about imprisoning Lucifer but to actually find the time to do it, now that was impressive."What, no sympathy for the devil?" he replied with another wide grin as he rose his eyebrows with a shrug.
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