|
|
Post by Lucas on Sept 18, 2008 1:37:06 GMT -1
Lucas entered the club another night and ordered his drink. He spent his nights and days alone. He felt the need to isolate himself to prevent any further heartache. It seemed those he truly cared about had died and he blamed himself for their deaths 100%. He looked around and saw the club boistering with people.
The Opera House was a beautiful place and a great wat of escaping. He loved the feel of it and he loved to escape from the world to just have a drink her. Of course he couldn't escape it all. A lot of his troubles partied in this club. Particularly the man who truly wanted Lucas' "Soul" in a way. He looked at around and hadn't spotted lucifer...yet.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucifer on Sept 19, 2008 10:21:31 GMT -1
Lucifer slid between the bodies on the dancefloor like a serpent, moving through his prey, waiting for something tasty to catch his attention. Dressed head to toe in black, his pale skin looking even more white now beneath the neon lights. He moved down from the thrird floor to the second, his black boots stomping against the metal stairs. He stopped mid steop when he spotted a familiar face. Lucas.
Lucifer smiled as he walked down the last few steps and made his way toward Lucas. Lucifer had taken it upon himself to turn Lucas into his own, special pet project. The reasoning behind his obsession with Lucas was long and detailed. Lucifer had a very special interest in this Fallen Angel.
"Lucas...Always a pleasure..." Lucifer almost purred the words into Lucas's ear when he approached, "Looking for someone?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucas on Sept 19, 2008 19:20:08 GMT -1
Lucas sat there with his drink alone recalling the days events. Not much had happened, as always. He had gotten the afternoon shift at the university today. He hated walking in there and getting stared at. He knew all thos esnooty college kids probably didn't even appreciate being in college, just partying. He knew they stared at him, judging him without a doubt. He would always keep his head down and never speak a word.
He suddenly her the serpant voice of someone he wasn't thrilled to see. He looked up and there stood lucifer dressed in all black. He looked at the man and sighed knowing tonight would not be so fun as long as Lucifer decided to stick around. He didn't know why but something about Lucifer kept him tied down. Although he hadn't given in to following him, Lucas always felt it was just a matter of time. But there was a feeling that he got when Lucifer was around. Like he was wrapped up tightly in something or strapped down unable to get away. Lucifer always seemed to walk away from the conversation ebfore Lucas.
Tonight Lucas was dressed in dark blue denim and sported a pair of black high top converse. He had on a black shirt that had a band logo on it. His hair wasn't gelled up tonight and hung a little in his face instead. He looked at Lucifer to respond. "No, just here by myself" he said to him "Why do you ask?" he asked him.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucifer on Sept 19, 2008 19:33:39 GMT -1
Lucifer let a smile creep up across his face as he slid to sit next to Lucas, his eyes firmly fixed upon the fallen Angel.
"No harm in being curious, I like to keep tabs on who and what my favorite fallen Angel is up to," Lucifer signaled over the waitress and ordered another drink, letting his eyes trail upon her delectable tight ass as she walked away.
"How are you Lucas, if humanity treating you well...Any one else died on you...I hear you have been speaking to a friend of mine...Autumn..such a sweetheart isn't she...does she warm your soul as much as the pits of hell?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucas on Sept 19, 2008 22:59:21 GMT -1
He kept his head down twirling the glass in his hand on the countertop. He saw the waitress, she had a great ass but he knew that was what Lucifer was gazing at as well. He looked over at him when he spoke of him as his favorite fallen angel. He was so confused by it. Why was he his favorite? Maybe he was using these words to intrigue him. He had to stop thinking about it. He looked up at him with a stern look. "Don't call me that" he said to him. "Stop with the stupid games and the witty words...I'm not gunna buy it Luc..." he said.
When he mentioned Autumn eyes shot a glaring look. "I met her on the tube...so what" he said "We've only talk once or twice" he said to him. He looked at him angry that he had brought her up. Lucas didn't like to get too close naymore and it was for the very thing he had mentioned...death. He was so afraid it was his fault rebecca and angela and lilly had died. Like he was being punished.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucifer on Sept 21, 2008 8:13:11 GMT -1
Lucifer almost read his mind, but instead took a chance and guessed what Lucas felt. His so enjoyed this fallen Angel, so much more than the others. Lucas so desperately held on to the light, grasping at straws. Lucifer almost felt sorry for him.
"Oh, Lucas....It's not your fault you know...People die, thats human nature, but we do know, he is a jealous god, an angry god...He loves to punish..."
Lucifer gave a grin and watched as the waitress brought back his drink, he smiled and took it, handing her a fifty pound note and told her to keep the change. Lucifer etched the young waitress's face to memeory, tasting her soul. He waited until she left then turned his attention back to Lucas.
"...He also likes to mess with people's minds...changing...erasing...still trying so be all powerful...." He kept his eyes glued to lucas.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucas on Sept 21, 2008 10:59:18 GMT -1
Lucas heard his words and wanted to push them out of mmind. But Lucifer had such a way of wording things that it would strike a nerve in you. He was right...his previous ruler always made the threat of punishment, even before he began to work with Rebecca. He always warned the throneses of the possibility of being fallen, but for some reason Lucas felt he had always been scrutinized about it. Why?
He looked up at Lucifer, his pale features and haunting eyes fixated on him. He had chosen a good body to portray himself in. He looked down again and sighed. "Why?" he said simply. "Why does everyone have to choose me to harass....he did...and here you sit doing the same. Can nobody just accept the fact that I wanted to be here...not up there and not down in the pits" he said upset. "Why do you want me to follow you so bad huh?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucifer on Sept 23, 2008 0:33:02 GMT -1
"Oh lucas...dear...Lucas.." Lucifer smirked, "So many questions, didn't any one ever tell you...It's always far more entertaining for me to watch you try and work it out yourself."
That was the honest truth, Lucifer could not wait to watch the walls fall down and for Lucas to finally figure it all out. All Lucas needed to do was push through the fog he allowed to cloud his mind. Free will was such a wonderful thing, Lucas just had to choose to know, to remember and then Lucifer would sit on his throne and watch the scene unfold. Until then he was happy to be a troublesome bystander.
"Do you remember when you fell? Do you remember before?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucas on Sept 23, 2008 0:40:55 GMT -1
He looked at Lucifer frusterated. THe man loved to toy with you and he seemed to realyl get a kick out of Lucas. Lucas turned to the pale man next to him. "Look I don't care what you think of me or what I am or will become, I don't care. I'm staying her, damned but at least not so far that I'm stuck in one of your pits" he said angered.
He listened to his questions and tried to rack his brain. Sure he remembered when he'd fallen. It was a painful memory but he had been so naieve, so young, so in love. He looked at him trying to recall the past. Sure he remembered somewhat of being an angel, espescially the later years, his early life had been a little fuzzy. He looked at Lucifer "Do you remember your life before all that you did?" he asked
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucifer on Sept 23, 2008 0:45:41 GMT -1
Ah! So he didn't remember. This thought alone brought a smile to Luicfers lips. he downed the rest of his drink and tilted his head to looks at Lucas.
"I remember it all Lucas..." he said, his eyes flashing black for a moment as he recalled his time as the right hand of god, "Why? Don't you remember?"
Lucifer could hardly wait for the answer, this was turning out to be a very interesting conversation.
|
|
