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Post by Lucifer on Oct 11, 2008 17:55:43 GMT -1
"Lamashtu. Quit speaking in riddles...what's going on...is this related to his return?" Lucifer's brow wrinkled and he looked to Azazel for support.
"What is Lilith up to?" Lucifer eyed over her wounds and sighed, "They will be burned, quartered and impaled for this..." Lucifer shook his head, rage boiling beneath his skin as his wings arched over the demoness. He closed his eyes then and whispered into the darkness, ordering several of his soldiers to destroy the humans behind Lamashtu’s attack.
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Post by vespera on Oct 11, 2008 19:10:00 GMT -1
Humans were just so pesky! Once they saw Vespa they didn't want to end their pursue to make her their own. Sure, they were fun to toy around with from time to time but she would get nothing out of making a bond with one of them. After playing with them she usually slaughtered them in the end. A ritual Kai had been performing ever since she had seduced her first human being.
On this particular day the Princess of Hell was enjoying herself by traveling to all of the pubs in the city of London. In each one she entered a horde of men instantly came trampling towards her. It took all of her will power to not let everyone of the men take a swing. Instead Kai simply had a drink.
It irritated her that Lucifer would dare interrupt her while she was out on her daily search for worthy candidates. He knew better then to mess with her when she was busy. The fallen never bothered her close friend when he was caught up in his own fun. Whatever it was had to be important if Lucifer was calling all of his fallen brethren.
Reluctantly Vespera left the swooning group to pay for the tab she had built up. Surely they would pay for it. In a whirl of crimson smoke the Princess of Hell appeared still looking as beautiful as ever. Today she was donning a simple black dress that was rather short. Out of her back sprouted hideous black wings. With a bored sigh her pale hand met her face to brush brunette strands so her burgundy eyes could examine the scene before.
A melodic laugh escaped her lips as if something were funny, which she clearly noticed that it wasn't. "Luci," That had been his nickname for him for as long as she could remember. "what tragedy has struck us now?" Kairos decided to ignore the demoness on the floor and focus on the Prince of Hell. |
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Post by Azazel on Oct 12, 2008 0:16:56 GMT -1
Azazel looked at Lucifer and shrugged, like 'hell if I know what she's talking about'.
"I second that. Plain speak would be best at this point, I would think," he said, watching the demoness. She would heal, but he didn't doubt it was painful now. They may be immortal, but not invincible, although they were close, but that didn't mean they didn't feel pain.
Any response was cut short by Vespera coming in in her egotistic way. But they were all egotistic to some extent. But, Satan basically breaking free and a demon falling through the ceiling with a dagger hanging out of her chest was enough to break anyone's decorum for a bit.
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Post by Lamashtu on Oct 12, 2008 0:25:30 GMT -1
The Blue stopped swimming through her eyes as they opened up to him. Her lips closed together was she kept looking at him. “Lilith thought she could regain her power... she has always tried since she learned she couldn’t control me. She found out… I can’t hurt those that are innocent to me.” Shuddering under his wings.
“She doesn’t... he will thank her then destroy her.” She looked at the other fallen the newly entered. “He will strip you of your cleverly earned title...” Her eyes then moved to Lucifer once more. “Why do you think Angels don’t touch me, but constantly banish Lilith.” Her small body jerked in his arms as she began coughing. Rolling onto her side she pressed her hand to the ground the blood that was she began drawing those curled horns. “He is... com-ing” her clawed hand then smudged what she had been drawing as she slipped unconscious.
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Post by Lucifer on Oct 13, 2008 9:17:46 GMT -1
Lucifer raised a brow to Azazel and let out a long sigh, "Well, that's thrown a spanner into the works so to speak. I can not say i am not suprised, It seams everything is falling into place now, and we are sitting ducks." Lucifer trailed a hand across Lamashtu's brow and frowned and rose up and began to pace again.
"I need eyes and ears everywhere, we will nto be taken by suprise, we will not loose this realm...we have worked too long an dhard for our own independent right...."
he turned then to Vespera and gave a small nod, "Have you heard, seen anything?"
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Post by Fraciel on Oct 14, 2008 14:37:21 GMT -1
It took him long enough to get there. He was preparing, he had to look good for the man, didn't he? In truth Fraciel hadn't changed his appearance at all, he just also hadn't changed his normal pace, which was slow. Fassionably late, that was a fun way to put it. When he finally did step through the doors and into Lucifer's little meeting he was tapping the eld of a box of smokes, attempting to get the last one out.
He didn't look up as he stepped in, just kept staring at the tapping box until the small white tube fell into his hand. It was placed in his mouth, unlit, the box was discarded on the ground, and the Fallen looked up finally, to Lucifer. He hadn't been thinking, normally he simply discarded the boxes, then a while later the unlit cigarette, perhaps he should have done things differently here. Still, the apathy surrounding Fraciel was almost palpable as he turned his hollow and uncaring eyes over everyone in the room, before turning them back to lucifer once more.
He didn't speak, why would he speak? Everyone here would know why Fraciel had come. He had nowhere else to be.
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Post by Lucifer on Oct 15, 2008 15:13:27 GMT -1
Lucifer was still lost in his own thoughts as he paced back and forth, moving now and again back to Lamashtu before pacing again. He turned and nodded to Fraciel and paused as he pondered over how to break the news that all hell on earth was about to erupts. And not in the good way.
"Tell me Fraciel, have you sensed or heard anything recently, you above all spend more time than any on the human plane, what whispers have you heard?"
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Post by Fraciel on Oct 15, 2008 22:14:02 GMT -1
Fraciel watched Lucifer stroll back and forth, he was so obviously lost in his own mind. It was almost a pitiable place to be, The angel of the Morning had always been so sure of himself whenever Fraciel had seen him at other times. Well, this just solidified the idea that something big was happening.
"Mortals, as ever, live their lives as they have for centuries. However, it seems that Heaven's agents have arrived en mass"
His monotone poured out of his mouth easily. The fallen hadn't taken the time to look around the room yet, but he knew that many here were not of the same mindset as himself. Here there were a great many who were so easily swayed by the promises and hope for 'a good time'. Fraciel had no use for such things, But he could see the appeal.
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Post by Lucifer on Oct 16, 2008 12:05:38 GMT -1
Lucifer kept a careful eye on Fraciel, he was not a fallen brethren who he knew well, but nevertheless with the coming storm, all would be brought together. No one would be left untouched by what was about to occur.
"Fraciel, what you tell me only reassures me that my initial thoughts are true...." Lucifer knew that Gods army being in London, along with him and the sudden rise in supernatural beings meant only one thing.
"Satan has awoken."
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Post by Satan on Oct 16, 2008 14:05:31 GMT -1
He was waiting for the right time and from the pool of blood forming beneath the she-demon two horns began erupting from the smooth surface. The longer they got the more wide they seemed. Soon enough his head appeared looking upward one his eyes closed to who was there. His neck and shoulders were next, the demonic blood hooking at his shoulders glistening and forming fabric. His tattered clothing. The ruby red of his skin pulled tight against the muscles of his torso. His arms lifted slightly to the demon as he rose taking her from the floor.
Lowering his eyes he smiled showing those teeth. Far more than her mother could hope to be this one was. Her markings showed her strength. He whispered to the broken body of the little demon “Lamashtu, you are beautiful, my blood...”
Once he was standing to his right height all the blood had formed his clothing. Those tattered robes of black. He didn’t have to glance around him to know who was there. “Lucy I am home...” he called to the fallen angels gathered. With the female demon in his arms he headed towards the throne. “I love what you did to the place, very I don’t know what’s the word I am looking for... dark... yes that would do. Azazel I see you have not changed… much.” He would continue to the throne his cloven hooves clomping at the ground with each step.
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