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“And…shall I do until an opportunity arises?” He asks, his eyes lingering on Lucifer’s lips and eyes. He wondered what he was thinking. His eyes revealed nothing, so calm and serene.
“And…shall I do until an opportunity arises?” He asks, his eyes lingering on Lucifer’s lips and eyes. He wondered what he was thinking. His eyes revealed nothing, so calm and serene.
"Wait, I suppose. If you need anything, just ring that bell there, and a slave will come to assist you with whatever your needs." he gestured to a small brass bell. "If you, on the other hand, need me, I'll be in my throne room for a little while longer judging souls, although I might be surveying the domain sometime later."
“Could I come with?” He asks, a small tilt of his head, “To see what you do?”
Lucifer considered this for a moment. Well, it would be a good training experience. "Well, yes then, I suppose you can." he said.
So smiles ever so slightly, “Great” he says and glances around the room one more time, “After you then”
"Alright. Wear this, it will keep the souls of the damned from attacking you." And also track his every movement. He didn't want Simon to get hurt. Lucifer handed the boy a wristband, a blackened silver, with the shape of an eye on it.
“Yessir” He says, examining the wristband and putting it on. “I’d very much rather not have the souls of the damned attack me.” He says with a smile
"Well then, off we go." he said politely, snapping his fingers as they returned to the throne room.
(permission to stalk?)
(Granted.)
(thanks, this looks awesome)
Si glances around, slightly disoriented on account of being transported, that would take some getting used to, “Thank you again for the job you gave me…Sir” he says, unsure of what exactly he should call him
"Call me Lucifer. Most do. Or my Lord, your Majesty, Master, Prince of Darkness, etcetera. Whatever floats your boat, I guess." he said awkwardly.
He mulls over the options for a moment, “Alright,” he stands next to the throne, “I think I’ll go with My Lord or Lucifer” he goes quiet, “I’ll allow you to do your job now”
"Hmm… interesting. We're done for today. You were the last on the list. Well, might as well get surveying then. Fantastic." he muttered.
“Surveying..” he repeats, “Surveying them over what?”
"Just checking the progress, boring stuff. Limbo never has anything new to report, so I can get away with skipping that, but then there are the other eight circles of hell. Dreadful stuff, listening to the Overseers prattle on, it bores me half to death. I don't know why I let my sister convince me to take up this idiotic position. I'd be much better off in Heaven, running it, I mean." he sighed.
“Heaven seems overrated” Si blurts out, before looking down, slightly embarrassed, “Nothing against your wishes of ruling there, but, hell seems more interesting. And you’re here..” he blushes more violently, “Just because you seem nice and people in heaven seem like they’d be stuck up or something!” He says in a rush
"No, not really. But my sister, she's a little annoying at times. It infuriates me that someone as careless as her. I mean, she's God after all, it's in the name, she should be more attentive!" Lucifer ranted.
He tilts his head from side to side, “That family dynamic sounds interesting…”
"It's infuriating, trust me." he said.
“I’m sure.” He smiles, “but hey, at least you have all the cool people down here instead of up there” he says with a slight chuckle
"No, most people down here are terrible. This is literally Hell, in case you forgot." Lucifer said dryly.
He shrugs, “Well, all the good people were never very good to me” he frowns and looks down towards the ground, “So terrible people don’t seem all that terrible to me”
"Murders, thieves, people who committed multiple acts of genocide, don't seem all that bad to you?" Lucifer asked flatly.
“Maybe the genocide,” he says and shrugs before laughing slightly, “no, of course they all seem bad to me, well maybe not thieves” he says quietly, “I’ve been known to steal like a candy bar from the store”
"Grand theft, dimwit." Lucifer said goofily.
He chuckles, “I’ve definitely stolen one of those 100 Grand bars before!” He feigns panic
"Oh, you know what I-why am I even arguing this inane point with you?" he ran his delicate hands through his luscious, extravagant, extremely well kept hair.
He smiles, “Maybe because you enjoy talking with me” he says with a small laugh
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