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Very low-key moves Blacky over to my multi for the time being!Â
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       âAnd you will be. In time. Right now? You suffer.â Mephistopheles had no plans on fixing the broken leg he had gifted to Blackheart, nor the ribs that ached and were no doubt riddled with dark bruises.Â
He patted his sonâs cheek, before rising from his chair and handing his glass to Blackheart. âI want this lesson to sink in. Deeply. Because of you and Kyâlar I have to end my vacation much sooner than I had liked. Thatâs fine, all in all.
             I did want to do some spring cleaning down below. Too many of those VERMIN think they have power, think because theyâre considered a prince that they have immunity to my wrath. Theyâre wrong, you know.â A shrug. âRegardless, theyâll fill my belly rather nicely, donât you think?â
       Suffering was something that Blackheart usually ENJOYED. To say the very least, when he was CAUSING it? It was pure BLISS, but the PROBLEM was that he wasnât exactly linking being on the other end of the situation ( something he managed to bring on all himself ).
     â Everyone knows your vacation would come to a SUDDEN halt.â Granted, he doubted many would agree with him, but for now? Blackheart wanted to keep his Father talking... maybe then he could get out of the situation he was in, â I get it... Kyâlar is young. Heâs an idiot... even by my standards, but if there is anyone to blame itâs me. âÂ
      Blackheart knew fully well it was the pain talking, but he still couldnât help it ( not really at least ), and he was angry. â Do what you need to, but know this; I wonât forgive you. EVER.â    Â
â ------- My son smells. â Â
Meph
        Lessons werenât meant to be liked, especially when dealt out by Mephistopheles. He was not known for his mercy, after all, or his compassion. He was cruel, a Judge of the Damned, a King of liars and one who hated the light.
          ââ he had to be hard so the rest would LEARN.
his brows knitted forward as he listened, digits once again threading soft through his sonâs hair.
âNow now, Blackheart. Why are you making this so hard on yourself? I told you what I w a n t. â He leaned forward after setting his glass down, his other hand moving to trace down the youngerâs jaw. âIâll give you one more chance.â After all, he still had more bones that could be broken.
     Blackheart KNEW what the other wanted, a full confession of his crimes; every single ACT he had done, but he couldnât do it. Sadly enough, it wasnât in him to give Mephistopheles what he wanted, and he knew fully well that it wouldnât end well for him no matter what he said or did.
     It was something he KNEW would come one way or another, but for now, the only way FORWARD was of course backwards ----- it was a way to keep him ALIVE or so he thought, but he still didnât know if it would honestly work ( or do anything for that matter ).
     â ----- and I TOLD you. I want to be forgiven for EVERYTHING.â
MephistophelesÂ
     He offered Blackheart no hand of help, he simply watched the young pup drag himself across the floor (heâd have a maid clean the floor later). This had to be done, Mephistopheles could not be viewed as soft, not now, ESPECIALLY not now.Â
Mephistopheles ideally drank, his brows pinched together even as his son made his way over, coming to rest a cheek against the devilâs thigh. His free hand moved to tread threw Blackheartâs hair, the motion soft and sweet.Â
            â- or it was, but now fingers curled and gripped the hair tightly, pulling just so at the scalp. âI A S K you what you wanted to be forgiven for. I expect ANSWERS. â
             While Blackheart NEEDED this lesson, that didnât mean he liked it. CRAWLING to his FATHER was demeaning ENOUGH, but this was just turning the dagger so to speak ( he didnât like it ).
             Not to mention that with-in moments, the smooth hand turned into a gripping sensation that actually made him let out a faint scream ( but he silenced himself soon after ).Â
             â ---- Everything. Everything iâve PULLED over the last century and my MISTAKE. I need to be forgiven for that. â  It wasnât MUCH, but it was ultimately enough that he could get a start for...or so he hoped.
Go fuck yourself - Stella tbh
â -------- itâs so GOOD to see you, Stella. Maybe itâs time weâve had a chat about staying away from my son? â
âAlright, Iâll figure it out. Try to stay out of the way and you might live long enough to see Ky'lar be stopped. â Echo shoved her hands in her face and breathed deeply into her palms. She drops her hands and crossed her arms again ( hip leaning to one side )
â ----- I want to SEE him be stopped. â it wasnât that blackheart cared in all reality about humanity, but he knew anything was better than simply dealing with his sonâs bull-shit, â i can help you.â Â
you cannot have a daddy kink for your own father blacky
â ------ So what if I DO? Â â
ââAnd How am I supposed to unground you? You donât expect me to convince Mephistopheles?â She clicks her teeth together and glanced down at her feet, â I donât have that type of power over him. â
Even Blackheart didnât know HOW she was meant to un-ground him, but he knew it needed to be done, â ----- You need to do what I canât or I can FACE him, but it wonât END well. Not while iâm like THIS.  â
MephistophelesÂ
Mephistopheles sipped the champagne with mild interest, casually rounding his sonâs crippled body, not bothering to glance down his way even as he whimpered and whined in his pain.
        A dramatic sigh passed his lips as he plopped into a nearby armchair, slouched and a leg crossed widely over the other- ankle resting on knee. He remained silent, even after Blackheartâs plea for forgiveness. The air hung heavy and stagnant with the Devilâs rage, golden eyes finally falling to look upon Blackheart, and he patted a thigh. âCome here
                   tell me everything youâd like to be forgiven for.â
If he could have MOVED on his own, he would have, but he wasnât the BLACKHEART everyone knew. In that moment, he turned back into the little CHILD he was ages ago, and back when he used to have Mephistopheles EAT whoever looked at him wrong.
It was SUCH a long time ago, but he remembered it WELL, and part of him WISHED he was still that CHILD again. He was TERRIFIED his his father, the ANGER, and what he would do ( just like all those years ago ).
Either way, he actually CRAWLED over to the DEVIL, trying to keep the PAIN to the back of his mind as after a few minutes, he FINALLY managed to get there, and hopefully he could IGNORE the main long enough to speak.
                      â ------ Forgive me FATHER for iâve SINNED, as I KNEEL here now, I know iâll do it AGAIN, and AGAIN. â Â
ââ-But how? Youâre a mortal unlessâŚâ there was a loud slap as Echo smacked her hand into her face. â You want to be ungrounded donât you?â She wasnât sure how he would stop Ky'lar if heâs merely a mortal
â ----- youâre SMART. itâs the only way i can stop him.â it wasnât the only way, but backheart already knew he would DIE if he even attempted this ( something he was trying to avoid ), â heâs DANGEROUS. he takes after ME and if i know anything? heâs going to bring the end since iâm out of the way.... one of them at least. â Â Â
â I donât want this world to go up in flames. Do you know how to stop it? â Sheâs compliant now. If he tells her she has to sacrifice herself, then she will. Leaving everyone and everything she loves behind but itâs probably not that simple. â PleaseâŚâ
he could have honestly said many things, but he knew how to stop it. she wouldnât like it entirely, but he knew how, â i need to stop him. i need to stop my son. â it wasnât that simple, nothing was these days, but for now, getting her help was what was needed. if he wasnât mortal, he could have simply take care of this right away, but it seemed fate had a funny way of things.
ââ And why are you telling me this? â He was MORTAL. Was this a side of wanting comfort, final words? Echo shook her head â You could be doing something about preventing your death than talking to me. â she didnât understand. Her brows furrowed in utter confusion.
he could have honestly BEEN trying to find a way to save himself, but instead, blackheart was here trying to be nice. rather, he was ATTEMPTING it as a deep breath escaped his lips, â ------ the question you should be asking is if you WANT your world to go up in flames or not? â
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Abbyâs glare and scowl could peel paint off a house. âNo I really donât think it will.â she says coldly. âSorry, daddy wonât let you kill me, weâre a little close if you hadnât noticed. Iâm gonna be around for a while so buckle up buttercup and get used to it.â
     â ----- he might not LET me kill you, but that doesnât mean I canât kill anyone else you even associate with. â it was simply a threat, but one that he thought she would understand ( even if he was far too lazy to go through with it ), â i also donât have to get used to it. just a little fact for you.â
ââ Thatâs funny. You have NO authority here. Youâre like everybody else â it was a insult ( mockery ) the `nephilim crossed her arms defensively, a eyebrow cocked. â Well, Talk. â the more she conversed with demons the more thin her patience had become.
    â -------- Actually, I have MORE authority than my SON, but that could change.â His lips pursed into a thin-line as he took several steps forward, â  You might not CARE, but you should.â It was then he took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly, â with-in twenty four hours, my son will find me, and kill me. I KNOW him, just like I know you more than likely donât care, but thatâs mortals to you.â   Â
       â ----- do you think i CARE about what heâs interested in?â the answer was big fat NO, he could have CARED less about what MEPHISTOPHELES did, and half the time he wanted his âcreatorâ dead. their relationship was IFFY at best, but blackheart KNEW fully well not to take his CHANCES again ( not after what happened last time ), â i DONâT, i NEVER have, but iâm here to simply TALK. nothing more or i could LEAVE and let kyâlar do what WANTS.â  Â
if these were usual times, he would have grabbed her by the throat, and showed her the place she was meant to be. the problem was that he couldnât exactly do any of his usual things right now ( he was grounded ), and that meant he actually had to be nice. if he had allies, he would be in a better situation, but blackheart needed no one. not even his own son on his side.
â --------- iâm here to talk and simply that.â Â
@posttenebris xxxx