Offers Dog Lute a scratch behind the ear.
"Nice."
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Offers Dog Lute a scratch behind the ear.
"Nice."
I thought you were saving yourself for him?
Lute rolls onto her back like a languorous lioness, stretching herself across the sheets with a breathy coo.
"There's a saying that applies here...what was it again...hmm..."
You're the whole reason the war is happening in the first place.
"And isn't it utterly inane? Not that I'm so vain to believe that this whole kerfuffle revolves around me or my wellbeing but I can recognize that, were I removed from the equation, neither side would have any grounds to wage this damned conflict.
But I'm here, and people are going to die because I am. They're going to die over absolutely nothing."
Why are you crying, Lute?
"Don't talk to me."
Wow the victim blaming is wild
"Oh for goodness sake, cut the man some slack. I'm not a damned child, nor am I his victim. Lucifer has been nothing if not kind and hospitable to me."
Well, rather than responding to Lucifer like a cheerleader on prom night, HOW ABOUT YOU GET PISSED AND AND REMEMBER WHO AND WHERE YOU FUCKING ARE?!?!?!
"I remember! I remember! I remember!!"
Nah, you're right. It wasn't just God's dick you were sucking, it was Adam's too! Maybe that's why you were looking in on Lucifer and Mammon. You don't want JUST the king of hell, you want BOTH of them to rail you like the harlot you are!
"...I don't want anybody to "rail" me! You're off the shits the lot of you! Bloody hell!"