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cicatrix-let replied to your post “*cough cough* GUESS WHOSE BACK back back BACK AGAIN gain gain ROCCO’S...”
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Dear diary,
It’s me Lucifer duh so I haven’t been having a good time lately. I know that’s nothing new but like sleepings become harder. Pretty much alone now a days. But like at the same time I’m slower aware dad wasn’t the worst of the pair. Anyways Mazikeen still really hates me and Amenadiel of course too. So I guess it’s just myself. Which I’ll act like it’s fine but it isn’t.
Spilled drink masked faces//Closed
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It was Halloween and you bet the party at Lux was amazing. Lucifer was currently wearing a sort of fancy suit that was kind of old century styled. Along with that was a masquerade mask on his face that was dark green.
Wasn’t as fancy a costume as he’d planned but sometimes simple looked more attractive. He’d consider spraying his hair a different color for the night but then knowing he’d get into situations decided against it. After dancing for a few songs with some strangers more so because of the costumes. He’d went to go sit down when somebody walked into him causing his drink to spill on their shoes.
"How'd you get this?" (She's kinda like 'I'll show you my scars too.')
Thor looked at the one she was referring to, a faded scar on his shoulder.
“Before I became good at dodging,” he said. “The runt prince was never wanted in the training yard, they tried to… motivate me to stop coming. It didn’t work.” He shrugged. “It didn’t matter. They started losing to me.”
‘a moment of weakness’
30.
“Okay, but these photos of you as a baby are gold and I will show them to Jim if you don’t cut it out.”
"Thor! Please! Let me help you!" She pleaded with him, trying to keep her eyes off his injury.
Thor protectively held his hand over the cut, backed into the corner, sharp eyes on her. There was a lot of blood.
“No,” he said, “I’ll be fine, I heal faster than you.” He set his jaw.
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“He’s well behaved,” the keeper assured Scarlet. “I’d wear warm clothes though, he always has ice in the enclosure, you’ll see why in a second.” He led her through the check point.
“The tests mostly focus on his mental acuity, his physical capabilities, things like that. Nothing that hurts him, he understands what’s happening. He’ll talk to you, but don’t get too attached to him- he’s easy to like but don’t forget how important he is.” He paused before they entered the enclosure.
“You can never let him touch you. No matter what he says, or asks for. His touch burns.”
Finally he opened the door to reveal moniters showing a large room with ice on the floor and walls and Thor inside, scultping busily with ice he made from his hands. He couldn’t hear or see them, it was clear.
“Button,” the keeper said. “Microphone.” He indicated them. “That opens the shades, this one turns on the mic. They work independantly.”
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“Hello there, the angel from my nightmare.”