Be mean to me
@aonoshoujo
All things considered, his time in the city so far had been great. A few hiccups jere and there but it was fine. He had been reinvigorated because of them. It was like before the war once more- not everything depended on one or two plans. He had time opportunities he could as slow or fast as he wanted.
Which was good because, taking into account different worlds and different universes. . . He had never expected to meet 'doubles'. The idea that there could be more than one of himself- or even Lucifer, two primarchs built to be one of a kind. By their oh so generous creator.
And yet that Azazel had not recognized him, he was, perhaps an unknown factor in their world . . . ?
He's having all these thoughts from atop a simple roof. It's not terribly high up, some sort of convenience store, when his eyes catch something interesting. A blue haired girl in a white dress. He recognizes them immediately, there's no doubt about it- Lyria. Oh, poor naive Lyria.
And as he thinks this another thought pops into his head. A parallel world where he might not exist- or someone is barely aware of. A whole identity for him to use. Today was feeling like a lay back and do nothing kinda day. Reflect on the horrible injuries he caused his enemies while sipping on a few sky-dweller drinks. Maybe indulge himself with a mortal or two. . . He breaks into a wide grin as he leaves the building hopping down into a back alleyway, before entering out onto the street like normal. He plays the part of a confused newcomer, asking for directions, with most people outright ignoring him.
He’s enjoying himself really, the way people look at him- oh he’d never draw as many eyes as Lucifer but his creator was pretty good at flair. Lyria isn’t walking in his direction though- that won’t do . . . He needs her attention, simple enough he’ll call out to her. A playful look in his eyes- but not with his usual dangerous glint.
"Wait- You! Young lady! Blue haired girl! You have a kind aura about you! Perhaps you can help me!” He raises a hand to his head, pinching the bridge of his nose, a short exhale of breath accompanied by a slightly disgruntled face.. “I’m terribly lost right now you see,- I come from a different. Very different from this place and I’m having trouble finding things. Do you think you could assist me?”