#infinity cantos

[rocxyoulikeahurricanearchive]

Without warning, Thomas covered Adam's eyes from behind. He smiled, enjoying this teasing moment of Adam.

"Guess who."

Thomas spoke, in that singsong but lifeless tone of his.

"My best customer"? Adam answered in that same sing-songy tone. He smiled slightly Thomas was weird but,kinda fun to be around. He also never really asked Adam for much so, Adam liked him. "Well we've got 2 hours together, what's on the agenda"?

[maykrisms]

@infinity-cantos sent:

{ Shrike } - "Sometimes there are scars that cannot be seen."

Samuel had been getting more bold with his exploration of this Hell - venturing through the city and making mental notes on what makes it tick. His intrigue has grown into fascination.

Yes, his kind is supposed to hate the very thing this realm represents. But.. This isn't the same Hell that he knows.

A voice stops him, and he crosses his arms behind his back as he turns to investigate. It's.. an Angel? One that appears similar to the ones he's seen surround Adam.

Infuriatingly, his systems don't supply him with what they're called. But a far more important question hangs in the air - Has he been mistaken for a particularly robotic sinner once again? Or has he somehow outed himself as something more.

Right. He's staring - practically looming - over the woman. He should say something.

❮ Oh? And what prompted this line of questioning? ❯

[brokendreamscreation-moved]

{ Shrike } - “I wouldn’t advise that…” - @infinity-cantos

Drawing his hand back, Lucid pivots towards the voice. He was examining the strange fauna of Hell, fascinated by the plants with eyes and serpentine traits. On earth there were carnivorous plants, but nothing ever like this. The blue seraphim glances between the hellish piranhas plant and the Exorcist.

“Why? I’m merely inspecting it. And it’s just a little one.”