#luciferloyalists

[rosedesvxntsarchive-blog]

luciferloyalists

If guilt could have a color, Avery would say it was blue. Deep and sober and steady blue. She felt guilt of having spent a week in this near stranger's apartment. It was decidedly unlucky that her car had stopped working and she didn't have the money to fix it. She had meant to leave, spending one night was more than taking advantage, especially with what had happened. 

Still, it was nice in a way she hadn't been used to for a while. Two days anywhere had been the maximum, and then she was driving again. She had thought she had been taking decent care of her car, but it was on the older end. Maybe she had just driven it too much. 

"My turn to do the dishes." She stands quickly, picking up his before hers so he can't stop her. She smiles at him for half a second before walking to the sink, tying up her hair before she starts. "Would it kill you not to keep knives in the sink?"

[caelestisgladiumarchive-blog]

luciferloyalists

*cracks knuckles* "Yes, but I don't think that was entirely the point."

"I likely deserved it but would you care to elaborate?"

[digital-firefly-a]

luciferloyalists

Spitting Teeth

Alastair licks at his split lip and turns back to her with a wide smile.  ”Knew there was fire in you, but you got to work on that right hook.” 

Temperance glares at the demon and smirks darkly, "Go suck a pig.." stepping back, she flips her hand a few times not out of pain but more of shock that she actually punched the man.

[aureatesmilitia-archive-blog]

luciferloyalists

"If you're going to stand so close, you should ask me to dinner first."

[caperemissarius]

luciferloyalists

L jumps at the sound of the bell overhead, pencil falling out of her hand. It rolls off the desk, eliciting an annoyed huff. She has to wait for the others to file past before she can stand to retrieve it and she taps her fingers as she does, the drumming edged with impatience.

It's thirty seconds before she can stand, another fifteen to pick up her pencil and things, and fifteen to walk out the door because of those before her being purposefully slow. As soon as she can, she's brushing past them, eyes scanning for familiar spiked hair. She adjusts the strap on her bag once, the fabric of it digging into her shoulder from the weight of the books. She doesn't recognize whoever is standing with him, and she can gather from the look on his face he isn't entirely happy about it. It's different than his resting expression, harder almost.

"Hey. How was your class?" She asks when she's close enough, giving the other a quick once over. "Who is this?"

[gladiumangeliarchive]

luciferloyalists [from x]

"Is that you asking me to stop? I can buy new shirts. I just want to know what he’s look like if all of his freckles became holes, it’s a perfectly normal question."

"If I wanted you to stop, I would say so explicitly. I didn't know how important a clean appearance was to you. You could always try it to find out. Just know that I'm perfectly capable of defending myself."

[almostxangelic]

Echoes

luciferloyalists

...It was getting closer to dark with street lamps flickering nearby the random, somewhat run down coffee shop located in the middle of no where.  Stormy was exhausted from her long walk, and knew she would need to find someplace to sleep for the night.  It was just her luck they had a few rooms attached that they rented out to travelers. Entering the small diner of sorts, she moves quietly to a booth and settles in, quietly drawing a little money out to buy something to eat. Inquiring of the waitress about a room, the woman would discuss what was available before Stormy picks the cheapest, smallest unit to rent for the evening.  Luckily it had just been freshly cleaned, so she would have a somewhat comfortable place to rest for the evening. Continuing her time in the restaurant, she orders up a salad and fries, with a side of fruit.  With it, a simple green tea.  Everything was quiet for now.  She receives the key, and continues her meal quietly, intending to finish it and head to bed.

[medicinelikepoison]

luciferloyalists

"This is supposed to be fun. Stop being so stiff."