*wakes up and grabs where her stab wound should be*
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I just need reassurance sometimes.
*he doesnt say anything to this*
When lucifer returns... do you want to get remarried under him?
*this peaks his interest*
Is that what you want?
We dont follow that religion anymore. I think i do want that.
*he smirks, looking quite evil*
And I want to be owned properly.
Consider it done.
Yay. Invite your friends.
*quirks his brow* Lucifer first, then we do whatever before.
What do you mean?
Im not planning a wedding.
Ah. Okay. I just meant tell people you want to be there. I dont know who you want.
Hm. In time.
Hm... can we contact Adramelech or their son? Whatever his name is? I think i can find Lucifer....
Their son is Astaroth. Adramelech isn't available.
I could use Malik to try to seek Lucifer. He has powers from cteatures that have long died, things he can do that noone can anymore. Astoroth could be the thing he uses to sort of get lucifers scent
Im not going to stop you from finding him.
Well, you dont want to be part of it? Take some of the glory?
I dont need that type of glory.
What type do you need?
I just want to kill. Maybe take my sister with you.
She likes to fight so maybe thats a good idea.
She also likes that type of glory.
*She nods* Introduce me to Astoroth.
I mean we could but I just meant at some point.
Then tomorrow.
Perfect.
Why havent you tried finding Moloch?
Mostly the angel in me.
The angel is not there now?
There is still a tether but she isnt here right now.
Can't you sever it?
I gave permission. I dont know how to revoke it.
You take your power from demons. Start there.
Youre right. I tried killing her and didnt get to her so demons are next.
You'll figure it out.
Always do.
*as he lies there he stretches, having been some time since hes actually rested like this*
*likes that he is doing such*
I like your wings no matter how they look... but they look amazing like this. My favorite.
I can tell. *fluffs them for her*
The same safe feeling as when we first started dating but they look and feel stronger and more you.
I feel more like myself. Who i am supposed to be.
Ive been saying, this is what we have been fighting for.
Mm. Perhaps.
I think it was a mistake for you not to be this from the start.
I agree.
We could do this every night.
Could, but I wont. I shouldnt have to explain why.
Everyone else goes home to their lovers but you have things to do. But im not allowed to feel like you hate me or anything.
Because I dont hate you. And im not in the mood to argue.
Youre never in the mood but you never do anything to make it better or understandable.
Make it better how exactly?
I dont know. Cause it really sounds like you just dont want to be around me and dont want to answer for it.
I swear to fuck, Brigh.. *he sits up abruptly, about to leave the bed*
Circles! We go in circles but my pain means less than your discomfort! Forget i said it. Forget it. Go back to pretending that one night a year is enough for your damn wife.
Even i could pretend that, my wife will still bitch! *has gotten off the bed*
Because im so lonely! Im alone all the time! I betrayed my friends for you! Im alone!
Who's fault is that?! Not mine.
I respect my wedding vows. I respect you. I disrespect myself for you and youre so ungrateful. Childish and selfish and you act like im asking you to set yourself on fire everything I bring up that you see me once a fucking year.
*waves his hand, his clothes appearing on him* No, its you who pulls the tantrum if I dont agree with you. Im sick and tired of this.
What are you disagreeing about? What specifically do you think im saying is wrong? I let you get away with everything. Everything!
But as desperate as I am for you, you wont let go either!
If you leave, im done for good. I mean it. If i have to be alone, youre not getting any more of my effort.
Continue to keep repeating that. *his armor appear on him and he goes to leave out the door*
Ill make another deal with someone so I dont love you anymore since the one woth Moloch didnt work.
*rolls his eyes with a heavy sigh and leaves, slamming the door closed*