#angcllish

lucifer told himself that he wasn't doing this for michael, but for the sake of the unfound family member he had somewhere out in hell. she had been difficult to track down to the point he almost gave up, but a lead at the last second had him hurrying to hang up the phone and go to the park where she'd been spotted. in one hellfire blaze to disappear, and out of another to reappear near the familiar pond he used to frequent years ago. all he had to do now was actually find her.

he took the photo of the former human out of his pocket and began to walk around, holding it up against sinners he passed and garnering puzzled looks. the devil wasn't too sure how he was supposed to find her, considering some of these beings now had cat faces and wings... but then, one sinner in particular doing some magic tricks caught his attention. lucifer nearly passed by her on purpose, not wanting to be distracted, when recognition clicked. he held up the picture, squinted, and figured... just maybe? he really hoped he was right about this.

"Who knew that we'd let it get this bad when it ended?"

"Did you... need some help?"

Noa asked as she turned in just enough time to spot the other woman behind her. Her tone wasn't menacing, more so just curious than anything. Of course, Noa had noticed that this same person had been following her around campus for several days... maybe even weeks now, but she had been too polite to try to say anything about it. At least, until now.

「𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄!」 || prompts / ( accepting. )

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He smirked when he saw her expression and immediately began to sing and strum along on his guitar. "You've had a rough week, a rough month. It seems like nothing goes your way, nah. You need some music, a good song. That makes you forget all the trouble." Moving his head along as he continued on.

He headbanged as the words left him. " All you need is just some good fucking music that you headbang to! To forget all your problems and what's bothering you! So come on, raise the volume, it will soon feel good! Alright, alright, alright!"

🗡 for @angcllish to hold a blade to Adam's throat.

⅋. HELL IS AN ABSCESS CONTAMINATED WITH SIN. If one were to stab a knife into the heart of the Pentagram and drag it through the Pride Ring, it would ooze a wicked evil thick as blood. For a millennium and more, still, he has cut through it. Infernal whelps, monsters, things that crawl and beg and bare their teeth in the same breath━all bodies split like fruit beneath the blade. Nephilim, though, are a different breed of beast entirely. Abominations bred of impiety, a stain on the tapestry of Heaven's eternal glory. Something indulgent in the architecture of the body, a holy light forged wrong betwixt unholy bones. She had evaded him at every turn, this small, insolent thing, this little jezebel, slipping cleanly through the teeth of the Crusade.

❛ You've been busy, holed up here. ❜ The inside of the hellish establishment is quiet at this hour, save for the screeching of floodboards as he steps closer to her. He wonders if the half-breed had sensed his arrival, the same way he sensed her presence.

He had not known it then, the truth of what she is. Not when she twisted free of the blade and vanished into the confusion of fire and judgment. He had not known it later, either, when he set his scouts upon her trail, though he had suspected. He knew now. The bodies, charred by a light Divine, had been returned to him, with a mocking note affixed. It had almost been amusing, if not for the blasphemy of her existence. Her blood was a potent thing, and like a hound to scent, he had come to treat with her himself. ❛ Imagine my surprise when my girls came back in boxes. Set the mood real grim. Don't hide now. ❜