#hellsirenqueen

The First Man had seen so many things in life, with the orb the Seraphim used to watch humanity, Adam was always allowed access being the First Human. He would watch so many things. Civilizations rise and fall, bloodshed and war... Being in Heaven, that all felt like fiction, a kind of movie... But what he was shown... It had taken so much out of him.

Father did really intend on releasing the monsters of purgatory in Heaven. The fact had scrambled the brain of the First Man so much it had rendered the man unconscious, that and staring into the future so forcibly like that tends to take much from the person.

❝  burning  the  midnight  oil?  ❞   the  words  are  accentuated  by  a  soft  click  —  he's  placing  a  cup  of  coffee  down,  taking  care  not  to  spill  its  contents.  a  peace  offering  of  sorts.  or  perhaps  the  radio  demon's  metaphorical  foot  in  the  door  to  satisfy  his  curiosity.  (  or  both.  )  in  any  case,  his  eyes  are  sweeping  hungrily  over  whatever  the  queen  happens  to  be  working  ever  so  diligently  on.  alastor  meets  her  gaze,  smile  inching  impossibly  higher  —  unapologetic  and  shameless  and  shamelessly  unapologetic.  he  raises  his  own  cup  of  coffee as if to toast  and  takes  a  shallow  sip.

@hellsirenqueen &&. liked for a STARTER.

@hellsirenqueen ⧐ The next time Alastor finds himself heading into his radio tower, he'll find a rather unpleasant surprise. Seven lavender serpents slithering around the room. Sitting in his chair was a familiar blonde female with one of those serpents lovingly wrapped around her neck.; She hummed softly, brushing her gloved fingers over the scales of her reptile companion. Lilith paid little attention to Alastor as he was nearby, despite her already starting the activation of the mark on his back. He'd feel the pain of the recent circle and the dashed lines burned further into his skin. UNPROMPTED ASKS.

Even in the sanctity of his tower, he knew that he could not escape the reach of Lilith's influence and control. So when he stepped in through the door to spy the serpents first and her occupancy of his chair second, he was doing what he could to keep his concern to himself. It had, indeed, been quite some time since she'd checked-in.

Physically, anyway.

At least she had done him the decency of giving him a warning in the form of the pain against his spine. The lines had been burning and sensitive for much longer than necessary - and without him even uttering a single word about it. Preparation then, it seemed, for her eventual visit.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" He spoke aloud, though his words had the faintest impression of being just a touch strained.

She could hardly blame him.

@hellsirenqueen whispered a line !! TOUCH THE TAIL ( accepting! ) Caress with her own tail while walking by him.

     THE  FEELING  OF  SOMETHING  AGAINST  HIS  SKIN.  It drew a slight shiver from him,  unexpected as the gesture was,  &&  he was quick to look for who was responsible,  hackles raised in expectation of being able to start  &&  finish a fight.  Hair standing on end  ...  only to rather quickly force it back to being relaxed.

        ❛  ...  Your Majesty.  ❜    His skin still prickled with discomfort,  his eye twitched.  He could only force down so much frustration.  Edging just slightly away from her tail.  He didn't think she meant harm,  but  ...

        ❛  I did not see you there,  my apologies.  Is there anything you need?  ❜

Cue Lucifer turning with cake and licking the frosting off a few fingers while maintaining direct eye contact. "Oh, there you are sweetie, have you tried some of this yet~?"

CHOMP.

His arm tastes a little bitter. Maybe she should go for his face instead? Or perhaps the legs!

His Queen I'd hungry, and she wants a snack.

Venison sounds pretty tasty. 👀♥️

The being that approaches her is… Unlike anyone she had seen in her life. Tall, very tall, a confident stride in her step, the voice of a choir of corrupted saints and oh her beauty… Karma was stunned, so very stunned in the woman’s presence. What was she supposed to say to a woman who represented art itself? A walking personification of alluring attraction that Karma should have bowed to the very moment she gazed at the other.

The way her heels clicked against hard floor, even down to her disapproving sigh for the antics of The First Man’s doing. If Karma could live as a servant to this woman, oh she would in a heartbeat.

Oh no, she’s been staring for too long! Say something! Anything! She’s been waiting for the message you had to relay! Don’t waist this goddess’s time with your failing heart!

What she said had him distracted, receiving a kiss or anything she did after was lost on him as he blinked.

“Hey, hold on. What?” Stepping forward he put his hand through the flowers. Adam named the flowers with Eve long ago but what human’s did to them and what they represented was new information to him.

“You’re… Forgetting aren’t you.” He took out a flower and rolled it in his hand. Lookin it over for a moment and sighing. “I don’t blame you for forgetting. The first place we met was in a meadow of these things.” He put the flower to his nose and shut his eyes, remembering how she looked back then. Just as confused as he was about what…. Everything was around them.