#ic:azazel

//For Azazel! Forgot him!

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      “... So, in other words: nothing.” That was actually ... kinda accurate. As incarnations of the Void, Leviathans lacked any defining scent of their own; only mimicking and wearing the scents of their surroundings like sinister chameleons.

      “Specifically the gravity of two -- or more -- bodies falling and hitting against each other.”

      “I’m not sure if I should be offended by this or not...”

      “I’ll interpet ‘fox fur’ to mean ‘sly and classy’. So yes, I can agree with this.”

   ... Well, three out of four ain’t bad.

      “...th’fuck is ‘shampoo’? It has ‘poo’ in it so it must be fuckin’ nasty. Moonlight doesn’t even have a smell! ‘N DID THIS PIECE OF SHIT TELL ME I SMELL LIKE A FUCKIN’ COW?!”

   It got the emotion part right at least... even if that also doesn’t have a smell.

      “Clearly the intelligence is missing from this ‘artificial intelligence’.”

Lucifer looked at his brother only to pull the man close to him. Soon wrapping his arms around his brother as a smile graced his lips. “I’m so happy that you are alright! I can’t lose you again Azazel.”

      “ ...? Lose me? Brother, what’s gotten into you? What are you talking about? I’m right here... ” Az questioned with concern, wrapping his arms back around Lucifer and soothingly stroking his back.

   The fallen blinked as his brother embraced him, a small smile pulling at his lips, though his confusion stopped it from growing wider. He’d been blinded for a long time now, but since when did that mean Lucifer ‘lost’ him? ...And how did he end up here, outside of his fortress, anyway?

Name: Yuki Age: 223 Do you like to cuddle?: Yes~ Can we make-out?: Nope~ A night in or dinner out?: Night In Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Both What makes you a good Valentine?: I’m your sis and I make the best cuddle buddy and friend.~ Would you cook for me?: Yes~ Would you let me cook for you?: Nope. You need to relax

      “ Too bad-- I’m going to cook for you anyway. But this application is definitely accepted. ”

BITCH MY ASS IS THE BEST IN THE FAMILY!

   It was on the last ring that Azazel picked up the phone, sounding fairly out of it as he groaned into the speaker. “Eh? Luci? How many times did you--” There was a pause as realization sank in. Shit, he had plans with his brother later today -- which was not very far from now! He overslept. Well, that’s what he got for partying so hard last night... and the night before that... and the night before that... and the-- yeah.

   Speaking of partying... he had company in his bed. Three lovely young ladies, two on one side, one on the other-- one of which he had to thank for handing him his phone, which woke her up. Whoops.