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“...”

He had tried to ignore the call, but the very obvious threat in the message that followed spurred Lucifer into action. Neither Sandalphon nor Azazel were present, and he didn’t want to trouble Lucio--not when the text had very clearly said that its sender would pay a personal visit if Lucifer didn’t meet him at his home within half an hour.

So Lucifer reluctantly left his home, making his way to the Fibonacci ward...and to wear Lucilius stayed.

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Now this was fun what a nice little change. Clients never got to meet face to face, it was a rare opportunity to study another right up close and personal . . . 

‘The Black Market’ A catch-all term for the numerous underground and under-the-table business dealings that went on pretty much anywhere in the world. Belial’s natural environment one might even say, he thrived in it with these kinds of people, he adored it in an odd sort of way.

But it lacked something, it lacked a little personal touch of fun just for him- so when a seller comes-a-knockin ready to meet in person how can he turn them down. He picked a usual place, a not-so-shady bar an inconspicuous place. They’d just look like a couple of regulars having a early drink in the afternoon. This place was verified by the companies on the market so it was safe to have minor dealings and discussions here.

The happy lab worker calls over the bar tender for a quick drink, their selection unfortunately sucks, but that’s also the point he supposes. Just getting himself a few shots ready when a small ring-a-ding sounds out.

He wastes no time turning to the visitor- this had to be the one finally! He! He . . . Hm? He was kind of scrawny. Actually. Was that a slouch? Oh boy, what had he gotten himself into.

But of all the scenarios that had played out in his head, none of them had prepared him for the sight that met his eyes when he reached the place Lucilius had mentioned.

The sight of Lucilius sitting slumped against a wall, blood still dripping from a slashed throat and staining his pure white robes red.

A sight that was all too familiar to Lucifer.

“Lucilius...?!”

Lucilius had threatened to make Lucifer regret it if he didn’t make it to the area within a certain period of time, but to think that it had been this severe... 

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“Lucio...! Sandalphon...!”

The hours following the head-splitting malady that had struck all citizens at once had been nothing but mayhem. Sandalphon had flown ahead to scout the areas past the lifting fog, but he had yet to return. And Lucio had done his best to remain by Lucifer’s side, clutching desperately onto his hand--until they had been separated in the panicking crowd of those fleeing the city.

There was no trace of either of them, even as Lucifer wandered in a half-daze to the outskirts of Spirale City. His voice was already hoarse from calling their names, and he was exhausted, his body aching and sore. The doctors had cautioned him against straining his body so soon after leaving the hospital, but this purge had left him with little choice on the matter...

“Sandalphon... Luci...”

His leg gave way suddenly and he stumbled, barely catching himself against the wall. Already short on breath, and he had been walking on his own for only half an hour... It was a sorry situation, and one devoid of hope completely. If only he could find someone... Anyone--

--and his prayers were answered in the form of a white-haired man in intricate robes standing across the street. Lucifer could recognize that cold stare anywhere.

“Lucilius...?”

But something was different.

He was Lucilius, but he wasn’t--and the uncertainty only drove more fear into Lucifer’s heart. He stepped back, regarding his brother’s doppelganger with unease.

It was impossible for Lucifer to stifle his desire for fresh air, so after once more being left to his own devices, Lucifer left the house on his own.

Perhaps he should’ve known better. Theoretically, the probability of encountering an enemy was very slim. His allies numbered far greater, and while his most powerful adversary was Belial, not even Belial could be everywhere in the city at the same time. But even in this place, so disconnected from the skies, Lucifer’s misfortune had followed him.

As he turned a corner, his purposeful strides carried him into a collision with someone else--

“Ah... Forgive me. I--”

--and he froze when he realized just who he had bumped into.

“...Lucilius.”

Fate did not favour Lucifer today, though he wondered if it ever had. Though he remained the picture of composure, Lucifer took another step back...

“I apologize. I will be on my way. Excuse me...”

break your promises your pet’s immunity becomes invalid. free reign

Its true Sand likes to spend his nights wandering around the ward he knows best, it gives him time to just rest his mind. Though he doesn’t really rest his body but he can’t help being restless even with how busy he keeps himself. 

The night air always seems clearer anyway, not that he would take his mask off to enjoy it.

His attention however was caught when he heard a cat make a hissing noise before running past him. Curious he decided to see what the cat could of ran from, and sees the back of someone he thinks he knows.

“Lucifer...? What are you doing-“ He cuts off when the other turns and just by the look in the other’s eyes he can tell they aren’t Lucifer. Someone that looks a lot like Lucifer does, but they aren’t the same.

There he was again; everywhere she turned she seemed to be hounded by his visage. In this city she could know no peace! Whether a significant event shook the city or she was simply minding her own business, he was there. Well if he was going to frequent this place too then she had a few things to say about it.

“Luci-”

But as she neared she stopped dead in her tracks, dark eyes growing wider as the realisation hit her like an airship. Instinctively she lowered her gaze, the sheer surprise halting her entirely. 

“I-... It’s... Lucilius, my lord...”

Her mind raced, a hundred thoughts a second. How? Here? Why? How long had it been? She hadn’t seen him since... She hadn’t seen him since before everything happened.