#leospective

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Leo eyes narrowed a fraction as he watched the comings and goings. Bidders voices overlapped each other, each vying to rise above the others to win what they wanted. The overly perfumed air reeked of sweat and he had to suppress the urge to wrinkle his nose. Sometimes he came here to find what he needed and sometimes to remind him of the reality of humanity. Either way, he blended in with the rich—designer clothes caressing his form with due diligence—while standing out with his careless air. Just when he was about to leave, something caught his eye. A young man was made to kneel upon the block, hands chained and clothes minimal. However, it wasn’t this that caught his attention. Power clung to the male’s skin and ancient knowledge lurked in the dark eyes that emotionlessly stared over the onlookers. Head tilting, he gazed at the man silently. If what he saw was indeed true, what was such a powerful being doing chained up by mere mortal confines. Curiosity reared its head, its chesire smile peering out of his eyes as he considered the situation. 

Soohyun didn't like it, but he let himself be capture. He hated these places, he hated what they represented and he hated that he had been forced to to be in this exact position once before. He knew they would take him from the start, physically he was perfect, what every slave trader would give their left arm and both legs for. Soohyun was tall with dark features and a perfectly muscular and toned body. throw in his ability to speak every language still alive on earth and countless dead ones, he knew he would he snapped up after a bit of play acting and manipulating. 

{Whispers/ I have a psychotic character.

Continuation to the one from here

leospective:

Receiving the praise with the bare minimum of reaction, he inclined his head and stared silently at the male. A smooth voice coupled with the sly twist of perfectly shaped tiers and a bored gaze. What was this creature that happened to come upon the scene of a condemning, and a simple one at that? An aura could be seen, but it flickered in and out, weaving and fading and becoming more vibrant. When the wind blew—ruffling his crimson hair—the smell of sulfur touched his nose before fleeing with a teasing laugh. “I’m so glad you approve.” Dry was his tone, and even dryer his smile. Ironically friendly and so seeking for approval, that it was obvious he did not desire nor care for the male’s input.

From the appearance of the stranger’s aura, he suspected that if he bothered to reach out the mental fingers of his mind and try to inspect deeper, he would be barred from it and no doubt left only with the mocking laughs of the male’s mind. It made his damned curiosity stir and crawl up to rest next to his eyes, just waiting for the worst time to peek out and get him into trouble. 

Tilting his head, he stared blankly at the male before letting the ghost of a smirk hover over his lips, his greenish-yellow eyes blinking into the night. “You may ask, however, I am not compelled to give you an answer.” He gazed at him in vague amusement for a moment before turning his attention to the still warm body. "It’s a shame. We’ll have to check on his wife." It was a true shame for the now widow would be having her baby soon if everything went well. They would have to keep an eye on her until she seemed able.The red head nodded mentally and looked back up, his gaze once again resting on the stranger.

"True" The other wasn't obliged to give him an answer, but that didn't mean Lucifer wouldn't eventually get it one way or the other. So far noone managed to keep a secret away from him - the God himself included - therefore he wasn't giving the other a long time until he spilled. In fact, he had already started a countdown in his mind, slowly, no need to hurry since the time seemed to be on his side anyway. If the other wanted to play like that, Lucifer was more than eager to play along. This little bickering of theirs could lead to some interesting discovery.

Once their eyes met again, Morning Star send him a reassuring smile - a bright warm one, unlikely for a cold creature like him. He enchanted it to put common supernatural weaklings completely at ease and immadiatelly trust him. Magic in it was almost undetectable, so that the stronger creatures wouldn't realise anyone tried to manipulate them. He wasn't expecting it to work on the other, since he's already crossed him out from the list of lesser supernatural creatures, but he had to check it anyway, just in case.