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                       ❝ uh, no no no no – no, i would prefer if                           you did not. ❞

“How exactly did you get in here?” Flug knew the security system had some flaws, but this many! To allow a complete stranger to walk into his lab! He definitely had to fix this later.

゜ ☹ 。MEME !

                                                ❛  oh, lucifer.  ❜

spoken softly in a LEGION of voices not his own, cannot help but wonder :  did God ever cry over his lost angel ? eyes shut closed as he recalls his childhood thoughts and memories, a time where God wasn’t desirable, but the devil was. growing up wanting to be someone, or rather some THING, and now standing before said thing. makes him feel uneasy, nauseous. but it also surfaces deep feelings of admiration . for all that the beast has, he covets the power of others. craves something that lucifer HAS, or is it lucifer himself ? sunken eyes now stare directly at the other. ❛  you crave worship, do you not ?  ❜ eyes again close, head tilts back, beast sharply inhales .

Slips the bartender a ten. Doesn’t want to get caught up in having her drink paid for her now. She slips past the man who had only just been leering, visibly aching to buy her something  ( something that would no doubt, ruin her ability to remember him ). Towards Lucifer, Madonna smiles faintly. Maybe nervously. 

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   When she is among people she is close with Rosemary doesn’t mind it when their is silence between them. She actually finds it quite comforting when she can simply sit beside someone and not worry about forcing a conversation. This was the case between her and Lucifer this afternoon as they lounged together on the couch. She held his hand as she read a book while he simply relaxed by her side.