@feudivertissant
Adam stood over Alastor, the Radio Demon sprawled on the Hotel roof, his crimson suit torn and darkened by the fresh wound across his chest. The Archangel’s smile was bright and sharp, halo twisting above him like a mocking crown.
With deliberate slowness, Adam planted his boot on Alastor’s chest—right over the injury. And stepped down on it, the other foot kicking the damaged staff away.
“What’s wrong, jazz voice?” Adam leaned in, eyes glittering with cruel amusement. “I thought you were gonna kill me, bitch.”
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@thehazingang88 [ to Adam]
It's after the battle and it was a very narrow close call and it's just lucky that Lute managed to get him out of the way before Niffty could stab him. Now that that the two of them have returned to heaven are now alone to discuss the next plan of procedure. Lute is shaken she narrowly lost him that was close way close however she doesn't remover her Exorcist mask as to not show this, for the moment she chooses to proceed under a more professional pretense. Apart from all of that, the good news is that the extermination shall continue to exist demons have lost and angels win as the Exorcists.
" What is the next plan Sir?"
Adam grunts as he yanks off his robe, the white fabric now bloodied and torn at the side where Charlie’s blast carved a searing mark into his ribs. His wings twitch, feathers ruffled, and his usually polished composure is wrecked by sweat, dirt, and fury.
He stares at the wound, jaw tight, before cursing under his breath. "Fuck that hurts. Yeah—remind me to write Charlie a thank-you note. Maybe carve it into her spine next time."
He throws the robe over a marble bench, the pristine hall now dimly lit and heavy with the aftermath of battle. He glances at Lute, narrowing his eyes.
"You want to get a medical kit or you just fucking checking me out, bitch? Go on, take a good look. Free show today only."
He leans back against the wall with a wince, gripping the edge of a pillar to steady himself. Despite the pain, there's that ever-present cocky glint in his eye—the kind that refuses to admit just how close death came.
"We rest. We heal. And then we rip Hell open like a goddamn fruit stand. Lu’s brat might’ve gotten her lucky shot, but next time she doesn’t get to walk away smiling."
Bites Adam playfully. Maybe he's feeling a bit better today
Adam yelps loud and sharp when teeth sink into him, jerking back instinctively.
“—Ah, fuck!”
He immediately brings a hand up, rubbing at the spot with a scowl, more offended than hurt. He looks down at Lucifer like he’s personally betrayed him.
“The fuck, Lu?” he snaps, then pauses when he realizes there’s no real damage—just a playful nip. His glare softens into disbelief, then annoyance, then a crooked grin he tries (and fails) to hide.
“…Oh. Wow.” He squints at him. “So this is what feeling better looks like now? Biting your designated heater?”
He flicks Lucifer lightly on the forehead in retaliation, then pulls him back in anyway, arm tightening around his shoulders.
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"Porn in Heaven is so, bleh. Ya know? Thank fuck for Huskerdust and Radioapple. They are spared from the Extermination...well maybe save for Edgelord. I might cut him up a bit just so Luci can fret over his wounds and be all comforty and shit."
