Chapter 3: The Perks of Deviance. (4/4)
"Well, this could have been more pleasant if everybody wasn't in a hurry." The boy with black hair commented as he put on his shoes.
"No shit, I can't wait for the biker on steroids to ditch my mom." The blond girl spoke as she put her jeans on.
"S-sorry, but I h-ha-have to go make br-breakfast for d-da-daddy." The ginger girl spoke as she buttoned up her shirt.
After having a wonderful birthday celebration with Lydia and Erika. The three of them fell asleep hugging each other tightly. Despite being possibly the most peaceful sleep he ever had, they weren't able to sleep in since they all had something to do.
Joshua had to get ready for his uncle to pick him up for this so-called mission.
Lydia had to go open the pawn shop, because her mom was busy doing something with the biker boyfriend.
Erika had to go home to make breakfast for her father.
"Does your dad ever do any fucking cooking?" Lydia asked since it's clear that Erika does all of it.
"D-dad eats a lot of unhea-unhealthy food when I-I don't cook for h-him." Erika explained to them.
I'm pretty sure that Mr. Graham would have donuts for breakfast, steak and fries for lunch and burgers for dinner everyday if he could. Erika's dad was a considerably overweight man, clearly wasn't more due to Erika making his meals.
"Your food is wonderful, so it's automatically better anyway." Joshua was quick to tell her.
"Tha-thank you." She smiled in response to that compliment.
"You're just as wonderful." Joshua added as he gently touched her face and gave her a quick chaste kiss on the lips. She gladly accepted the kiss. "I hope it was good for you too. " He told her as he separated from the kiss .
"It-it was won-wonderful." Erika answered right away while grabbing his hand.
"Good," Lydia joined in and hugged her from behind. "Because we're definitely doing it again." Then she kissed her on the cheek with her blushing a bit in response.
"Y-yes, please." Erika was all for it.
"Great." Joshua was glad to hear that, and he joined in the hug by wrapping his arms around the two.
With the three hugging each other tightly in response. Unfortunately, they all had to let go of the hug eventually.
"Come on, we all have stuff to do." Joshua told them as he grabbed his backpack and proceeded to leave the room.
Lydia and Erika were wearing the same outfits that they wore yesterday. Joshua on the other hand , was wearing black slacks, a black blazer with a black pull-up hoodie underneath and brown leather shoes.
As the three of them descended the stairs. Joshua realized that there was someone standing in front of the front door. It didn't take long for him to see who it was.
"It's rude to enter other people's homes without knocking." Joshua spoke sarcastically.
"You literally have no right to scold people on that, Baby Boy." Of course, it was his uncle Michael standing there. Wearing a dark blue suit with a red tie and black shoes.
Wasting no time, Joshua approached and hugged his uncle. Once they separated, Joshua turned around and said. "You got out in a hurry yesterday, so I didn't have time for introductions." He pointed out. "Lydia and Erika, this is my uncle, Michael Belmont." He introduced them to his uncle. "He's my mother's older brother." He clarified.
"Sup." Lydia waved at him.
"He-hello." Erika shyly greeted him.
"It's a pleasure to meet you two." His uncle politely greeted them.
"Uncle Michael, this is Erika Graham and Lydia Bertrand." He introduced the girls properly. "Their my..." After what happened yesterday, he had difficulty calling them just friends. "They're my girlfriends."
"The fuck?" Lydia reacted accordingly.
"Huh?!" And Erika was surprised by that.
"I think we established that we are more than friends by now." Considering that the three of them literally had a threesome yesterday.
Both of them just stared at him with funny looking faces.
"Ehhh..." Lydia lifted her shoulders. "Fuck it... If you really want to put a label on it." She spoke as she scratched the back of her head.
"Ummm ..." Erika was a flustered mess after that.
Lydia placed her hands on her shoulders and said. "I think you fried her brain but let's take that as yes." He's blond... Girlfriend practically answered for her. "Come on, let's leave our boyfriend with his uncle."
"B-bu-bu-bu.." Erika was now a stuttering mess, so Lydia gently guided her towards the door.
"It's cool meeting you." Lydia said to his uncle as she gently pushed Erika out. "Call me later." She instructed Joshua, and he responded with a thumbs up.
"W-w-w-wa-wa-wa-wai-wai-wait-" Erika tried to speak but Lydia shut the door behind them. Leaving Joshua and Michael alone inside the house.
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"You should introduce them to your mother too." That was the first thing that his uncle said in response to it.
"Are you crazy?" That would be the last thing Joshua would do.
"Yeah, you're right." His uncle realized how stupid that idea was. "She would literally either murder them or just rush you to knock one of them up so she could have her grandkids as soon as possible."
"Basically." Joshua had to agree with that. "How is she doing?" It's been a while.
"How she always did." After saying that, Michael waved around. "Am I right, Sam?"
Hearing that made Joshua realize something. "She has hidden cameras all over the house, doesn't she?" He always suspected that, but never confirmed.
"Yes." Michael didn't even try to hide it.
"Even in the bathroom?" He already knows the answer.
"You already know the answer." Michael placed his hands inside of his pockets.
Joshua sighed in response, as he's certain that his mother was watching him while he was having his birthday gift yesterday.
"My condolences." His uncle touched his shoulder tenderly as he's the only one that knows the extension of his mother's obsessive behavior towards him.
"Let's just go..." Joshua spoke in defeat as the thought of all the times she probably watched him using the bathroom passed through his mind.
His uncle simply wrapped his arm around him and led him towards the front door, once they got outside. He saw a really nice looking car parked in front of the house. It was a black Yugo GV.
"What happened to your old car?" Joshua asked. His old car was a silver Lamborghini Silhouette P300.
"I'll tell you later." His uncle spoke.
After getting in the car, his uncle drove him around the city.
They'd probably been driving for an hour or two, and Joshua had no idea where the hell they were going.
Joshua didn't actually bother to ask as he fully trusted his uncle. So he just sat quietly on the passenger's seat as he awaited. His uncle was focused on the road, but he did stop to light a cigarette for himself. Making Joshua regret not bringing a cigar for himself.
"Are you going to ask any questions?" His uncle asked after puffing out some smoke.
"Do I have to?" Joshua asked.
"Not really, but it would save the trouble of having to explain everything later." It really would.
Joshua sighed. "Where are we going exactly?"
"We're going to a private hangar to get a light aircraft to fly us to our destination." Joshua already suspected that much.
"And where is this destination exactly?" Joshua asked out of curiosity.
"A small town by the name of Genoville." His uncle responded.
"What exactly is going on in this town and how does it involve the Unnameable?" That was the important question.
Michael reached inside of his suit's pocket and pulled out a cellphone. He handed the cellphone to Joshua and he picked up. There was a video on it, so Joshua pressed play to see what it was about.
The video showcased what appeared to be a hospital room, with a patient lying on top of a hospital bed. The man seemed to be a middle aged man in his early fifties. He had gray hair with a noticeable receding hairline, a full beard that hid most of his features and a considerably crooked nose that seemed to have been broken recently.
Joshua observed the man and noticed that he seemed to be receiving a blood transfusion, and seemed to have a breathing machine on his mouth.
He kept on observing for a few more seconds, until he raised a brow as he realized the man contorting himself on top of the bed. "You got to be fucking kidding me..." He commented as he watched the men's screaming in agony as his bones began to break by themselves, then ripping themselves off of skin to the point of actually coming out of him through the joints of his elbows and knees, forming strange looking spikes that replaced his forearms, hands, shins and feet. His rib cage also began to come out, each rib piercing itself out of his torso until it formed a ribcage on the outside of his body. His head also began to twist itself around multiple times, until the skin and muscles connecting themselves to the body completely ripped themselves apart, leaving only the bones of his spinal cord. The skin and muscles on the head fell on the floor after, revealing the skull of the man. It continued to contort itself until he actually fell off the bed, and his limbs began to extend themselves violently with his arms. legs and neck extending themselves into considerably long limbs, giving it a lanky appearance.
Once it was over, nothing that could even remotely resemble that man was left, instead, a grotesque and lanky skeleton looking creature with sharp spikes for arms and legs remained in that room. It didn't take long for the creature to stand up. Being on all fours in a manner that resembled some kind of insect and immediately charged towards the door at a considerable speed with a movement that resembled an spider.
The video then ended.
"You got to be fucking kidding me?" It was Joshua's first word about what he just saw. "I thought there hasn't been a case of this since the seventies?"
"It hasn't, that's the problem." His uncle was quick to respond to him.
"So, our mission is basically, neutralize that monster and figure out how he turned into that?" Joshua asked for confirmation.
"Pretty much." His uncle confirmed, then he opened the glove compartment and showed him a file. "His name was Martin Fletcher." Joshua immediately extended his hand to grab the file to check.
Martin Fletcher, 52 years old, works as an exterminator. Married for twenty five years with a woman called Sabrina Fletcher. The couple didn't have any children. The man used to be a Marathon runner and has been in a number of marathons, but was forced to stop due to developing bone cancer at 29 years old. He managed to beat the cancer but suffered long-term sequelae from it.
"That explains the transformation into an insectoid skeleton monster." Joshua thought as he finished reading the file. "Remind me again of how this transformation works?" He requested.
" The information is limited." His uncle reminded him of that. "It's called the Unnameable's Gift or at least, that's the name that the organization gave it."
"That's a pretty lame name if you ask me. " Especially considering that only someone mentally sick in the head would view that as a gift.
"Agreed." His uncle clearly shared the same opinion. "How someone receives this "gift" is unknown, though, the most common theory is that someone got exposed to the Unnameable in an indirect or passive way."
"But how the hell would a small town exterminator in his fifties get exposed to it?" That was the most confusing part.
"That's basically what we need to figure it out." Michael pointed out.
"Okay..." Despite the lack of information, Joshua was ready to investigate. "How are we going to take out the Lanky Skeleton?" Which is how Joshua is going to call that skeleton monster.
"By shooting at it," That was the simplest solution. "We'll come up with a different strategy if that doesn't work out."
"We're gonna need bigger guns." Joshua pointed out as he pulled out his Colt Python, which was inside of the backpack that he brought.
"Yeah..." His uncle also pulled out a revolver from inside of his dress coat. A nice looking Smith & Wesson Model 29. The revolver had an 8 3/8" barrel, original nickel finish and checkered Goncalo Alves diamond target stocks
"Handgun for combat, revolver for self-defense." Joshua quoted.
"That's my quote." In truth, the choice of having both a handgun and a revolver came from watching his uncle. "The Colt Python is a good choice, anything more powerful than a .357 Magnum is essentially overkill."
"Why do you have a .44 Magnum then?" He asked in curiosity.
"Because I'm always looking for overkill." He pointed out as he inhaled the smoke from his cigarette. "I hope you remember what I taught you about guns."
"You don't need an absurd number of guns, just pick one of each kind that you have the most affinity with and have loads of ammunition for it." Joshua pointed out. In truth, Joshua's personal arsenal is quite simplistic. A handgun , a revolver, a machine pistol, a rifle, an assault rifle, a shotgun, a sub-machine gun and a sniper rifle. Pretty much all he needed.
Uncle and nephew put their revolvers away before continuing with their conversation.
"We got to question the man's wife and check the hospital where he transformed." Those were the obvious head start for the investigation.
"The hospital is closed down because the creature went on a rampage." Michaels explained to Joshua. "Some of the survivors didn't actually see the creature, some that did were apprehended by the Organization."
"Did they mess with anything?" Joshua asked.
"No, they are waiting for us to investigate first but they will erase all traces of it afterwards." His uncle explained as the damage control had to be done to avoid suspicion. "The cover story is that an unidentified animal managed to get inside the hospital and attacked everyone inside."
The moment he came to grab me for this, I already knew that it was serious. I did see some of the people that received the Unnamable's gift. Each more grotesque than the other. The Organization actually locked some of them up in order to study them. There hasn't been a case since the seventies, so what gives? That was a question that they needed to find the answer for.
"I heard that they had you test body armor?" Michael asked him in curiosity.
"The fat asshole called me in the middle of the night and told me to test it." Hearing his voice ruined a very pleasant night, as Joshua and Lydia were playing with Erika's boobs. "Is that gonna be an official uniform or something?" Part of him still doubted.
"Nope," And his uncle confirmed his suspicion. "The truth is, that crippled piece of shit made the armor for himself." The "Crippled piece of shit" was Michelangelo, AKA; Number 4. "What exactly happened to the armor though?
"Is in my house, I actually plan on making some alterations to it." The armor that he used to capture Dust Storm is actually too good. So he definitely plans on utilizing it more later.
Michael sighed. "Call me next time they tell you to do something, okay?" Since that was a breach of contract.
"Alright, but don't get into any trouble because of me, please?" Joshua really didn't want his uncle to get into some shitty situation because of him. "So... Why do you think they took it?"
"My guess," His uncle lifted his shoulder. "That prototype was actually the only one he made and he couldn't make another without wasting an absurd amount of time and resources." Knowing Michelangelo, it sounded about right.
"The idiot has an inferiority complex due to his bloody handicap, so he will deny it until his last breath." Joshua pointed out.
"Sounds about right." His uncle agreed. "Is that armor that great?"
"Good enough to make a Michelangelo combat capable and that's all that I'm going to say." Joshua was able to do a lot of damage with that armor, but he was already a competent combatant. He wondered how an incompetent combatant like Michelangelo would do.
"Just be careful." His uncle requested him. "Your "Brothers" are-"
"They are not my fucking brothers." He refused to acknowledge them as such. "We just came from the same fucking laboratory and nothing else."
"I agree," It was clear that Michael detested to refer to them as such just as much as Joshua. "I'm gonna be honest right now, the only reason that I am bringing into this is because the Organization insisted in bringing one of the seven to this investigation." His uncle confessed.
"So this was your doing?" Joshua was a little surprised, but he soon got over it. "Actually, forget it, it's better this way." He wouldn't trust any of them to watch his uncle's back, not in a million years.
"Sorry anyway." But he still apologized. "But to watch my back, I only trust my own blood." Considering his uncle's line of work, it was a good decision.
"Yeah..." Though, that wasn't the only reason. "Plus the fact that none of them are trustworthy."
"That's the understatement of the centuries." His uncle replied humorously. "One isn't even human, Two is just a failed experiment, Three is a bloodthirsty psychopath, Four is a cripple, Five is a goddamn lunatic and Six-" He was listing the major flaws on each of the other Seven.
"Let's not talk about Six." Just the mere thought of him makes Joshua furious.
"I know two are practically arch-enemies, but don't go seeking a confrontation with him." It was true, Joshua did consider Six to be his arch-enemy and he can't wait for the day where he would get to kill him.
"I promise that I will not seek out a confrontation with him, but the day when him and I will finally have a showdown will come." Joshua was sure of that, he even pictured how it would be in his head several times.
His uncle rolled his eyes at that. "Whatever you say, I just don't want to break the news to Sam."
"Does mommy know about this?" Joshua asked him in curiosity.
But Michael rolled his eyes once again in response. "Are you still calling her mommy?"
"Did you forget what she did the last time I tried to call her anything else?" The surest possible way in the world for Joshua to piss his mother off, is by calling her anything other than "Mommy".
Michael sighed in response. "Yeah..." He clearly remembers full well. "But don't pretend that you don't enable that behavior by acting like a spoiled kid."
"I'm not spoiled." He declared defensively.
"Oh yeah..." He replied sarcastically. "The kid that was breastfeed until he was ten years old is certainly not spoiled at all." Michael pointed out that embarrassing fact.
Joshua sighed in response, because it was true. He drank his mother's breast milk until he was ten. And if he had to be completely honest, he would probably still be doing that because he adores breast milk. " Yeah... I kind of enable that behavior." The boy with emo hair couldn't help but admit it.
"Kind of..." His uncle chuckled in response.
"Just drive." Joshua didn't want to talk anymore.
Michael chuckled in response to his nephew's embarrassment, but he complied.
"This... Is this the place?"
After driving for several hours, they eventually arrived at their destination. A completely abandoned and barely standing warehouse that clearly hasn't been used in years.
"Yup, this is the place." His uncle confirmed before drinking a cup of Espresso
They made a very small stop to grab something to eat. Joshua got caramel doughnuts with Iced Mocha. Michael on the other hand just got a cup of Espresso.
"Is that our plane?" Joshua asked as he saw a plane from afar. A Cirrus SR22 in the color blue.
"Yes." Michael confirmed as he finished his cup of espresso.
Wordlessly, both the nephew and uncle got out of the car. Joshua put the last Doughnut on his mouth to exit the car. I'm not a fan of flying, mostly because if something goes wrong, the only way out is either by parachuting or making a risky landing. Joshua already had to do both , and he certainly doesn't want to repeat it.
His uncle wasted no time and closed the car door and signalled Joshua to get out of the car too. The boy with emo hair did as he ate his last doughnut. The man then signalled his nephew to move away from the car, with Joshua complying as he washed the doughnut down with the iced mocha.
Once he was considerably far from the car, Michael moved towards the passenger's seat and reached for something that was under it. It was a bottle of kerosene.
Joshua just watched as his uncle poured the kerosene all over the vehicle. Finishing his cup of mocha as he did. Once the bottle was empty, his uncle grabbed the files that had the information in regards to the victim of the Unnameable's Gift and set it on fire using his lighter. Dropping the burning file into the passenger's seat of the car and stepping away as the flames began to spread.
Why exactly did he do that for? Joshua asked himself in confusion since there wasn't really much of a point in destroying the car.
"Come on." His uncle made his way to the plane.
Joshua tossed the empty cup of Mocha into the flaming car before following his uncle.
"You fly it." His uncle instructed him. "I need to make some calls."
Joshua grunted in deep annoyance because he hated piloting.
I really hate piloting... Joshua thought as he reluctantly sat on the pilot's seat and flew the Cirrus SR22. The landscape was the only positive side of that experience in his opinion.
Suddenly, he felt his phone vibrate on his pocket.
Lydia: Girlfriend?
It turned out to be a text from Lydia.
Joshua: Objections?
Lydia: Meh.
Joshua: Cool, there's a key hidden underneath the rug in front of the front door.
Lydia: So?
Joshua: So... It's yours, you can use it to enter and sleep in my room without me around.
Lydia: Awesome!
Joshua: Girlfriend privilege, I guess...
Lydia: Mind if I use your bed to fuck Erika?
Joshua: Just wash my sheets afterwards.
Lydia: Erika can do that.
Joshua: Don't exploit our girlfriend.
Lydia: ¯ \ _ ( ͠ ° ͟ ʖ °͠ ) _ / ¯
Joshua smiled in response to that, before he put his phone back inside of his pocket and continued to pilot the plane.
The whole thing with the Unnameable's Gift is odd. No one knows how people get this thing and the logic behind the transformation is usually twisted. What people turn into after receiving this "gift" usually reflects an aspect of their personality and subconscious. With this man, it was quite simple, the transformation clearly represents his bitterness or resentfulness over the sequelae left by the bone cancer, turning his body into a creature made of bones and the resemblance to an insect apparently represents his profession in some way. They would need more information to have a profile, but for now, that was more than enough to go by. How he came into contact with it is the real mystery.
"Hey?" His uncle, who was sitting on the back seat, touched his shoulder to call his attention. "We have a problem."
"Another one?" Joshua asked in visible annoyance.
"Yeah, apparently our landing zone has been compromised." His uncle explained the problem. "So we're gonna have to land in a different spot."
"And that spot is far from the town." He already saw where this was going.
"Yeah." Michael confirmed.
Joshua sighed. "Can you take over then?" Since he didn't know where this landing zone was and he was tired of piloting.
"Sure."
With that, Joshua got off the pilot's seat so his uncle could take over. Immediately moving towards the backseat of the plane so he can sit down.
Pulling out his phone from his pocket and placing his wireless earphones on, he decided to check the news.
"The investigation regarding the two bodies that were found inside of a tattoo shop called October's Tattoos, located in the south area of Stranding Heaven came to an unfortunate conclusion as the SHPD could only confirm that they were both victims of the Standing Heaven Killer." Joshua leaned back and listened to it. "Both bodies were discovered by one of the victim's usual clients that requested to stay anonymous. " Probably a guy looking to finish a tattoo. "According to some reports, one of the victims was the establishment's owner, Samuel Mal . Who was beaten to death by some type of blunt weapon." A Smith & Wesson baton. "The other victim is yet another business man by the name of Blake Morgan . Who, just like all of the previous cases, admitted having sexual relationships with underage girls." A underage girl. Joshua corrected. "The cause of death is yet to be revealed, but many suspect that it was due to the use of a torture device called the-." With that, Joshua stopped listening to the news.
"Hmmm..." After that, he decided to listen to the conversation that the police were having.
"AND ONCE AGAIN, NOT A SINGLE CLUE!" Joshua heard the voice of the Police Captain of Stranding Haven Police Departament.
"Nothing but false clues again." He heard Terry's uncle speak calmly.
"I don't get it, does he get some sick pleasure from watching us needlessly check on these damn clues?" Mr. Graham, who was clearly frustrated, asked.
No, it's mostly from keeping you away from home so I can spend time with your daughter. Especially now that Erika officially became his girlfriend.
"It doesn't matter, Graham!" The Captain yelled in response. "The mayor has been on my ass all week over this, even if those men were a bunch of pedophiles, having them all killed in such a short time made this whole mess even worse!" He was clearly frustrated with the situation, with Joshua giggling in response to his rage.
"Commissioner... We don't have an explanation, excuse or even the slightest bit of an idea of what in the hell we are supposed to do next." Mr. Higgins explained in frustration.
"That's the next point." The Captain continued. "I decided that it's best for the two of you to be removed from the case."
Finally! Joshua was more than happy to hear that, because he really felt bad for all the shortcomings that he was forced to put the two of them into every time he easily evaded the police.
Mr. Graham sighed. "In all honesty, I'm happy to hear that." He informed the commissioner. "This case has been giving me nothing more than stress, sleepless nights and time away from my daughter."
"Yeah... I have been having nightmares since we got put on this case, so I'm glad to be out as well." Mr. Higgins admitted. "Who's going to take over?" He decided to ask.
"Two special agents from the FBI." The Captain revealed it to them.
Seriously? Joshua was a little surprised by that.
"The FBI?" Mr. Graham seemed equally surprised. "Did it get that bad?"
"It's been three years since the murders started and we're just as lost as we were at the beginning." Mr. Higgins spoke in response.
"The Mayor is very unpleased with the FBI's involvement, but to be completely honest I cannot wait for this to end." The Captain clearly had enough of the Stranding Haven Killer. "I'm gonna need you two to hand all of your files and reports of the case to the agents once they arriv-"
With that, Joshua stopped listening in. Well, I'm glad Mr. Graham and Mr. Higgins are off the case. But these two special agents may give me some trouble, although it will be kind of fun to evade FBI agents. Joshua thought in slight amusement.
The only thing that the boy with emo hair could do for the remainder of the trip, was to lay down on the back seat of the plane and wait until they arrived at their destination. Using the time to think of a strategy to fight that bizzare monster from the footage. For now, our best strategy is basically shoot it until it dies, but if that doesn't work... He was half expecting that to be the case. Ideally, we should get some grenade launchers and try to blow it into pieces, though, we would have to attract it to an area where there are little to no witnesses.
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Ahhh... I'll think of something when we get there. He decided to close his eyes and take a nap.
Q AND A:
Got to love how eager Lydia is to get her hands on Angela
Also judging by her comments when they where building up to fucking she can't wait to get her hands on Jun either haha
Feel like Joshua and Lydia together could easily rope Jun into their depravity actually after this mission could see Joshua bringing both Angela and Jun along to have fun with Lydia and Erika to tick a few things off like Lydia getting her hands on Angela, Joshua getting his hands on his femboy with Jun getting to be the back up cock for the girls or at the very least Lydia it seems if they want and Erika well just getting to enjoy having sex with Joshua and Lydia again haha
But yeah glad the three got to fulfil their collective dream of banging haha
Actually similar to a good deal of the murders think it be neat to if even some of the more supernatural missions and regular missions the organisation sends Joshua on should get the treatment of us picking up with Joshua after he's done them so we get to the slice of life stuff again haha
Enjoyed the Preview for Lu
But again hope in the actual version one day Lu instead of concealing who he is which again I just don't think is something he'd do because why would he feel the need to hes motherfucking Lu Morningstar haha but yeah if I might offer my tweaks to the scene
Have it so Stolas notices Octavia just messaged someone and he asks her who it was and before she can answer Lu as you had it literally busts in through the wall simply because that wall dared to be in his way and have Lu just scoop Via up in his arms and be like
"Hey Stolas sorry not hear for you but Blitz said you can go over to his place tonight for a booty call you might get lucky and Mox joins you two oh and I'm taking Via to a party Bee is throwing, Stella looking gorgeous as ever being seeing you next week love, Andrealphus go fuck yourself laters" then proceeds to teleport out
Again Lu's whole thing should be the universe bends for him not the other way around he does what he wants and right now he doesn't want to work but even so he's not going to hide away or disguise himself the opinions of people he doesn't actually care for are completely irrelevant to him
Hence why he proudly walks around with the likes of Loona, Millie, Verosika etc it doesn't matter what type of demon or sinner they are and their place in hells Hierarchy because he himself is quite literally above the hierarchy so yeah he'd proudly show love and public affection to low ranking races like a Hellhound in Loona or Imps with Milli and Sallie just as he would a Gotei demon like Octavia and a Cardinal Sin like Bee
So yeah if he wants to take a break for his main job of helping rule over hell and take it easy for a bit having fun at I.M.P supporting them he won't hide it because he literally wouldn't see a reason to bother hiding he's Lu Morningstar
She is a way bigger pervert than Joshua.
Only if he puts on a cosplay.
It will be more or less that...
Not quite...
(I'll answer those later...)
Awesome!
awersome!