Lucifer's been spending more time in the hotel. Bothering me.
I thought I could maneuver him to use but he's too distracted by my fluffiness. "Lucifer." I keep my tone even.
"Hm?~" He responds eyes half lidded.
"Are you trying to court me?" His eyes widen.
"...no." I've heard better lies from children.
I let out a long sigh, Charlie summons me. At least that's a something other than this to do.
After the tenth summoning I find I need to go back to the kitchen. I take out a portion of soup I made the day before. A yawn interrupts my preparation. "Wow, I did not know your tongue was green."
Lucifer, again. "I wasn't attempting to hide it. What brings you to the kitchen, again?"
He shrugs, this is apparently perfectly reasonable behavior for the Ruler Of Pride.
"I was thinking of snacking. You look ready to bite the next thing that moves.." He inches slowly out of my reach.
"..Enjoy the kitchen then." I travel by shadow to my room.
None of them bother me in my room. Except perhaps Charlie. Hopefully that's a thing she learned from her mother.
Exactly as I am done I am summoned...I may as well throw away the food.
I am asked to do many things, mostly test alternative color palettes and change furniture. These tasks wouldn't be tiring alone. Unless it's as many as she asks for.
Is this the fault of her father??
Again I find myself heading towards the kitchen, this time I am less appetized by my leftovers, I suppose I'll make something new then. "You're going to cook?"
I startle turning towards, Lucifer. This is no longer a coincidence. "..Yes."
"Sorry bambi, didn't mean to scare you." I glare lightly.
"I am not your baby." I turn back to cooking, I'll make something simple. Potpie perhpas?
"wait-What? Is that what that means?"
"Yes." I could use some bird meat..if only we had some. As tempting an idea as it is, I can't use Lucifer to make my meal. That doesn't stop me from imagining it.
Speaking of, he watches me prepare various things, cook meat, that he pays less attention to. Unwilling to partake in demon?
Some of the movements I make pull at the recently healed injury, I should remove my coat, I had thought merely rolling up my sleeves would suffice. I was wrong.
My sleeves can be salvaged, altho I must sacrifice something in return for them.
As soon as my coat is no longer on I feel his stare. "So Angel Dust was right.." He mutters.
"Angel Dust?" He resolves to shrug, this gets him to close his mouth for a minute .
"I dunno, something so fluffy and cute surely couldn't be apart of the revered Radio Demon~" I know he's trying to bait me into something. Responding at all perhaps.
I decide it would be most productive to ignore his antics entirely. Maybe I should have Niffty bring me my meals..
The V's are having a meeting, again, the last meeting was unproductive. What hope have I for this one to be better?..
I rise from the shadows in Lucifer's room. "My King, would you like to attend a meeting~?" He shreiks. Does the King have such a low bar for fright that mere shadow tricks would make him scared?
"You!..Ugh...What meeting?" He runs a hand through his uncempt hair. It curls when not styled? Interesting.
"A meeting with the Overlords. Surely as our ruler you would like to know what some of the most influential demons are talking about~?" Immediately his expression sours, bringing him will no doubt be entertaining.
"You're looking at me like I'm rare game.." He scrubs at his face, the little face dots remain, so they're apart of his skin? I'm getting distracted thinking about eating cheeks now..they are a lovely chewy texture.
"If I say yes will you leave me alone?" No. Seeing as I'll be at the meeting.
"Absolutely~" He grimaces. The way his facial markings move when he makes that face enertains me.
I wonder if he's been contacted by any Angels about our recent interaction with Adam? Would he tell us? I could use Charlie to guilt him into telling us.
Now wouldn't that be hilarious.
It feels as though no demon has truly seen Lucifer, none that see him recognise who he is. How often does he leave his home? That does mean we won't run into any trouble on the way to the meeting.
"How do these meetings usually go?" His eyes flick around lingering on me most of the time.
"What's been happening, who's not dead, the next extermination. Nothing particularly fun, I'm sure we'll have lots to speak of this time~" His lips twitch.
No doubt a certain electric themed someone will have things to say about my..encounter.
Some part of me regrets bringing Lucifer, my pride won't let me show weekness in front of...I'm not finishing that sentence. Rosie is the saving grace in all this. My deer-rest friend. Her aid in the most recent event will surely garner attention.
Speaking of, we walk into the other Overlords practically interrogating her about it. She doesn't appear bothered.
..Now that I think about it, wasn't Lucifer on television?
"Alastor! You're still alive? Damn..I owe Velvete.." Lucifer's attention shifts from me to Vox.
Rosie's no longer the focus of the room, I'm answering nothing until I'm seated. haha-I sinply can't stand it. The king leans in my direction and whispers. "Who's the guy with the hate boner for you?"
Disturbingly put. I can see said electric themed nuisance eager to hear what I say. "No idea." I shrug.
His pain pleases me.
"Riiiight.." He'll ask again I'm sure. Instead of Camilla bringing up our goals or current events she stares at the two of us. Analyzing our relationship.
"I wouldn't have expected the Ruler of Pride to attend a meeting.." Her tone gives practically no indication of her mood.
"I invited him to join in, I do so hope that doesn't bother you. I'm sure he'll have something useful to add." My ever present grin stretches. If my words bother her she doesn't react. Boring.
"How about you Alastor, have you got anything useful to add?" I learned that Heaven is as terrible as earth was back when I was alive. Useful is obnoxiously subjective.
"Me?~ Oh I'm not sure I have anything terribly interesting to say." I have the urge to rub my recently healed wound.
She rolls her eyes. Rosie is sat father from me than usual, we'll have to catch up after. The meeting runs smoothly along the lines of territory and the hotel's status, eyes are drawn to us again.
"You majesty, do you know if there will be any more exterminations?" The word majesty is said with uncertainty.
Lucifer's startled laughter. "Haha-as far as I know that deal was broken. Beyond that I'm just as in the dark as the rest of hell." His voice has an aged grief to it.
I suppose god is an unforgiving father.
The rest of the meeting is boring. My selfproclaimed nemesis continues to sneek glances at me, the conlcusion is that we should be prepared for another fight as we are yet to be told anything.
Outside, Rosie greets us. "Alastor! I had no idea you and Chalie's dad were so close! You should bring them over for tea sometime."
"We aren't-" Now~now, don't go saying things so quickly.
"I'll be sure to ask them. It has been too long, did you manage to taste angel?" Lucifer's brows scurry to the safety of his hat's brim.
"Taste?!"Rosie nods enthusiastically.
"Me and the girls brought home a fair few, I made sure we'd have one for you left over. We'll make it date." She skips away satisfied with our talk, Lucifer has yet to pick his jaw up from the ground.
"You aren't seriously going to eat an angel right??" I can't help but grin.
"I'm sure he already knows their flavor with how hard Adam fucked him." I was wondering how long it would take for him to bring that up.
The ruler of pride giggles. "You almost sound jealous." Vox drifts closer.
"I see how it is..you're in bed with the king of hell. I never took you for a slut Al." I can feel my eye twitching.
Lucifer is quick to respond in my stead, he grabs the tv's tie pulling him down to his level. "You're just jealous you don't get to be with him, right?"
Eugh, if Vox's blush is anything to go by that is a abhorrently true claim.