[ If Alastor was expecting Lucifer to take affront to being scooped up and carried off like his darling daughter's royal station deserved, well. That hope is put to bed by how Lucifer gleefully waves over his shoulder at the gaping audience, perched happy as can be in Alastor's long arms.
Even when they're out the hotel door and gone from sight, Lucifer only twists back around and settles himself more comfortably in the princess carry of Alastor's embrace. ]
Now, onto the hat store!
[ He gestures down the road — onwards, noble steed! ]
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Date: 2024-03-12 12:57 am (UTC)Even when they're out the hotel door and gone from sight, Lucifer only twists back around and settles himself more comfortably in the princess carry of Alastor's embrace. ]
Now, onto the hat store!
[ He gestures down the road — onwards, noble steed! ]