[ Great. Not only is he soaked in gore, but now his ears are ringing from Alastor's little fit of temper. At least Lucifer managed to get a hand up, conjured umbrella shading him from the shower of sparks and glass. Slowly, Lucifer shakes the debris off, then closes the umbrella. He drops it and it vanishes midair. He spends a moment (using his unbloodied hand) to gently prod at his ear.
Then he turns balefully to Alastor. Alastor, who's looming and glowing and making a truly ridiculous amount of fuss over nothing. So Lucifer's walked in on him eating again. It's not like he wants to be here, either! Or ever see this again! He's the one who should be throwing a childish tantrum about the whole thing! ]
Oh, get over it. [ The staticky growling, the whole bitch fit. It's not like Lucifer's even trying to take the near-corpse away or anything. ] What are you even doing all the way out here?
[ He holds up his blood-soaked sleeve and shakes it, sending droplets flying. Yuck. ]
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Date: 2024-02-24 02:42 am (UTC)Then he turns balefully to Alastor. Alastor, who's looming and glowing and making a truly ridiculous amount of fuss over nothing. So Lucifer's walked in on him eating again. It's not like he wants to be here, either! Or ever see this again! He's the one who should be throwing a childish tantrum about the whole thing! ]
Oh, get over it. [ The staticky growling, the whole bitch fit. It's not like Lucifer's even trying to take the near-corpse away or anything. ] What are you even doing all the way out here?
[ He holds up his blood-soaked sleeve and shakes it, sending droplets flying. Yuck. ]