hellicious | Little Hades IC Inbox

I know, and that's what makes this dangerous. He's destructive and psychotic.

You're Chloe's Lucifer or whoever shows you their arse. Shut up and keep low, you stupid peacock, so you don't get plucked.

I'm not entirely certain how I feel about this. I don't know if you're warning me or goading me. Really? Plucked? By another me? Have you met me, Jonathan?

I want you to shut up and lay low. Keep Chloe with you. Until I get him settled just keep out of sight.

Yeah, I have. Slick clothes, interested in sex. Sorry, but this one? He's dangerous. He's got more on his mind than who's bed he can get in. You go where that lower power leads. Me and the other archangels will handle him. Just keep your head down and out of our way.

[Clearly John had not met him.]

So, I should pop around for tea then, mm?

Don't you dare.

What is this, Lucifer? You always prefer the easy route. You don't give a damn about me or the archangels around or anything. All I'm asking is that you sit down, shut up, let us calm him down. Stay safe, you twat.

For me. All right?

I'm just curious what all the fuss is about. No one's this concerned over keeping -me- happy. Or calm. Sounds like a lot of nothing. As a what, favor?

Talk to Chloe or whoever else you have. He has no one.

As whatever you want or preserving your life. I and a few archangels need to settle him down before he hurts someone. I want you safe. You and Chloe.

Edited 2016-10-09 11:51 (UTC)

[Bringing Chloe into it wasn't fair, John. Without her here, he'd probably already be at John's, poking and prodding at the new Lucifer to see if and when he'd explode, and what exactly that would entail. Now? Well... shut up, John.]

That's a lie. He has Gabriel, who happens to like him, from what I remember.

He and Gabriel are complicated. He doesn't have anyone but me. Never really did as far I know knew.

[John takes whatever advantage that is dropped into his hands. He's also defensive of this 'new' Lucifer, protecting him and slipping back into the bad habit of calling him 'his'. Last time there was no one to take offense or see the danger for what it is.]

[Chloe believes in Lucifer, sacrifices for him. What does John believe in or sacrifice for 'his' new Lucifer?]

Let us handle this. We know him.

If he doesn't remember you, then he doesn't have that, does he. I think this is just you grasping for something. If anything happens, John, it's you making it happen. Why the hell would you try to handle him in the first place? Is he running around threatening to rip everyone's head off? Let him. Not like they'll stay ripped off.

What would you have me do?

He's causing some problems. Others try to handle him, and we could end up worse than we were. Lucifer doesn't need to run afoul of the people here. He'll do that on his own later on. Doesn't need to do it right off.

Why not? What better way to slap the rabid dog on the nose than to remind him this isn't the throne he used to perch his not-ass on? He's not a child, Johnny boy. Stop treating him like one.

This sounds a lot like Morningstar jealousy.

If it were you, I would do the same. He's just more likely to lash out than you are.

I'm not a child in need of coddling either. Petting, yes. Affection, certainly. Naked tangoing, yes please. But coddling? You're not doing him any favors. Nor yourself when and if he clues in.

You've got the ego of one though, and so does he. You have Chloe to keep yours trimmed down to size.

Naked tango it is if I ever need to come bail you out. I'll wear just the trench.

You're hilarious and apt to speaking out of turn when I'm not there to keep you in check. Should I come visit, John?

I think I'm full up with the things in the basement, the cats that keep wandering through and trying to avoid taking a starring role in 'Frozen' if my Lucifer loses his temper again.

You keep referring to him as yours when you and I both know you're not from his world, nor does he in this incarnation hold any attachment to you -- other than what you're shoving at him. I think you've found your new lady love, Johnny. Shall I send flowers?

I called in his brother. Maybe you're right and Gabriel can do it better. At least he's family.

Don't start with me, peacock.

Or what? You'll... do absolutely nothing? Yes, yes, I've seen that.

I don't have too much ego to call Chloe and tell her you're picking on me again if it keeps you busy for awhile. Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll spank you this time.

Don't tease. This THING is more difficult than I'd originally thought.

I asked Gabriel to help you since you're such a wanker that left me hanging. Not working?

I've been too busy. With stuff. To see him. Her. Look, it's complicated.

I read 'excuses from the Morningstar' in that.

Complicated how? More childbirth?

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Text - because Lucifer needs to know denial is not just a river in Egypt.

Text - Because John lives in the aforementioned river

Text - because Lucifer probably named that river

Text - Because John just likes blaming others

Text - John sticks at what he's good at.

Text - Lucifer does too. So... getting naked?

text - see John's earlier point

Text - John wants to see Luci's dick? Okay.

text - He does but that wasn't the point.

Text - Maybe it was, John. Maybe it was.

text - genitals are not always the point.

Text - Says who?

Text - says anyone trying to balance out two

Text - Well, maybe he should try just one.

text - because he could never pick just one

Text - Fair enough. So have them all =)

text - because who would encourage having it all if not Lucifer?

Text - So very true. So... take it, John. Dumbass.

Text - left the door open for you but no one showed up

Text - Should have sent an invite

text - will owl one to you next time

Text - Damn well better

Text - skywriting if all else fails.

Text - Morse Code : COME FUCK NOW

text - nothing like laying a bed Luci got him each night thinking that.

Text - Just admit it, John. You're going to be happy about the sexy dove

Text - that bed might get used for more than passing out on.

Text - Careful, John. Someone might have fun.

text - Someone else might get a repeat invite

Text - John might enjoy himself enough to try to make it a thing.

text - He might if Lucifer can perform up to expectations

Text - Rude, John. So rude.

text - the rudeness has just begun

Text - Should change your name to Rudy.