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Husk knew the front door was open to him, but since when had he found any satisfaction in doing things the easy way? No risk, no reward, as they said. Besides, if he'd been announced, he would have had to wait for Lucifer, gone through a whole rigmarole of etiquette, and who knew how long it would take to get to the good part?

No, Husk was an efficient man and a thrill seeker - sneaking into Lucifer's room was the only course for him to take.

The Overlord had always wrestled the frustration he experienced after losing a significant amount of height in the afterlife, but in times like this, his size served him well. He moved with the practiced agility of a crook, dodging the guards and sticking to the shadows. Husk hid at the base of the tallest tower, observing the pattern in security rotation until he had committed it to memory.

With a well-timed takeoff, Husk soared upward when he was sure to have no witnesses, landing on a large balcony and pausing to straighten his appearance. For ease of movement, Husk had left his swallow-tail suit jacket back in his office, leaving his with a rolled up white dress shirt, his pinstripe slacks, and a matching orange tie and vest combo.

Peering through the curtains that blew gently in the open doorway, Husk caught a glimpse of his king. He wanted to have some fun with this surprise, so he leaned his palms back on the railing and simply watched.

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The idea had been Hellaina’s, after half a dozen days of increasingly frustrated sparking regarding well… everything about the bureaucracy in Hell, that he just get make an appointment with the King to suggest some reforms. She had phrased it more akin to ‘and present him your binder of ‘suggestions”, air quotes included. So he had. He’d expected a months long fair, or a ‘sorry but…’, instead he’d been told he could come in two days.

Which leads him to the current moment, all his ideas colour coded and printed off in an easy to navigate binder, being led through halls by veiled servants who are, quite frankly, creepy. They sort of remind him of the Sleep Paralysis Demons Belphegor sent to pick up the last batch of cellphones bound for Sloth.

It’s not what he expected, which was a bustling palace.

He pushes open the door he’s led to, knocking as he does. “Pardon me, your Majesty, I have a meeting to see you?”

OOC NOTE // We decided to continue on my personal account when this account was locked. Since I am free, we're moving back here.

TW: Body Mutilation

She did indeed feel like a spooked animal, eyes trying to find an escape or passage away from him. However, the mention of Charlie's name made her stop. Her face twisted in angulished; there was nothing like motherly guilt. They deserved the truth. 

It didn't matter the cost; she'd deal with it when it came. "I d-..." As her mouth widened, a golden ribbon appeared. It was wrapped nicely in a bow around her neck; however, the ends of it were carved into her along the seam of her lips in a zigzag pattern in a forced smile. 

Only a single sound escaped before the string yanked tightly and instantly sealed those lips into silence. The immense pain seared mentally and physically; her body doubled over, and her hands snapped to her mouth and throat. Her eyes were wild with bewilderment at what just happened what just happened? Was it contagious? 

She lurked away from him and tumbled to the ground, eyes flared at him to stay away. Her eyes snapped to her hand as it trembled away. There was no evidence of blood on them but- she tasted it; she felt it... "I..." She slowly tested the next few words out. " I m-missed you both...."

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What had begun as a normal evening has quickly spiraled into a dance of life and death…

High above the Pride Ring, Silver had been flying towards Lucifer’s palace to pay the king of hell a visit. She never saw the attack coming, unable to react as something slammed full into her broadside. Silver cried out, knocked out of the sky and dropping before regaining herself. Again, another full body slam hit her, this time feeling the familiar slice of angelic steel across her arm. Crying out in pain, Silver dove in panic out of the sky, looking for cover.

This time the Nephilim spotted her assailant rocketing towards her. Silver sent a large blast of silvery flames in the angels direction, causing her to veer away. It bought the woman time to nearly reach the beginning tree-line surrounding the palace, only to feel heavy feet slam into her back. Forced downwards, Silver slammed into the ground, dazed and winded. As she tried to move, the heavy weight of the angel pins her. Begging through tears, Silver can only look over her shoulder at attacker as she struggled to get free. Lifting the angelic spear, the angel plunges it downward towards the Nephilim’s back.

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The Overlord was begging as he scurried back. The Sinner’s face was marked and bruised, bleeding from the nose. Fear was in his eyes, fear of death.

Just a moment ago, he was so proud and flaunting his power. A lowly worm, with delusions of grandeur and relevance. He spoke out of turn to Lucifer, to the king.

Before Lucifer could reply, Sargatanas stepped in. The Overlord’s words were silenced when The God-Moth smite him. The proud Overlord was reduced to begging and screaming for mercy. He stopped, his back against a marble column. Sargatanas stood tall,  breathing like some primal and powerful creature.

A Sinner offending royalty deserved death.

Grabbing The Overlord, Sargatanas hoisted him up and prepared his talons. Black, sharp talons, ready to slice open the sinner throat to stomach.  

Yet, before he could. He was stopped.

Lucifer stepped in, grabbing Sargatanas’s hand before he could strike.

“UNHAND MORNINGSTAR, LET ME TEACH THIS WORM THE ERROR OF HIS WAYS. JUST ONCE!”

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“Hey-!” Summer shouted as he grabbed her, only to cut herself off as the world around them suddenly lurched and shifted. Now they were standing in front of a massive hotel on top of a large hill, and her stomach felt like it had been thrown around at Mach one. She immediately bent over and emptied her guts onto the front porch.

“If your taking RSVP’s for Bee’s party you can put me down”

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"Oh my! Well if it isn't the King of Pride himself! Beelzebub has told me a lot about you."

Keenie beams at the guest of honor as she adds his name to the list. "Don't worry, your highness. She speaks very highly of you. I hope you enjoy this party almost as much as the fantastic Coffee Bash you an Bee recently collaborated on!"

She tucks the list and clipboard away into her basket and curtsies to the King of Hell. "My name is Keenie, and we look forward to having you!"

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Whoops, maybe he should not have snuck up on his predecessor like that. Of course the seraphim thought this was a rather vivid dream after all. Some deep self-consciousness fear trying to help Lucid work through his fears. As soon as the devil nearly fell backwards in alarm, Lucid jumped back as well with all 6 of his sky blue wings puffed.

“OH! Oh goodness, I-I did not think you’d react like that. Or…honestly I’m not sure what I expected.” Lucid tapped at his chin in thought for a moment before shaking to clear his derailed thoughts. “Well I’m…you. Not you you, but another you, you see?”

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When Husk caught wind of the special visitor due to visit his casino, he was out front and poised as punctually as one could be. The overlord would spare no expenses to ensure his guest was treated to the best his staff could offer.

When the sleek limousine pulled into the entrance roundabout, Husk unclasped his hands from behind his back and spread them in a welcoming gesture as one of his men opened the door.

"Welcome, your majesty. I'm honored to host you this evening. May I offer you any refreshments, or shall we get straight to the games?"

He’s holed up in his room again , the Clydes and pawing at the door like cats , but he’s not opening up.

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Eventually, Vox thinks, he is going to cave and give the Clyde’s some names, other than the collective one, so he, at the very least, can keep track of them. Because he was getting better at that, and knowing which one was which. The one that had come to get him was the one who usually did, like he…? It? They? Like they remembered he was there, and that, somewhat unexpectedly, this had become part of his job.

He follows them through the halls, paperwork saved in his laptop. He knocks on Lucifer’s door, waiting a second or two for some sign of life. “Lucifer,” he calls, lilting mechanically on the vowels. “Can I come in? The Clyde’s are worried.” Then, at least, he might be able to figure out what had happened.

@themosthatedbeing // starter thread & continuation OOC // XKit Trim Reblog messed up the formatting. Hopefully, this fixes it. --- His soul.. he wonders if he still has it or if he’s been to tainted by the roots , by Roo, by his own self hate and anger at the injustice of it all.. has he lost the ability to hope ? He relaxes into her embrace resting his head on her soft chest and holding her tightly .. he had missed her had missed this so much .. it felt like he was breaking now that he had it within in his grasp again . Tears falling from his face as he wrapped himself around her not wanting to let go terrified she’d disappear again. “I don’t know what I want to be Honest I’ve just been so lost without you.. I’ve missed you so much “ hell could burn or it could flourish he just wanted his family together again. “She’s perfect Lilith she’s so much like you it’s scary .. she’s picked up our old dream and is actually making progress she’s saving sinners .. the exterminations are over “ he wiped at his eyes . “She’s missed you so much my love “

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Lilith continues to hold Lucifer tightly against her chest. If she could, she would steal and harbor all of his pain away. There was no way that their combined trauma could be solved in an instant. It was going to be a long path to recovery. However, these small moments were the first steps to the path of healing.

"I've missed you too, my little bird." Lilith felt tears stream down when she felt his tears on her skin. She choked out a sob, trying to keep those emotions from overwhelming her system. She still needed to be strong for him, for them. "We'll take it one day at a time..."

Lilith smiles hopelessly at the mention of their daughter. "She's our little dreamer. She'll bring our old dreams to light and evolve them into something bigger and better... I can't wait to see her..."

Just not yet as there was still grounds to cover with him. "I'm still afraid... that this is all a dream. I-I thought you two were better off without me... There were rumors floating around that supported it... It didn't help the guilt inside... I know it will take time... but will you have me back? Am I allowed to come back?"

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"I don't get lost, pequeño rey. Who could resist an opportunity to meet the king of hell? I'm sure we have so much to talk about.~" Valentino's tone was playful, his expression Cheshire in nature. He shrugged all four arms before sliding the bottom two back under his jacket. "Aren't you happy to see me? One of your most wonderful citizens?"

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The Nephil surprised herself when the question blurted out. She and the King had been hanging out again, seated beside one another. Their conversation had fallen into a comfortable quiet, Silver looking over at Lucifer. The urge to reach out and touch him gently. A longing she didn’t realize she had.

Silver was equally shocked and delighted when he gave her permission, her eyes glowing softly brighter as she offered a small grin. Lifting a hand, she gingerly ran her fingers through his blond locks. It was comforting, like preening. An act she and her flock did, a way of keeping their bonds and care strong. Her fingers continue brushing through Lucifer’s hair, humming softly in her throat.

“It’s very soft.”