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 Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:12 pm
::Cheryl let out a pained cry and wrapped the boy in her arms, pushing the warmth of the light around him. If he couldn't see the goodness and purity of it, she would damn well make him feel it. She would let no one be denied such a feeling just because of one disadvantage.::
::As the figure stepped closer and closer Michael slowly made his way forward. Slyly, slowly, sneaking inch by inch closer to getting out. When the figure leaned close and let its tongue out to mock caress her Michael knew what he would do. He would damn well make Keelan and Anthony's life "interesting" since it was due to them he was still trapped here. After the creature seductively whispered release, Michael sprung free, eyes changing from slate gray to a brilliant, crystalline blue and 'he' lunged and kissed the creature. He had learned about passion from watching Veronica and others like her and dammit he could fake it now::
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:18 pm
His nose wrinkled alittle before he spun Harbinger deftly, the Weapon sinking back into a small glowing orb, setting it afloat around his head." Please tell me you have not debased yourself so by falling into what the sheep call 'lust'? I thought We were above such things." He said with a voice dripping with scorn and disgust. His Aura seemed to flare again, still gold but starting to turn silver at the edges it seemed. " But to reply to your challenge and your obvious attempts to goad me into doing something incredibly stupid, I will fight for you. Not because of any true hatred of them, but for kinship. I owe you plenty as it seems that you hold no grudge for me rebuking your Demonic hordes over and over again. If you will let me, I will be your general." He said, his tone going back to cold in an instant as he straightened slowly, Harbinger settling into his hand and turning into a spiked war gauntlet that went up to his elbow, perfectly silver with only a black cross gracing it on the forearm. This he extended towards Lucifer, as if to a seal a pact.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:33 pm
::Cheryl, was being very mean. She wrapped the boy in precious light, glowing agony, blissful torture...it was purity at its greatest, and he was beyond terrified. Where her arms wrapped around him she would visibly see the scars and burns being ripped open by her glowing grip.
The chanting in the background immediately fell silent as the glow no longer eminated from Cheryl along, the room itself had been turned on, purified...by something. There was a deaf silence, as even the boy was now too scared to make a sound. And then it came.
The cant from before but repeated by something louder, stronger, more assured and yet more proud. A single voice boomed forth from behind Cheryl.::
The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon her...And fortune, on her damned quarrel, smiling, showed like a rebel's whore. Disdaining fortune with her brandished steel, which smoked with bloody execution.
::Cheryl, should she not move, would see and hear, steel as it was drawn from its sheath and pointed directly at her back. The voice came from the golden lips of a woman. A woman exactly 5ft 11inches, with flowing blonde and long hair, a white chest plate, and most noticably a set of glowing feathered white wings, and a shiny glowing white Halo atop her head.::
Release the boy, demon. Or taste my steel.
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Passion. Yes Passion was part of it. But this was more....lust. It moaned, oh, it moaned. And didnt show even the slightest bit of resistance as it slipped its tongue into Keelans mouth and began to play, exploring every little crevice it could.
And it pulled back. Letting out a long moan followed by a seductive laugh as it slurped both sides of its face.::
I felt that...theres a man in there...isnt there?
::Its hand slid up to her chest again, but this time...it had less grace, more...desire. And with a fraction of a thought, it dug in. Not into flesh, but more into spirit. Keelan might feel that strangle tingle, as if something was writhing around inside her head. It was like digging around in a fish bowl, but it knew exactly what it wanted. And it immediately plucked free justthat.
Micheal and Anthony, two men...two fragments. And with a plop, it wretched its hand back out of her chest holding two small glowing shards of glass, and immediately deposited them into a glass jar nearby the bed. It smiled and winked at the jar.::
You boys wait your turn...
---35 Hours 20 minutes Earlier---
::Lucifer smiled, and seemed most proud to bow.::
Lust, Greed, Envy, Pride, Sloth, Gluttony...Wrath...
::And he rose.::
The mortals were so much more boring before I brought those toys about. You'll have to excuse me if my...methods...make you uncomfortable. Perhaps Wrath is more your forte... But dear brother, you are on a stairway descending into Hell...you are not above anything.
::But...Nathaniels answer was most pleasant. With a flick of his wrist the orb in his right hand transformed into a 7ft long, Pitchfork, and it gently tapped Nathaniels war gauntlet.::
I would goad you into nothing but taking a step beyond your own reservations. But if such is what you desire, such is what you shall recieve. First...you'd understand if I had to...test you...wouldnt you?
::He twirled the pitchfork about before him, awaiting Nathaniels answer.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:15 pm
" I'd only be insulted if you didn't." He said with a smile as the Gauntlet changed into the Cross blade it had been when he had made his crash landing. Spinning it in one hand, he took a step back and set it at low guard, very nearly in no stance at all as both arms were at his sides. This was deceptive though, and his relaxed posture only heightened that sense of weakness or inattention.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:00 pm
Nathaniel_Graves " I'd only be insulted if you didn't." He said with a smile as the Gauntlet changed into the Cross blade it had been when he had made his crash landing. Spinning it in one hand, he took a step back and set it at low guard, very nearly in no stance at all as both arms were at his sides. This was deceptive though, and his relaxed posture only heightened that sense of weakness or inattention. ::He said with a smirk. He took note of his brothers choice of weapon, but as he had said earlier, he wouldnt stand for anything but Nathaniels complete comfort. This of course meant that as Lucifer loved to indulge in all 7 of the "Deadly" sins, at all times, whenever the whim came about...he wouldnt force that upon his brother. Though, as he said before, he would only try and lead him outside his own inhibitions. And so, despite the giant phallic shaped equipment Nathaniel held in his hand, Lucifer made no lude comment, and gave it almost no special notice. It should be expected that a being who spent the majority of its existance as anatomically correct as a Ken Doll, should infact want to make up for certain...inadequacies, with a large weapon. The simply gave the blade, and Nathaniels stance a bit of a puzzled eye, and then spoke.:: Really Nathaniel...right here?...right now?...With me? You have quite the blood thirsty streak, dont you? I mean honestly, we're on stairs...theres barely enough room to...::He shook his head a bit as his hands gently tapped his temples.:: Nevermind, I'll keep that in mind when your given your test. And if you pass I swear I'll reward you with your own private room swarming with...children, or something for you to slice at...something squishy...yes...for now...::He didnt touch him, rather he resumed running his hands along the superheated magma wall, scalding his fingertips with the seething pain and ever so often letting out a short hiss as he pulled his fingers from the wall for a few moments, to take in the painful pleasure of the wound before resuming his torture.:: ...For now, we've got a ways to go, why dont you tell me about yourself? What inspired you to this lovely need for boundless slaughter?
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:10 pm
He arched an eyebrow slowly, lifting the blade up and setting it along his shoulders slowly." What, you don't know? Looking into your home, For millenia after millenia, slaughtering thousands upon thousands upon thousands of your blood kin in all their various forms would drive any being crazy, why do you think God put me in charge of that?" He asked, his voice fueld by anger now, his eyes lighting up with a kind of inner fire. " I hate that the most.....that God would willingly set me into that kind of torture...the blood of millions will stain the Earth before I will ever forgive him." He snarled, knuckles white around the hilt of Harbinger, his very tone and stance one of pure Hatred and anger. Had God made another mistake with putting this one in charge of the gates? He just might have.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:30 pm
::The devil could only smile, and laugh. His left hand moving to pitchfork to twirl just a bit. Some sentiments truly have no verbal counterpart. This was one of those. Any words would simply serve to cheapen the moment. It was simply a moment in which Lucifer quite simply, understood. He saw himself in Nathaniel.
He too swore bloody murder for being cast out. But over the millenia rage deepened into something more permanent, something more vicious, a seething disgust for all things related to his father. He planned to strip Him, of His joy, by taking away His most precious toy...humans. His second born sons, and as inferior as they were they were handed everything. He wanted to break God, not over his knee or his blade, but by shanking him in the heart where the wounds take longer to heal...
Really, all he could do in this moment...was laugh. And he did so, in a most maniacal way.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:34 pm
He said nothing, only walked along beside his brother, unknowingly following in his footsteps somewhat. Harbinger lowered to his side again, then became the energy ball like before. " Hn....hell.....Guess I won't be welcomed with open arms 'eh?" He asked with a slight chuckle of his own, one of true amusement and not insanity or dementia. That would come in time, but for now he was content to hate.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 7:39 am
Nathaniel...
::Lucifer said in a most serious tone. All jest and jolly put aside as his hand tightened around the hilt of his Pitchfork.::
...You have done horrible things to your own condemned brothers and sisters. You've slain countless of my infernal creations, and you've even cost me the life of one of my sons...
::As he spoke his index and middle finger were pulled back from the wall as the entirety of his fist met the wall, yet his voice remained the same.::
...These things are horrible atrocities, they are painful at the least, and down right atrocious at the worst...Some would say you are a monster, for slaying your own kin so heartlessly under the guise of "righteous service".
::Lucifers fist opened as he dragged his hand, fingers bent inwards, along the wall. It was like an animal dragging a claw along its prey. But he remained calm.::
...And you are a monster.
::He stopped dead in his tracks and lifted the pitch fork about in front of him, a demonic red energy beginning to surge around its 3 blades. He could be heard audibly hissing as the embers which slipped out of his mouth with each breath danced about the weapon.::
...of course...you monster...that means...
::He spun around immediately, red fire blazing across his eyes. Black viens coming into view around his cheeks and neck area.
But his face...it carried a huge smile from cheek to cheek. And there was a chuckle in his words, waiting to break out into a laugh. His arms were infact wide open, and actually stepped forward to try and hug Nathaniel. And he would lest Nathaniel stop him.::
...you fit right in brother. Once you've passed through those firey gates, we all forgive the sins of your past and look upon you with infernal recognition.
::It would just be a quick, welcoming hug before he backed up again, not wanting to make his brother "uncomfortable".::
You've killed more of us than Wrath! You should be proud! And we forgive all the wonderful good deeds you've done before. My home is your home...
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 5:30 pm
Nathaniel blinked in suprise, his grip tightening on the sword for amoment before a quizical look spread on his face, his eyebrow arching slowly." You are odd dear brother." He said softly, meaning every word as his head slowly tilted to the side in an oddly doglike expression. " Very, very odd. But how do you know that I will not have to kill many before I become accepted into your 'merry' home?" He asked cautiously.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 6:14 pm
He eyed Lucifers widespread arms with some trepidation, seeming to lean back alittle before shrugging some and ignoring them entirely as it wasn't threatening. Harbinger sunk into a energy ball and floated around his head as a satellite orbits a planet. " And can you honestly say that you even cared about those countless fallen? Can you honestly fault me my place in the world?" He asked, not even realizing his anger was rising alittle until he put it back down and blinked in suprise and then a look of disgust with himself.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:19 pm
::Lucifer, quite honestly, was insulted. And across his face, Nathaniels response gave him quite the shock. His eyes widened, his jaw even hung open a bit in honest, utter, surprise. To be insulted for partaking in sin, thats one thing...Nathaniel himself had just broken free from Heaven a few days ago, sin was still bad to him. But, to insult his concern for his family...his friends...his children...
In a solitary moment, he had to stop himself from lunging at Nathaniel and giving way to Wraths bloody glory. But he hid his anger very well by simply turning around and continuing down the stairs as he spoke.::
Nathaniel, you have much to learn.
::He took a very deep breath, and let it out slowly to relax himself.::
We are the damned. We have been sent to this hot hole, and told to sit their or all eternity for simply thinking different. We wallow in our "punishment", in order to figuratively smack the face of the one who damned us...but....
::The firey red energy crackling around the pitchfork, swirled around his hand and up his back.::
We. Are. Damned. And as is miserys true nature, it loves company, we are always more than excited to see a new face. Suffering together is always better than suffering alone...
::It seemed Lucifer actually had emotion on his voice. He would not turn around to face Nathaniel and instead seemed to make it a point to avoid direct eye contact with him, his words were spaced out, and spoken very slowly and carefully. A breath was carefully inserted between each sentence.::
Each of us you killed, you've only served to set free. Free from the torture, from the pain, free from the Hell. You've done them a blessed service even God denied us. How could you be hated for it?
::His fist clenched tighter around the pitchfork, audible cracking in its shaft could be heard. And silence, for a full 5 minutes before he finally spoke again.::
And Nathaniel, should you ever doubt my loyalty to my kin again, or question my love for my family, I promise you, I will end you in ways that will make this Hell seem as pure and wholesome as Heaven.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 7:45 am
Nathaniel tensed alittle before slowly relaxing, watching him closely with narrowed eyes before smiling." I'm glad, Lucifer, That I am not completely on your bad side, for fear I would lose my life and only end up here again." He said before sighing, " And that you are not completely without honor."((same goes for you Maximos))
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 12:20 pm
::Michael was not expecting this...intense...of a reaction from the creature. Keelan and Anthony were in the process of grabbing Michael and throwing him back in his cage. Veronica just sat there with a bemused smile on her face, taking notes. And Sherrie was in a corner with her hands over her eyes and her head between her knees.::
Quote: I felt that...theres a man in there...isnt there?
::Michael felt a cold child down 'his' spine, so unsure was he about wheither this was a good or a bad thing. Then the creature puts its hand into Keelan's chest and grasped Michael and Anthony. They both felt the pain of being taken from their host, but while Michael also felt relief due to it, Anthony felt anger and a deeper pain for not being their to protect Keelan and Sherrie. Keelan tried her best to hold onto Anthony but she wasn't strong enough and she hated herself for it. Her reaction was her one emotion, but its form wasn't that of Veronica's bloodlust meets dark passion; no, her's took the form of cold, calculating fury. With Michael ripped from keelan her eyes returned to gray, but they now held an edge to them.::
Quote: You boys wait your turn...
::This thing wouldn't have anything to do with her if Keelan could do something about it. Obviously someone loved, or hated, the white, pure light of the Healers; if not then she would still be playing with the boy. Well it was about time she found out which it was.:: No one takes them away from me," ::as Keelan once again concentrates and projects the Healer's positive, pure energy.::
::Cheryl became startled when the boy's flesh started breaking out with bloody lesions. She started to move away when her attention became focused on the chanting. When the voice became distinctively behind her she tilted her head slightly and saw the glowing woman. All thoughts of the boy in her arms temporarily went running out of her mind.::
Quote: Release the boy, demon. Or taste my steel.
Cheryl looked confused for a moment and then looked back at the terrified child in her arms.:: I'm sorry, ::as she slowly releases the boy.:: Is he yours?
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 12:48 pm
Nathaniel_Graves Nathaniel tensed alittle before slowly relaxing, watching him closely with narrowed eyes before smiling." I'm glad, Lucifer, That I am not completely on your bad side, for fear I would lose my life and only end up here again." He said before sighing, " And that you are not completely without honor."((same goes for you Maximos)) ::A serenade of silence met Nathaniel from Lucifers lips, and after several minutes more he had calmed himself enough to speak calmly again. Wrath had infected Lucifers mind, and Wrath was one of the seven sins he had the last several thousand years learning to induldge in.:: To be honest, I grow weary of this walk. Damn the Reapers, I feel like going home. There are many people I want you to meet.::With a flick of his wrist, and a stomp of his Pitchfork the two were enwrapped in a dark flame, and as the flame faded the two were standing before a very large, very red, leather door. And the door opens.:: Punishers_Hand_Maiden No one takes them away from me. ::As she focused on the light, out it came, and yet only to have the reverse effect and instead douse the cross in whipping flames. While the flames hurt, they would not leave any actual burns. But glow lasted just long enough....for Lucifer to see, and laugh.:: No no angel-spy, your bright light will not avail you here.::His voice caught the air, the creature beside the bed jumped into action. It spun on its heels, dropping the sheet, revealing a sleek femine form, its slippery black tail spanked the floor as she ran at Lucifer, calling his name letting it echo across the room.:: Morning Star~!::Lucifer nearly melted in his pants right then and there...oh how he loved the old names. The woman, and her lover met with a warm....wet, embrace and a few rather wet, kisses. And finally Lucifer pulled back, and smiled, looking her in her black empty eyes.:: Lilith! You started playing without me?! Its bad enough you made edits to the bible to put yourself in it, but this...come now this is the first invader in years!!::She shyed back a bit and smirked.:: I'm sorry lover, I'll....::Her hand slipped across his chest, and down to his...:: ...Make it up to you...::Lucifer smiled and let out a laugh before finally slipping back to business. He turned to Nathaniel, and spoke.:: You've killed hundreds on thousands, mortals, angels, the like whats one more? For your test...kill this one.::And he made a deft gesture toward Keelan.:: --- Yes.::And her wing reached forward to shoe the boy behind her. And there she stood, Cheryl cornered, her head tilted to the side as she analyzed the girl...judged her. And then without warning or a thought thrust her sword forward to impale her against a wall. Saying, not shouting.:: Now die, demon.
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