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Lucifer fed a line of spun sugar, "How every wise, some times I wonder if your a sage hiding in the guise of a young woman." He of course smiled to her and then turned his attention forward and to where they were going, his ears searching for the sounds that would tell him he was being followed.

Lucifer remarked, thinking back to a time before Anon exsisted, "Some of the most aggressive people I know of were cowards. Being willing to fight doesn't mean your brave, think of the man behind the cannon or the general who starts a fight but runs when it gets too tough." He had seen, and caused, a lot of battles over his endless life, he knew how they worked better then the ones that fought them.

Lucifer nodded in partail agreement, there were such cowards. He hadn't foreseen the question but wasn't very surprised either. He answered honestly, "I conider myself aggressive when I need to be." And when it pleased him to be. This cub that torments his angel was a great outlet.

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Lucifer: *grins at Trovil* She is almost completely out of your reach. *looks to Tara* Please how can you own such a capiable woman, you certainly aren't

*smakes her forehead and shakes it*

IC: Lucifer looks to his tent, thinking there was an example where aggression had not gotten him what he wanted. "When was younger, I didn't know how not to be aggressive. Now, I am only aggressive when something I care about is in danger." He gives a smooth shrug, which served to seen some very tone muscles rippling under his skin. "I try to use words first, but my justification is defense and protection, not violence before provoked." He wasn't sure it would make a lick of difference to her, but he said it anyway.

Lucifer smiled softly at her, at least she didn't sound like she didn't believe him. An obervent man, he notied the blush before she spoke. The dusting on her cheeks had his full attnetion. Her question was too perfect, one of these days he would thank Trovil, right before he killed him.

He told her, when he was sure she was done speaking, having to resist grining or trying to touch her, "Of course I don't mind if you stay here. My tent is yours. I'll even give you the bed, I have pleanty of bedding to be comfortable on the floor." He'd be nice for now, he'll earn her trust then get what he wanted.

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Lucifer: Is that so *smirk* lucky you then, I am the type of guy you want on your side. Thats right, she is an adult now, let her make her own choices. *glares at Trovil* Here, because Tara allows you the power to harm Anon but not in the thread.

Lucifer did not hesitate to put his arms around her, rubbing her upper back a bit to try and help calm her. For now he played, but if he wasn't careful he was slightly concerned he might actaully develop feelings for this tool. She was someone he needed to need him, he had to remember that. "I don't mind the floor either, It will be easier for me to make sure no one can get in to harm you." If that bear even tired, he'd find out that Lucifer can go days without rest and be no the worse at the end.

ooc: Lucifer: *grins more* Its not like I am some wrinkly old man, I am in perfect youth, with more experince then you'll ever know, still, its your loss *looks to Trovil* Anon comes to me willingly, thats more then you can claim.

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Lucifer: Me die, why would you ever want that *looks astonished then smiles* I will die when all the sins of the world are gone, plan and simple. *looks to Trovil* The feeling is mutual, cub *smiles to Anon* I have not, nor would forget your near.

IC: Lucifer would not argue further with her, he just allowed her to think she won. He just kept holding her, lightly rubbing her back. "I'd do anything I could for you." Getting a bear skinned rug would be nice, if the cubb wasn't so stringy.

Lucifer chuckled and told her, his voice low but warm, "I'll have to hire a new thought prcess to fix that corny problem. Maybe a few more poetry books well help the truh sound less like a fare ground food." That was what he'd call a joke, he hoped it would be recived as such. Laughter often helps settle nerves.

ooc: stressed You can't fire me, you fuzzy chincillia!


Lucifer: *rolls his eyes* As for you, Tara, for good to exist there must be evil, one cannot be killed because the other depends on it, I am just going with what nature I created. *looks to Trovil* I will sell you to a zoo, maybe then you might find some brain cells not poluted enough to absorb something other then your sphincter (elaborate way of saying he had his head in his rear, its what is meant there are over 40 different sphincters in the human body *stops self from giving lesson too late) *looks to Anon* Don't let her bother you.