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Luthor was sitting at a window, starring out through the glass, watching as it fogged over... only to squiggle random shapes into the fog. He was... bored that was saying the very least. He wanted to be doing something, playing somewhere, but he'd learned that his Daddy had work here that he had to do and was left back at his room to play. Not that he had remained there long. Instead he'd gone out looking for something to do only to find himself rather lost.

He leaned forward when he saw movement outside, his obsidian horn tapping against the glass when he got to close... and his breath only covered it in another layer of fog making it impossible to figure out what was out there. Drawing back the young spawn used his pink pig plush to wipe away the fog and he blinked a couple times, "Oooo." He murmured to himself when he realized the movement wasn't one of the stray cats... no it was someone.

He slid down off of the table he'd been sitting on, tucking his favorite, golded crayon behind his ear, tucked the pig under his arm, and wandered toward the door to greet... whoever had come to visit.

Luthor gave a soft squeak of surprise when he came around the corner and found the form from outside had beat him to the door. He blinked his huge blue eyes a couple times before giving a smile, "H-Hello." He said, lifting a hand to wave. His moment of surprise faded and he slipped forward toward the boy before him... blue, that blue... he knew that from somewhere he thought to himself and then it clicked.

There was an angel he'd run across, one that didn't seem to like him at all... even went as far as throwing something at him to get him to leave her room. She had those same colored feathers. He padded closer, his feet bare on the cement floor... in fact the only thing he was wearing at the moment was a pair of gray sweat pants... he hated shirts, they made his scales itch, hated shoes because they made him slip... as such he wasn't allowed outside unless supervised. So he had to wear all of his winter clothing and didn't freeze to death.

He seemed not to understand the idea of a persons personal space, getting rather close to Ciaran, inspecting him more closely, starring, and smiling. He was sure if his Daddy were here he would be told to give the other spawn space but Almas was absent for the moment... which meant he didn't have too.

Luthor gave another smile as he stepped just a little closer so he could lift his empty hand up to see if he could touch some of those blue feathers. He didn't have any and his Daddy didn't have any... Neither did Pepper... only angels seemed to have feathers, "Pretty color." He murmured to the boy he was grasping at, facinated.

He didn't seem as annoyed at Luthor's presence as the angel had, seemed... nice even. He wasn't trying to bite him like Pepper had and no cruel words like from the techs. Luthor was starting to like him already and they had just bumped into each other.

"Ciaran." Luthor murmured, seeming to be committing the name to memory then watched as he sat down... it made it so that he was easier to reach this way he realized and took a couple steps closer and this time pet one of his feather. He looked quite pleased by what he felt, they were rather soft weren't they? He wasn't sure what he was expecting them to be like, he'd only ever seen the small down feathers inside of a pillow, hadn't gotten to see what they felt like before they got cleaned up.

"They are so soft." He murmured, seeming to like them greatly both the feel of them and the color of them were amazing... it was to bad that his Daddy didn't have feathers... it meant that he wouldnt get any. As for his Mommy... he didn't have one of those. On top of that had no idea where his scales and horn came from... Almas looked rather normal, sure he had some scars and the odd markings on his forehead but that seemed to be it.

Nothing special at all about him, just another worker at the Labs, "Oh! My name is Luthor." He murmured, seeming to suddenly recall that he hadn't given his name even though Ciaran had.

Luthor's eyes went wide as Ciaran tugged a feather out and held it out to him, he looked down at the item then back up, "It... didn't hurt?" He asked, curiously. He was a little surprised but didn't refuse the gift. Instead he took it from him and lifted it up to stick it in his hair where it stuck slightly among his wavy locks.

He gave a shake of his head, "Here." He said then motioned, "Well more back there... Daddy is working so I went for a walk, to find someone to play with but..." He gave a shrug. Nobody in this place was much fun aside from Pepper who wasn't around to play with at the moment. He sat down in front of Ciaran since he was still sitting and didn't seem to be bothered by the other touching his scales. He was... nice. No pain at all or threat of it like when Pepper had grabbed onto his ankle with his teeth... or when he scratched.

The second feather was taken and he did the same thing with it as he had the first, adding it to his hair to make himself look a bit more flashy, "Not many... Ebony visits now and again and Pepper is... somewhere but... to many mean adults." And the adults here weren't any fun... in fact a lot of them were mean, boring, and worth avoiding... the only good one was his Daddy!

Luthor gave a bright smile, "Oh? You will play?" He perked up, giving a smile, "That would be nice!"

Luthor's eyes widened a bit, "Really? Oh... I would like that." He murmured, giving a smile at the idea of Ciaran coming to visit him more. It would be so nice to have him around! He seemed so nice and even shared his feathers! His tilted his head from side to side, feeling the way the feathers shifted in his hair which drew a soft giggle from him.

"Hmmm. What do we want to play." He murmured, thoughtful, "Ahhh... anything, what games do you play? I color a lot but... Pepper isn't good at coloring. He ate a crayon. Do you color?" The spawn couldn't help but giggle at that memory. Just the look on his friends face when he tasted the crayon was so funny.