Luci watched the screen in abject horror. "Oh for fuck's sake Lucian" she said as she rolled her eyes.
"DARYL!" she boomed, wherever he was, he WOULD hear her, and he WOULD show himself. Her attention went back to the television.
"Nice? Nice? The people seem nice? What the hell has 'nice' got to do with anything?" She tried to project her will on Lucian, tried to tell him to just take whichever woman took his fancy, but whatever wards were on the house were strong enough to block even her. "What do you bloody mean, they ignore you in favour of a pathetic fucktoy instead. Lucian, have you listened to a word I've said these past seventeen years?"
Aggravatedly she clenched her fists, and an earthquake rumbled in Arizona.
Re: In Hell.darylvhorneMarch 21 2006, 20:09:08 UTC
"What? WHAAAT?" He appeared, golf club in hand. "Dammit, I was on the nineth hole. Now what the hell is so import - hey, isn't that Lucian? What's he doing on the TV?"
Re: In Hell.darylvhorneMarch 21 2006, 21:14:38 UTC
"He lives with you, Luc. How would I know what he's up to on a day to day.. look at that! Son of a bitch."
He turns and stares at her, his face still. "Do you mean to tell me that he did this." Daryl points at the screen and his eyes begin to glow a dull red. "He did this without your permission?"
"WITHOUT YOUR KNOWLEDGE, LUCIFER?" A hot wind whips around the room, bringing the smell of sulfer, then subsides.
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"DARYL!" she boomed, wherever he was, he WOULD hear her, and he WOULD show himself. Her attention went back to the television.
"Nice? Nice? The people seem nice? What the hell has 'nice' got to do with anything?" She tried to project her will on Lucian, tried to tell him to just take whichever woman took his fancy, but whatever wards were on the house were strong enough to block even her. "What do you bloody mean, they ignore you in favour of a pathetic fucktoy instead. Lucian, have you listened to a word I've said these past seventeen years?"
Aggravatedly she clenched her fists, and an earthquake rumbled in Arizona.
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He turns and stares at her, his face still. "Do you mean to tell me that he did this." Daryl points at the screen and his eyes begin to glow a dull red. "He did this without your permission?"
"WITHOUT YOUR KNOWLEDGE, LUCIFER?" A hot wind whips around the room, bringing the smell of sulfer, then subsides.
"Damn, there's hope for the boy yet."
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