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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 24 2014, 05:38 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

The summer heat lingered as the sun began to sink, the cloudless sky allowing the last golden rays to find those brave enough to venture out, the air shimmered with the heat rising off the concrete, the occasional breeze offering some relief with the promise of a cool night at least. Even in just a sundress the heat was almost too for Violet as the bright yellow fabric stuck to her skin.Despite being from where she was the young woman had never liked the unrelenting humidity and heat of summer no matter where she was. Today however the young baker had a mission…or rather she’d set herself for something she’d been putting off for many days until it had just eaten away at her for too long. She walked down the street, others giving her space as they saw the cane she leaned upon, her other hand full, tangled up in the twine holding together a small lavender box.

The protests of Lynn and June had been understandable ones given the lie she’d told them to explain the crutches that Gabe had “borrowed” the first several day. Falling down the stairs, it seemed so stupid, but they took it, no evidence of the terror that had swept through the shop left to explain. The others had simply accepted it all, the fall, the broken ankle, the sudden departure of their previous delivery boy…

The shop was pristine and in one piece, no blood, no body, nothing left to tell the story that Vi could not bring herself to tell to the others. Despite everything falling so neatly into place though did not mean things were fixed. She’d not slept in her own bed for days now, Gabe taking her far away to his own home every night to make sure that no one could get to her, but the night terrors would still find her at times, and even in the day light the flashes of memories would leave her so shaken that even in the middle of the work she loved so much she’d have to stop and leave.

The fear still lingered, but it wasn’t as strong as it had been at first, now there was another feeling that twisted up inside of her as the days past with no sign of Harrison anywhere to be found. He’d just left her at the hospital with Gabe, barely any explanation given for the events that had put her there and no further word since. She’d been angry, sad, confused…all sorts of feelings tearing up inside of her as she tried to sort them all out a she stood in front of the building where she knew he lived. While she’d only ever seen it from the inside with Harrison she knew where it was having past the giant clock face many times before in her adventures around the city.

Pushing herself to stand a bit straighter she looked at the door, not yet entering as she bit the inside of her cheek.

“Miss—“

Another lover, the psycho who had seemed so vicious until Harrison has stood before him. Only then did he stop the pain that she could still feel with her steps.

“Pardon Miss…”

Compared to the both of them she’d been powerless, stupid…the other woman who was no doubt at the bottom of the food chain, caught between the two and whatever lover’s tiff she’d found herself in. He’d left her and that night in the hospital had been the last she’d ever seen…

“Can I help you Miss?” Her grip on her cane tightened like the feeling in her chest that made it hard to breath. Suddenly she was very aware of the man in front of her, the dark grey suit and badge saying ‘SECURITY’ making it very clear who he was as she held the door open for her, “I saw you carrying your things, do you need me to call up for you?”

Leaning on the cane she shuffled in a few steps to the grand looking lobby, air conditioner hitting her like an arctic chill, running down her spine making sweat freeze to skin. She looked around as if suddenly he’d just appear for her, but all that was stretched out in front of her was an empty lobby and sleek leather furniture, and a security guard eager to either help her or make her leave. Taking another step in from the door Violet turned to look at the security guard, holding up the lavender box, the sweet smell emanating from it, ”I have a special order for Harrison Rasmussen from Little Slice of Heaven. Can you call him for me?”

“Of course, take a seat” The guard motioned to the leather couch near the elevator, it was cold to the touch as she sat down, a welcome relief to get off her feet as she set the box in her lap, watching as he spoke on the phone at his desk, picking nervously at the twine as the sky outside went from blue to the softest hues of pink and gold, the lobby lights flickering on.

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 24 2014, 11:28 PM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

Silence had become Lucifer's new companion, a deafening roar that was only just barely held at bay but the sound of the clock upon the wall and his own foot steps. Time had slowed the first time, it had just crept along so painfully slow. This time, it seemed like it had just given up on him and left entirely. If it weren't for the massive clock faces he probably wouldn't have realized when it was night or day.

Beelzebub had been easy enough to placate. Even if the other archdemon did not and could not understand Lucifer's feelings towards Violet he understood them the best he could, and respected his wishes. Where Lucifer and Beelzebub stood with each other in any sort of a relationship sense was always in very loose terms. He loved him, but it was a complex love that there simply wasn't a word for. They were each others and at the same time they were not. They never had nor would be bound to one another.

But Violet, he feared he'd lost her for good now. She'd given him one more chance, he'd promised to never lie. For all intents and purposes he hadn't lied. He'd been trying to deep the darkness, the parts she said she wasn't afraid of, but he was still afraid to show away from her. But his plan had failed. A few nights after it all had happened he'd appeared in her small space upstairs but he didn't find her there, and he hadn't the strength or courage to step foot into the bakery during the day, he didn't even know if it was open. For all he knew Violet had up and left, too afraid or too mad to stay within the city. He hadn't dared to call Gabriel either, knowing that the fallen arch was with her was enough, he knew she was safe with him, safer then with himself, a thought that twisted up his heart something horrid. He cared for her to so much, so much he dare say that he loved Violet, but no matter what he couldn't stop her from getting hurt. No matter how careful he was, something just seemed to happen. And this...she'd come so close to death. It made him truly realize how fragile human lives were how quickly he could have lost her. But it seemed like he already had, and he wouldn't have blamed her. It was why he didn't fight back when Gabe had socked him in the nose, why he'd let her yell at him when he had last seen her. He deserved it, he'd deserved it all.

Lucifer hadn't left his penthouse since that night. He couldn't remember how long it had been since Beelzebub had left, Chris had called a few times, asking where he was, her tone more and more worried each time, but he didn't want to yet again be 'moping' around her so he opted to stay in the penthouse, tucked into the corner of the couch staring off into nothing.

Normally he kept himself clean shaven, but he'd let scruff form that only seemed to further highlight his angular features. Off in the back of his mind he'd heard the phone ringing, he was aware of it. It wasn't till the middle of the fourth ring his mind had released him for his stupor and he reached for it.

The security guard on the other end paled a few shades and started to nod repeatedly into the receiver muttering "yes sir"s over and over apologizing after each second or third. Hanging up the phone he walked as briskly as he could without running to Violet. "I'm so sorry Miss Kennedy I apologize for keeping you. If I had known it was you I would have let you go straight up. The last elevator on the left leads directly to Mr. Rasmussen's penthouse. Here, let me call it for you," he said now running to the elevator and holding the door for her.

Upstairs Lucifer pushed himself up off of the couch, even with the summer heat in full swing Lucifer had wrapped himself in a simple shirt and hoodie along with loose pants. It was perhaps the most casual he'd been in decades. He paced slowly back and forth looking to the door the elevator would open up to.

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 25 2014, 06:51 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

It felt so good to be off her feet, in the chill of the lobby, between the relief of being off her feet and the relief from the heat she almost began to drift off. Gabe had healed her up fairly well, after three sessions the pain and become more and more bearable, and she’d been able to return to work without everyone panicking that she was some broken china doll. The commute from Iceland had taken some getting use to, but Violet had grown accustomed to travel via angel since Gabe had insisted she stay with him for her safety.

Letting her head fall back against the cushions as she looked up at the vaulted ceilings, the lights burning into her eyes. It was so fancy, but at the same time it lacked life, she thought of Harrison, the place really only suited him in style, but beyond that there was so much more she’d seen of him. There was warmth, there was a softness to him…but as she closed her eyes she thought of the way his eyes would nearly glitter with mirth whenever he teased her, and just as quickly as she’d fallen into the though she’d quickly snapped herself out of it so fast that it left a little ache in her chest as she turned her gaze over to the desk.

The young guard looked worried, his tan skin blanching under the bright lights before he hung up and hurried over to her. Violet clutched her box, half expecting him to usher her away, but soon he was apologizing, helping her up as he ushered her towards the door, ”I never told you my name…it’s okay…” She felt rushed suddenly, her thoughts trying to keep up as she was pulled towards the elevator summoned for her, but it wasn’t until he had her there and was pushing the button for her before leaving her that she finally was able to manage anymore of a thought than just staying up on her feet, ”Ah…th-thank you!” She called through the doors just as they shut, left alone in the quiet box that began to move, numbers flashing brightly on the display.

He was home, not only that he seemed to have frightened the guard so much she was sure he would have carried her up all the steps if he’d been told to. She fidgeted, fitting herself into a little corner of the elevator, taking the time she had during this climb to catch her breath, to perhaps even catch an idea of what she could possibly try to say to Harrison once the doors opened.

That was when the real panic began as her mind settled on him. What would she say, anger and worry brewing into a tumultuous storm in her gut, she was angry, among many other emotions: jealousy, fear, uncertainty. There had never been any promise of normalcy in dating Harrison, she knew who he was, what he was, but even with that she just knew that it hurt to not know what was happening. Still, it didn’t change how she felt about him, but what had happened had changed so much else.

Violet wondered if it was too late to send the lift back downstairs, just leave and not try to find out, protect herself from a truth she might not want and spend her days in Iceland making the endless amounts of treats in order to distract herself from the concerns that ate at her. Before she could think any further ways to turn around the elevator had stopped, the doors sliding open with a soft ding into a little hallway, a door in front of her as she stepped out, doors sliding closed behind her. Her hands were shaking, the box in them trembling in the twine sling that held it together as she went to the door.

Coming this far she knew he most likely was aware of where she was at if he’d been so urgent to send her up. Breath caught in her throat as she reached up, rapping her knuckles against the door softly, stepping back as she once again smoothed out her dress, steeling herself as the door opened, biting down on her lip as she saw him, "Harrison..."

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 26 2014, 01:58 AM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

He suddenly realized he had no idea what to expect when she walked through the door. Was she even walking? He knew Gabe would heal her, but had there been too much damage for even him to fix? Where had she been? Suddenly there were so many questions so many things he wanted to know, he'd hated no knowing where or how she was. He was so certain he'd never get to see her again, that she was through with him.

Or was this it? Was this the moment when she told him she never wanted to see him again. That night in the bakery surrounded by all of those flowers, he promised if she wanted him to go away he would. He still would, if Violet wanted nothing to do with him after tonight, he would never seek her out, he'd never see her again.

That thought stopped him dead in his tracks, his chin pinched between his fingers the sound of his scruff scraping against the pads of his fingers filling the void of his footsteps. What if she really was saying goodbye. He'd be losing one of the true good and pure things in his life. He'd lose his ray of light in all of this darkness. The thought of never seeing her smiling face again, to never hold her again, or kiss her. The thought of going through eternity without another word from her lips after her final goodbye. He thought it was already bad enough Violet was mortal and at the absolute most he'd get nearly a century with her. But to think to only have her in his life for a few months? Was this really going to be the end of it all?

Hearing the elevator making its way up his heart raced all the while it twisted up with horrid pain. His hands were trembling...why were they shaking? He clenched them at his sides digging his nails into his palms. The closer the elevator got the more he could feel her aura, and he realized how much missed it. He heard the elevator stop at the penthouse floor, the doors open, he could hear her step out, walking towards the door. Her cadence was off but he couldn't place just how. And then there was a knock.

For a moment he was rooted in place his body just unwilling to move, finally his legs carried him numbly the few steps and his hand gripped the door. Pulling it open there she was.

She literally took his breath away as he inhaled a gasp. He'd missed her so much, and kiss of sun upon her cheeks, the simple but beautiful yellow sundress, she was gorgeous. But in that same moment he saw the cane, he could see how she held herself, and he could almost feel the pain and that twisted his heart something horrid in her hand though, one of those familiar and lavender boxes neatly tied up with twine. Instantly his throat sealed up his eyes burned something awful. "Violet.." was all he managed to get out. He moved to her, but stopped his hands reaching for her but he stopped instead taking a step back allowing her in.

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 26 2014, 04:37 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

She’d almost turn tail and run in the silence that followed her knock, she counted silently in her head the space that the quiet filled up, ’1, 2,3…’ Maybe he’d left in the time it had taken her to come up, maybe he’d changed his mind? Excuses bubbled up in her thoughts as she gripped her cane to make the trembling in her fingers stop once and for all. Violet wouldn’t leave, she’d come this far even if it all did end in a mess it hurt more not knowing if it things were at their end with them or not.

She nearly jumped when the latch clicked and the door swung open wide, a startled look flashing across her features as she looked up at the form filling the doorway. Harrison Rasmussen, she’d always seen him clean cut and elegant, even in the nights she’d spent with him tangled up in his sheets she’d realized that even pajama pants and scruffy hair somehow suited him in a very pleasing way. Today however she saw the scruff on his chin, the tired look in his eyes, the loose clothing wrapped around him even though the heat outside pounded down on the city. He was still handsome, his look still gentle, perhaps a little wounded in a sense. Violet stared at him, taking it in, certainly a more pleasing sight than when he’d been covered in her own blood, it seemed to be a theme for their fights that someone ended up bleeding. It seemed so unfair that it was the case indeed…

Hearing her name snapped her out of her staring, looking up as he came closer, hands out, and for a long aching moment she wanted him to hold her just as she wanted all of that terrible night to be a horrible dream that would fade into the past. Her gaze flicked down to the hands so close to her, just a step in and she’d be in his arms, but instead of moving she remained still, back stiff as she brought her gaze back up to meet his. He moved out of her way, a silent invitation as she took it, stepping into the foyer of the penthouse, ”I never told the guard my name, I could have been anyone…well…almost anyone.” She’d avoiding saying Martin’s name as she slipped further into the room. ”You seem a little surprised by the cane, you have your brother to thank for it. He’s been healing me in sessions, they’re not the most pleasant sessions, but I can walk. He thinks he’ll be able to get me back to nearly pristine condition soon. Thank god I was never a runner.” She forced a smile onto her lips as she readjusted her grip on the box, looking around a little nervously.

The view was always as breathtaking as the first time she’d seen it, in her visits to his home she’d found herself lost in the skyline of the city many times until he would pull her away. This time she didn’t go towards the window, instead she went to the kitchen, setting down the box as she began to untie it, ”You know, you have a standing order. It’s not good for business if you don’t pick it up. Then again, I don’t know why I’m surprised I wasn’t told anything.”

She pulled out the pie, the sweet aroma of meringue mixed with the tart cutting scent of lemons. It seemed so benign the things she spoke of as she pulled out a divider from the lavender box, before taking out a second pie, cinnamon and spices floating up with the sharpness of apples. Collapsing the box she moved about the kitchen with ease as she threw it away. She’d grown so familiar with his place now that she almost considered it like her own, and then it needled into her thoughts…did Beelzebub feel the same way about it?

”I figured it out I think. The lemon is for you, Gabe is a fan of the chocolate, but I never could figure out why you bought apple pies. I never asked because I assumed you just ate them yourself, but now it makes sense. A little gift to take home to your lover, though I couldn’t figure out if it was because you felt bad for cheating or if it really was just because you all seem to just love sweets so much. It’s oddly wholesome considering who eats it.” Her chin trembled as she set things side by side before pushing off of the counter, picking her cane up again as she began to walk towards him. It hurt, not her leg or shoulder, or any of the other bruises or breaks that had dotted her body, but just knowing now what she did.

”What I don’t get is how someone would forget to mention that they already have a lover, a lover who is crazy enough to kill people for getting in their way. If I had known…” Her voice raised, her tone shaking. She looked away from him, frustrated, confused, as she spoke again she could feel her often composed voice falling into a rushed twang as tears burned in her eyes, ”I dunno whether t’be angry or embarrassed that I was stupid enough to end up bein’ some other woman. Not tellin’ me is just as bad as lyin’ about not havin’ one Harrison. What were you thinkin’?” She frowned, free hand moving to push through her hair, leaning against the wall, already feeling drained from it all.

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 27 2014, 01:22 AM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

They stood there face to face, the air between them tense and charged. A look crossed her face as if she hadn't been prepared to see him, as if he wasn't who she'd been expecting. Then again it was rare of see him in a just a button down shirt let alone such casual clothing. Most probably wouldn't even believe that he owned sweats at all.

But it was more then just that he felt. The air between them it felt strained as if they were suddenly strangers and yet not. There was a distance the two of them were placing on one another. And it only constricted his throat tighter and made his chest ache that much more. Is that what he'd become to her? Did she consider him a stranger? He'd shared so much with her, more then most angels or even demons would ever learn about Lucifer personally. But the darkness, the darkness he could never escape had crept up again. Were they just not destined to be? Was this some cruel fate saying he couldn't have the one mortal in the whole world he cared about?

If she had moved into his arms he would have held her and never let go. He wanted to, god he just wanted to wrap his arms around her waist and breathe her in and he could feel it, the want from her just as strong as himself, but both resisted. She hadn't moved a muscle till he moved out of her way and she stepped into the penthouse. Closing the door behind her he lingered there a moment staring intently at the handle. "You're the only one on my list, the only one that's ever been on my list. I gave instructions you were to be sent straight up. I didn't yell at him I promise. It's a combination of me having recently purchases the whole building outright and him being new and not wanting to 'piss off' his boss more then likely." he murmured finally turning to face her. His gaze did linger on the cane as she spoke and the way she held herself, his gaze soft, and watery as if he were on the verge but holding back. "I didn't know what to expect. If you'd be fine, or in a wheelchair, or worse." he bit at the insides of his cheeks hollowing them further. His eyes downcast at the mention of Gabe healing her he nodded slowly, wishing he could have been the one to heal her, but grateful his brother had retained some of his healing abilities, his fingers curled into his palms again feeling helpless against all of the pain she'd gone through. "I'm glad he's helped you heal. I-I wish I..." he trailed off wetting his lip.

Watching her make her way into the kitchen, he so wanted to go to her side and place a hand on her side, it pained him something horrid to watch her, to know he'd been the cause of her pain. His eyes trailed to the box watching her untie it. He knew the box had looked different when he saw the lemon slip out and then she reached in again and pulled out the apple. His stomach dropped, he may have even paled a few shades. Listening to her he closed his eyes he didn't need to look at her, he could feel the pain in her voice. He didn't try to stop the tears now they broke free when from behind his eyelids. He did look at her, and gave her his undivided attention as she spoke of lovers and being 'the other woman.' The little twang that crept into her voice, a habit he'd learned from when her emotions ran high. His throat was so constricted he could barely breathe, his gaze following her as she leaned against the wall he finally moved to her, again his hands wanting to lay upon her so bad to comfort her, but he was the root of all of this and again his fingers curled and lowered to his sides. "Violet," he began, his voice cracking a little before he cleared his throat. "If you only ever believe one thing I ever say to you it's this. You were never the other woman, don't you dare believe that for a moment." letting out a trembling sigh he swallowed hard. "I didn't forget I..."

His knees gave there in front of her and he dropped to them and he looked up at her, his blue eyes swimming, streaks upon his cheeks. "Violet I love you. I love you so much." Hanging his head he clenched his fists even harder. " And I tried, I tried so hard to keep you safe. I wasn't trying to hide any of this from you. Beelzebub...he is my lover I won't deny that. But what we have, what our relationship is I cannot put into words. We are...each others and at the same time we aren't. We have never been bound to one another. He walks with me in the darkness I dare not take you. What you and I have? It is like nothing I have ever had, with anyone. My love for you, and my love for him they are not even remotely close." he looked up at her his eyes near begging. "You are my light in all of this darkness, Violet. You awakened a part of me that I thought was lost forever. But no matter how strong and pure your light is, no matter how much you try to surround me within it I still have to walk within the darkness. I am your Harrison but I am still at my core I am Lucifer, the Morning Star. And that side of me needs him. I know you don't want to just see sides of me Violet, but there are sides you literally cannot see. It...I would kill you," he said letting out a breath, he so hated having to point out her frailty as a human. " Beelzebub is my most loyal he has never left my side or betrayed me. He is vicious and cruel, he is insane, but he is also a demon, and it is what demons do. But he didn't know how I felt about you. If he had...." he closed his eyes tight more tears finding their way down his cheeks. "Violet I am so sorry for this I wasn't trying to hide either of you from each other that was never my intention I tried so hard to keep you safe and I'm so sorry I failed you again. Please forgive me. I need you, I need you so much. Forgive me, please, please forgive me...."

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 27 2014, 01:42 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

”If you hadn’t just vanished that night you would have known exactly what happened to me. There wouldn’t be this sitting around and wondering what to expect, but you left me in that hospital that night, just poof, out of my life suddenly…out of sight out of mind.” She looked over at him as she unloaded things sighing, ”You wish…well I wish too, ya know? I was wishing so hard that what happened wasn’t real, and that I wasn’t left to think that I’d never walk or that I would go to jail for murder, and I wished that the man who I thought was my lover would have tried to stay with me.”

Even as she unloaded the treats from the tall box the urge to destroy them bubbled up, a rare emotion as she thought about throwing them at the stunned face of the devil, or simply just digging her fists in until the neatly decorated treats were nothing more than a mess. Violet had always been a creature of creation, destruction seemed a terrible thing as she left the kitchen, the items untouched though she’d brought them to make the point clear of what she now knew. Leaning up against the wall she wanted to just sink to the ground, surprised at how much energy it had taken to confront the devil as she met his gaze.

She’d expected the black eyes again, the rumbling growl as she brought up her accusations, but if there was ever a time when a creature of Heaven or Hell could look more human it was now as she saw the tears. His voice had always sounded so soothing and calm, but the crack in it was surprising as he got out his first words, stepping closer though she didn’t move. ”That’s not how things work, ya can’t say I’m not the other woman while having a lover already. I know I’m not some powerful being, but I wasn’t born yesterday to know…” He fell to his knees, the action startling enough that she almost reached out to grab him to catch him though it would have sent them both down then. Violet almost missed the words that came from him in that moment but when they did they hit her hard enough to steal her breath.

"violet i love you. i love you so much."

Love…it was a word she’d held back so long with Harrison long before Beezlebub had entered her shop, she looked down at him, her tired expression softening. How long has she wanted to hear those words from him? Not just the part of him that she knew as Harrison, but all of him, however soon it was buried under words of light and dark, and she felt the tightness in her belly grow as she looked away from the tear streaked face. This was a man who held power, influence, a man who as he’d said could kill her in his true form and force, he could have changed her mind, the time they’d spent together she’d learned of many of his capabilities and how he’d made a whole hospital drop their work to help her. This man, this devil now kneeled before her crying. The first angel, the first fallen, King of Hell…he asked her forgiveness and she pushed herself up a little higher against the wall, her gaze now looking out across the city.

”Is that all I am? A light? Is that what you love me for, the purity that I hold?” Her voice was quiet in the growing darkness as fingers clutched at her skirt, the linen crinkling under her grip, ”I’m not perfect, I have my own darkness you know. I feel things like anger and jealousy…greed! Why do you think I’m so mad to find out that this Beelzebub as your lover?” she pointed to herself, fingers digging into the spot near her heart “Different or not if you only care about me because I remind you of Heaven then is that really love? I’m human, I’m flawed, I’m not an angel…not even close to it. Can you love the part of me that isn’t like Heaven? The part that wants to break something because this hurts so much! The part that wants to have the power to get back at Beelzebub even though the anger he probably has at me is justified?” She was practically panting as she pushed off the wall, taking a few steps towards the large expanse of windows, away from Harrison.

”I don’t want you to need me, that’s not how I things should be Har—“ She stopped, staring at his reflection in the glass of the window, ”Lucifer. That’s who you are, the name I know you by is Harrison, but I know who you really are and what you’re capable of. I know firsthand now what your most loyal of your army can do. That never changed the way I felt about you though. I wanted to be with you then and even now…” She trailed off slowly, reaching out to hold herself up on the dark frame of the clock, tired of the fighting, the constant storm inside of her. She wanted things to just vanish and be okay again, but she heard the pleading in his voice, the gentleness of her to come back.

”I love you! Not just Harrison, or the light, but I love Lucifer. I wouldn’t be here right now if I didn’t love you, even after you were the biggest idiot and the biggest jerk!” Violet asked, turning to look at him once again, ”You can’t continue to keep things from me. My love is unconditional, it always has been, even after the accident Gabe knew my feelings hadn’t change, but my forgiveness isn’t so infinite. I’m still angry, I’m scared. I wake up at night with nightmares because you chose to omit something I had a right to know. Things have changed and I can’t just…this isn’t something that will just go away no matter how much I want it too.” She looked down at him sadly.

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 27 2014, 04:54 PM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

His gaze lifted to her as she spoke, his brows pulled ever so slight together creasing them, his eyes looking slightly hurt. "There hasn't been a moment since that night that I haven't thought about you Violet. I left because I felt like I wasn't wanted or needed. And if I had stayed any longer Gabriel would have done more then just break my nose. I can't heal a paper cut let alone shattered bones. Gabriel was with you, I knew you were in good hands. After I left I went and made sure that nothing could or would be tied back to you. The smell of bleach still turns my stomach. I'm sorry I didn't stay, but I was given the impression I wasn't wanted, and walls and floors don't repair and clean themselves. I-I was still trying to protect you."

Listening to her he kept his head down. He knew what it looked like to her, she looked like she was the affair on the side, but she couldn't be more wrong. Slowly he shook his head. "But you aren't, you are, you were never a side affair. I'm so sorry for how it must look, for how you feel, but believe me that you aren't that. He...he didn't attack you that night because he found out about you and I." he said looking back at her. He let out a long heavy breath and shook his head. "It was because of something much more trivial. He had no idea about us, he had no idea how I felt about you. He wouldn't have dared to touch you if he'd known. What he did was payback, what he thought would be an...annoyance to me as hard as that may seem to believe. He was angry at me for what I did to Dixie's Diner a few months back, he wanted to get back at me for taking it away. He had no idea I cared for you." it seemed so petty and unnecessarily cruel and evil, but they were demons, and all of it fell into the darkness he spoke of. It was how the hellspawn worked, it was how most humans viewed humans, it was how he had till recently.

And there he was, arguably one of the most powerful beings in this world on his knees before her, begging for her forgiveness, proclaiming his love for her. He was utterly powerless before her, he wondered if she truly grasped the power she had over him, over his heart. Would Lucifer be destined to never have true love? Or would fate always rip it from him? He cherished what he had with Beelzebub, but it wasn't the same. This. this that he had with Violet was like nothing he'd ever felt before, not even with Michael. This was a true and deep love, he would do anything for. He listened to her, felt the pain in her voice, and he swore he could feel her finger jab his own heart as she gestured to her own. He turned from spot on the floor to follow her as she walked towards the window. His gaze searched her almost looking confused as his brows pulled closer still. "How can you think so little of yourself Violet? You....you are everything to me. Yes I love you for your light, but there is so, so much more to you then that, of course I love that. I love you the good the bad the perfect the flawed all of it."

It was strange to hear her say his true name, it sent a chill down his spine. But she was right, Keeping things only hurt her, ignorance was not bliss in this case. She had every right to know everything that went on him with. Hiding it from her just kept hurting the both of them.

And yet despite everything he'd done, the pain he'd caused her, she said those three little words back. She loved him. Despite it all she loved him, knowing who and what he was, knowing about Beelz, she still loved him. "I don't deserve you." he said looking up at her. "I don't deserve your forgiveness I don't deserve your love. I don't deserve another chance. Trying to keep your safe, trying to protect you has only hurt you, hurt us. I won't hide anymore. But believe me when I say, nothing, no one is ever going to hurt you again because of me or because of my feelings, my love for you."

Getting up from the floor he rose slowly and walked over towards her, he stopped a few feet in front of her swallowing hard. "I love you Violet Kennedy, I love you like I haven't love anyone in my entire existence."

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 27 2014, 08:06 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

Violet remembered waking up long after Gabe had put her to bed the night of the attack, she had woken up in pain, but she could at least move. She’d gone down the stairs to find the shop clean, not a speck of blood, Martin was gone. Gabe had cleaned some, but hearing that Lucy had come as well, it hurt…even in all her anger that night she’d wanted to see him. ”He wouldn’t have hurt you if I asked to let you stay. I thought about you every night, I thought you would come back…after a while I just assumed you had ended things between us.” She looked down at her hands, brows furrowing as she tried not to look into that wounded gaze, ”Just because you couldn’t heal me didn’t mean I wanted you gone.” She murmured, biting back a sob.

The young baker thought about further arguing with Lucifer, she knew what an affair was, knew what it meant to be cheated on, she wasn’t so blind that it didn’t make sense, but before she could form the words the archdemon was already explaining why she’d been his lover’s target. In those moments the color drained from her face, and she nearly felt her legs go out from under her as he spoke, ”Th-that fire was you? I remember that…you mean the only reason Martin is dead, why I almost died is because that that monster was upset about a diner you burned down?” She gasped, a hand coming up to cover her face, trying to not to hyperventilate, ”That’s what psychopaths do! Did you know he was capable of this?” Her anger was almost palpable, not for Lucifer, but for Beelzebub as she suddenly felt sick to her stomach at the thought. She’d held blame against her the devil for cheating, but this…this felt so much worse.

”Now he does know though…is that going to cause problems? I want to protect the people I care about, my friends, my family…” when he’d first come to her that night she’d wanted to protect him as well, for as powerful as he was, she almost reached out to touch his cheek, but she stopped herself, fingers curling in on her palm. He said the words she wanted to hear, but she didn’t smile, a sharp sob slipping from her as she walked away from him. Of course now of all times she’d be told she was loved, be told she was someone’s everything without judgment. ”I only think that way because I felt that way? I spent days thinking that you had just used me to feel heaven…that I was just a fling. I didn’t know. I can’t hear your heart or notice all the small things like you do. I’m human, I only have what I was born with, and that ain’t much, I know…” Her cheek felt hot from the tears as she brought her fist down on the black metal that made up the clock face, the sound hollow and heavy .

She turned, hands behind her back now as she leaned against the window, setting her cane to rest at her side, Violet took a deep breath and while she was calming down her voice still held a bit of her accent in it, slower now, softer, ”You keep saying you don’t deserve this I might listen. All I want from you Lucifer is the truth…that is a sentence I never thought I would say out loud in my life.” She was tired enough to almost just lose herself in the humor of asking for honesty from the Devil, the best she could do was give a sad smile, tears still slipping down. ”I was happy with you. I still wanna be happy, I just don’t know if I’m allowed to have it.”

Cheeks went red at the last of his words, covering her face as she ducked her head, ”I wish there was a better time for those words to come. You don’t know how much I wanted to hear it. This isn’t fair…not one bit. I’ve tried to talk myself out of it, but I can’t get my heart to agree with my head. Not sure if that makes me stupid or crazy, but I know I love you.” She dropped her hands a little bit, sniffling as she tried to wipe at her eyes, looking around the penthouse, meeting is gaze. He was so much closer now, close enough to grab, to hold, but she resisted, instead moving to get her cane. ”I should go. I just wanted to make my delivery and actually hear the truth. Probably need to process a bit still. Thank you.” She started to move away, some of the tension leaving her shoulders though just from the emotional exertion she could feel the muscles trembling.

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 27 2014, 09:48 PM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

He bit the insides of his cheeks, hard as she spoke, so much so he could taste blood forcing him to relax his jaw. He gave a dry little snort though clearly not amused by whatever he was thinking. "Perhaps I've grown too use to not being wanted. I-I just felt like you'd be better off if I wasn't there." he looked down at his own hands clenching them till his knuckles turned white. Relaxing them there was a line of crescent moons in his palms beads of black blood welling. "For all of my power, all of my strength I've never felt so helpless, so useless. I could bring down this city, tear it apart block by block and drag it to the darkest blackest parts of Hell, but I can't save you." he said dropping his hands at his sides. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I wasn't there. I just...I just thought it was best for you if I wasn't there. I-I didn't know."

It was such a trivial and petty thing, but it was how the archdemons acted. It was how Beelzebub thought and worked. He wanted to get even and he thought this had been the best way to get back at his master. She watched her blanch, he wasn't sure if it was better or worse that she knew the real reason. All because he'd chosen her as his new place for pies, all because he'd burned down what Beelz had considered his spot 'their spot'. In hindsight he didn't need to burn it down. A diner full of dead bodies would have been enough, but he'd been out to make a point, to show Andrew what he was going to commit himself to. Did he knew he was capable of this? Of course, he'd encouraged much worse from the demon. That night when Beelzebub had summoned him with the screaming cries of Hail Satan as countless humans plunged to their deaths. He closed his eyes remembering they'd made love to the sound of raining bodies and terrified screams below. Sucking in a breath he let it out. "And far worse." he said opening his eyes and looking over at her. He shook his head when she asked if her family or friends were in danger. "There is many things Beelzebub is, but first and foremost he is loyal. He will not, cannot disobey my orders. And he is not to hurt you in any way shape or form and he will obey that. He isn't mad about you and I. He doesn't understand my feelings towards you, but that I have them doesn't upset him."

The sobs overcoming her, tore at his heart and he wanted so bad to just hold her, he knew she couldn't fend him off if he did, but the thought of her resisting of feeling her body tense, rejecting him was enough to keep him at bay. "You may just be human, no more no less. You might not be gifted without anything special, but that doesn't make you anything less. You are so much more Violet then you give yourself credit for I wish you'd see that."

He didn't know when it happened exactly, but the conversation started to turn and he felt his stomach drop. He heard was she was saying but it felt like it was a dream. His heart started to race. This wasn't happening, was it? ”i was happy with you. i still wanna be happy, i just don’t know if i’m allowed to have it.” "this isn’t fair…not one bit.

And then.

"I should go."

Suddenly it felt like everything was falling apart. No...how what this happening? What did this mean? She loved him, he loved her, but why...why was she leaving. She moved to grab her cane. No, no why was she going, when would he see her again? If ever?

"i just wanted to make my delivery and actually hear the truth. probably need to process a bit still. thank you.”

It sounded so cold so unfamiliar as if they were strangers. As if he hadn't just dropped to his knees and begged her, as if he hand't proclaimed his love. He started to breath heavy, almost as if he were going to hyperventilate. Before she could move past himself he near dove in front of her his arms in front of him hands up to stop her. His breaths stuttered as a new way of tears streamed down. "Please stop. Please... Please...yell at me, scream at me, curse, swear, use every name in the book, hit me, punch me, slap me, spit on me, cut me, stab me, shoot me. Anything, everything, just please...don't go....don't leave me alone. Why does everyone leave me." Grabbing at his hair he doubled over turning away from her, legs giving way again dropping him to all fours before he just slumped. "It's just like Michael....it's just like it all over again.."

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 28 2014, 11:59 AM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

The attack had been many nights ago, her wounds were closer to being healed than that night Beelz had decided to take on his quest of payback, still through the haze of the medication, the room full of doctors poking and prodding, and even the painful process of healing she’d remembered the other flashing out of her room with that dejected look, she remembered the feeling of loss, ”I wish you had asked. I wanted answers then, just like I do now. It was terrifying, you and Gabe were the only face I knew, helpful isn’t having power to fix things or destroy things all the time. Sometimes it’s just being there.” She chided, her anger slowly was reeled back in, or at least her anger at Lucifer as she pressed back into the cool glass though soon the last of the heat from the sun quickly began to warm through it.

Beelzebub, it was a face she’d never forget, it was a voice that was burned into her mind as he’d literally filled her mind with his voice before leaving her alone and injured. Worse was not something she’d wanted to hear from the man before her, and if there was an ounce blood left in her cheeks before it was gone now. She felt sick, even as he swore he’d do her no harm, ”If you really mean that, extend that protection to my friends and family. There is more than one way to hurt a person and your most loyal showed me that. I won’t go through losing anyone else. He won’t harm me or any of the people I care about. Promise me that.” through the tears her gaze hardened a bit at her own words, hands shaking. ”Please.”

Her demeanor soften, slowly the fight leaving her as she was given her answer, some of it had been helpful, and others had kept her head spinning. She sighed as Lucifer spoke encouraging words to her, shaking her head, ”It’s hard to think that way when all you’re feeling is abandoned, when you think you’re life is falling apart at the seams just because you exist and it upsets someone. It’s not easy after going through all of this pain and confusion. Do you understand that? It’s not so simple as opening my eyes and seeing when something like this has happened and the person I love left me. I literally felt like I had lost a part of me to all of this.” Violet turned her head, watching as the lights across the city came on. It was comforting to hear his soft and gentle words again, but at the same time she had to tell him about the pain she’d gone through that wasn’t physical, there was already so much pain, but it was a toxin she wanted out of her before the real healing could begin she felt.

Once all was said and done she felt better to say the least…still there was so much to take in to process. Leaving seemed the best option to give them both time to take in what was said. She’d been given answers to her questions, and even with it being as inconvenient of a time their true feelings had come out…

Violet hadn’t expected his reaction to her leaving, nearly toppled back with how fast he was suddenly in front of her, scared of just bowling him over though she was sure at this point he would suffer few bruises from it. His pleading came so fast, a cascade of punishments to dole out as she started to shake her head, ”What? No, I’m not going to do---stop I don’t want to punch or slap or---stop, Lucifer!” As he crumbled in front of her she remembered the morning she’d curled up in his lap over breakfast, the first morning since she’d learned who he really was…she remembered what he said of Michael, his lover, and she looked down at him. ”Lucifer…”

Slowly she began to kneel, the motion not the easiest in her state, every muscle protesting as she got close to him a hand going to touch his hair gently, stroking it, ”I’m not leaving you forever…that wasn’t what I meant. I’m not Michael, I’m not everyone…” Her voice was soft, she’d never thought of the supernatural to be a fragile thing, but suddenly she felt as if she was seeing something beneath the power, something raw as she pressed in closer, and arm going around his back, ”I just meant some time to think, there is still so much going on in my head, it feels like it weighs a thousand pounds…I didn’t mean to make you think…I wasn’t Lucifer.”

Her breath caught in her throat as she pulled him closer, her injured leg splayed out while her good one curled in, holding him as she sighed, ”I have to call Gabe if I’m staying…he’s been making me stay with him since the attack. I don’t want to worry him.” She murmured against the top of his head, kissing his curls. ”I won’t leave you, and I won’t hurt you.”

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 29 2014, 03:20 AM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

If he had known she'd wanted him to stay, he would have, in a heartbeat. If he'd known he would have been by her side every moment or every day. But he'd honestly thought it was better, for her, for healing if he wasn't. He honestly thought she would want nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to anger her anymore. It that even if Lucifer was older literally then time itself he knew next to nothing about being in a proper relationship. "I would have given them to you then. Violet if I had known...I just. I just assumed. I'm sorry I wasn't there, I wanted to be. I would have never left your side." he said quietly brows pulling together.

Lucifer never liked calling Beelzebub insane or mad. He never saw it as that, he knew the other heard voices he knew that they tortured him, he knew there was an internal battle going on within his most loyal constantly, be he as always been that, loyal. He knew it was no small feat that Beelzebub had stopped when he ordered him. He knew Beelz only did it because Lucifer ordered him to. The way Beelz had looked at him, his eyes pleading, he hadn't meant to upset Lucifer. Beelz messed with others, frankly delighted in irking their fellows demons, but never did it purposely to upset Lucifer and when he realized he had, he knew the other archdemon was sincere. He gave her solemn nod. "Beelzebub won't do anything to hurt or upset me, not intentionally. Upsetting you upsets me...period, he won't do it. It truly startled him, how upset I was, perhaps even scared him a little. Believe me I wanted to tear him limb from limb for what he did. He won't do anything to you or anyone you care or love Violet, I will make sure of it."

He knew it well, and he did understand, because even if it had been eons ago, he'd been the one abandoned. He knew what it felt like all too well and he hated that he'd caused that feeling for her. He nodded his head every so slight. "I do understand, I truly do Violet. I-I thought that I had lost you. I'd been given my second chance and I had blown it. I thought you'd want nothing more to do with me, because I'd hurt you far too much then you deserved. It felt like...time had forgotten me, I didn't know when one day started and another ended.. I missed you, I missed you so much and I realized how much of me was missing without. Just...feeling your aura as you came up the elevator, I felt...whole again."

It was a sudden and wholly irrational fear that struck him. It was like some horridly and heart wrenching episode of deja vu was playing out in front of him. It had started out small with Michael, and each time he was away longer and longer, till he'd lose track of how long it had been. What if this was the start of that. What if she needed time to think and she never came back? Why did everyone leave him? Why was he always forced to be alone when he needed someone the most? He panicked and near threw himself in front of her and in same terrified knee jerk reaction. If she hurt, if she was in pain if she needed to let out her anger he wanted it taken out upon him. He deserved it, he deserved to be yelled at and punched. It was why he'd taken a broken jaw and nose from Gabriel, each time he'd deserved it and he felt it deserved it now more then ever. He knew in the back of his mind she wasn't leaving him forever, he knew she needed time to think, but it just struck him, and clenched at his heart like a vice. Losing Michael cost him so much, it broke him, he couldn't bare to lose Violet, he didn't think he could handle it.

And there he was, Lucifer, The First Fallen, The Morning Star, The Author Sin, and King of Hell reduced to a crumpled, quivering, sobbing mass upon the floor, begging, pleading to not be left alone. In that moment the shy and meek seraphim that Lucifer had once been came through, so much so he jumped a little at her touch. As she tried to explain he understood, he knew what she'd meant, he understood why she needed time why she wanted to go. He tried to get his breathing under control, tried to stop shaking. "I know you didn't mean that. I know, I know, I know." he chanted squeezing his eyes shut tight and weak fist hitting the floor before his palm lay against it. "I just....no matter how hard I try...no matter what I do. I just want love. It seems so simple for everyone else. But every time I try it just slips through my fingers."

Suddenly she was so close, her warmth and smell surrounding him once more, that strained distance forgotten and her hand through his hair the feel of her arm round his back, her lips upon the crown of his head. All so familiar but it seemed like a lifetime ago. He nodded a little at the mention of Gabe. Of course, it made sense that's why she wasn't home. Of course he'd take her home, not many places were safer than Iceland. And then he realized their position the way she was having to hold herself. He turned in her embrace trying to take her weight. "Your leg, this can't be good for it." he murmured. Swallowing hard he brought up a cautious perhaps even slightly scared hand to one of her one his fingers delicately laying upon the top of her hand. "Thank you..." he breathed out, it meaning so many things in so many ways in that moment.

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VIOLET GRACE KENNEDY
Posted: Aug 29 2014, 03:00 PM


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I don’t know where you’re going
but do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going

It did little to settle her nerves to hear Lucifer promise that his “most loyal” would do no harm to those around her. She frowned still, looking away, ”I don’t like violence, but that…meeting him…trust me I would not have thought less of you for it in that moment.” Anger still burned strong against the archdemon who had been so gleeful to see the blood and the pain, ”He’s not welcome in my shop, you make that clear. I won’t allow any violence through those door…I never thought I would have to demand that…then again I never thought I would find myself in love with the Devil himself.”

Shadows stretched slowly across the room, her own looming further across the pristine ivory and ebony of the penthouse, tangling with the shadows that the clock cast, mingling with that of the other as he spoke. ”I thought we had learned before that staying far away and not talking didn’t solve anything. I thought with the second chance that would mean you’d tell me things, even if they were things I didn’t want to hear. I thought it was you that didn’t want me anymore, even if it was the fear that you thought I wouldn’t want you, it’s better to know the answer then just pretend the problem doesn’t exist.”

It was hard medicine to swallow, probably for the both of them the longer Violet stayed, the more that came out from both of them. Part of the baker hadn’t even expected to be let up to the penthouse, or that he would even be around here at all. It had all been a chance, and even now that she was in she’d been almost expecting to be turned out at a point. She’d been practically trembling at the thought of confronting him, expecting a fight, resistance, but now with her soul bared she watched Lucifer sink down slowly. Anger waned, he knew abandonment, from Michael, from Heaven, and while she wasn’t going to abandon him he knew what she felt then that night and the days to follow after he’d vanished from her life.

From her spot on the floor with him she listened, holding him, ”Love isn’t simple, just like coming here today wasn’t simple, or making it clear how I felt wasn’t easy, or coming to terms with what you were…a-and the people who are around you. It’s work and it’s complicated, even when things are going to hell the only way any resolutions is found is by both people working, by trying…even if it breaks our hearts in the end.” Violet whispered into his curls, a hand stroking gently down his back. She wanted happiness, she wanted it all to be fixed and perfect, but the petite baker had not fooled herself that a few words would make everything sunshine and rainbows. The poison was out, but the wound was still open as the two of them sat on the floor in their huddle in the growing darkness.

”I didn’t even think you would see me Harri---Lucifer…” She sighed, burying her face against his shoulder, ”I don’t know what to call you anymore to be honest. I don’t want to pretend anymore, I don’t want the façade of Harrison, but I can’t just call you Lucifer out in public.” It was an amusing thought though that for a moment brought a smile to her face before he brought up her leg. She shifted, trying to push her skirt down over it a little more, out of sight out of mind before Violet attempted to get up, very obviously struggling as she reached for her cane. Her phone was with her bag in the kitchen and from where she was it would indeed be a frustrating and uncomfortable walk.

”I’m okay, it’s just stiff still…not all the healing is done yet. Gabe is working hard, but it’s draining on both of us to do it, and we have to make the healing look realistic or else someone is going to ask questions. I’ve had enough questions asked about my life at this point. I don’t want others involved in this supernatural business if I don’t have to.” Turning her hand under his she grasped it tightly, ”Things aren’t just magically fixed, but I’m glad that I could see you, that we could finally talk. I-I really do love you…I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t you know…I just wish there had been a better time to say how I felt and not in the middle of a fight.”

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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HARRISON GREGORY RASMUSSEN
Posted: Aug 29 2014, 11:06 PM


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I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
Tell me that you need me...

He watched her as she spoke, the way the setting sun cast its harsh light upon her, the light catching her hair, brushing over her skin. "There is no way to avoid violence, not with me, not when so many want me dead. Not while I must rein over Hell." he started looking out across the city as he spoke quietly. "It's apart of me, but I promise to do all I can keep it from you. I've taken care of Beelzebub."

He looked down letting out a little snort to himself another humorless lopsided grin passing quickly across his lips."I watched the creation of this earth, but even after all of that time it seems I know next to nothing about how to be in a proper relationship. You're right I shouldn't have assumed I should have stayed or I should have sought you out. I just... I didn't want to hurt you anymore, but I have. I promise, no more running away, we'll talk, anything, everything. You can handle so much more then I've given you credit for. I'm not hiding from you anymore." he said with a nod. He couldn't keep all of the darkness away from her, resistance had only made it force its way through. If he allowed some of it in, let it flow around them, it would be for the best.

Listening to her, he closed his eyes, focusing on her voice, on everything about her. Beat of her heart, the warmth of her touch upon his back, the mist her breath left upon his hair, all of it. "I want this, I want us. I know it isn't easy, that even with all of my powers I can't just make it happen. I'm ready I'm willing to work for us Violet. What, who I am, who and what you are it shouldn't, it won't stop me from fighting for us. So long as there is a chance so long as you'll take me. I love you, I love you in a way I never knew could exist and I won't let that slip away from me so easily."

Letting out a little breath at her comment about not knowing what to call him, he looked over his shoulder a little. "Whatever feels right to you. I have to admit, before I met you no one ever called me Harrison. Mr. Rasmussen from time to time, but never by the first name I use. I got so use to hearing it that for a moment hearing my true name didn't sound right. It's...odd to hear you use it, but...I like it."

His attention was instantly pulled to her leg, how she'd kept it straight, and now so close he could feel the strain in her muscles to keep weight off of it, struggling to get up without the support of her cane. He dared to take control of the situation, his moves were quick, but fluid as he caught his leg under her making a seat out of it for her, his hand still laced with hers his other arm round her for support. He gave one more dry snort. "It seems all of our great confessions come at the worst times don't they? You can use my phone." he said before standing up, easing Violet into his arms. "I know you walked here on your own, but let me help, I can at least do this. I'm here now."

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”You know I thought with my brother coming home one day that would mean all the violence was finally over. Between you and Gabe I just have more people to worry about now. I wish it could be different, it’s not fair.” Violet doubted that life would ever be fair to her, but it just hurt to think that Lucifer and Gabe were meant to be enemies, fighting for different sides and there she was in the middle…and then of course there was Beelzebub…would all of lucifer’s followers be the same? Violet was almost too scared to ask.

How long had she waited to hear him say he wouldn’t run again? It was almost amusing to listen to him talk about his age as if that gave all the wisdom to someone, she shook her head, loose strands of hair falling into her face, ” No one’s perfect, trust me on that. I’ve been trying to set Gabe up and he basically is floundering. If there ever was a need for an archangel to need a life raft it’s him.” She smiled softly, the days that had passed that her lover had not shown his face the young baker had tried to focus on anything else but him. Her work, the pet that Gabe almost regretted giving her now, and of course the only connection she had to the Devil. He’d shared his home with her, his food, healed her, and in return she’d tried to help him though they often ended with him shouting at her to stop. It had been a fun distraction, but only a temporary one.

”That’s all I ask…that is all I have ever asked.” Her heart was racing, beating wildly against her ribs as he spoke, blushing as she buried her face against his shoulder as he spoke of all the things he’d do now, ”All you ever needed to do was just try…for god sakes you filled my bakery up as if it was a florist’s shop to apologize the last time. Is it so hard just apologize and explain?” Fingers brushed over his cheeks, kissing the top of his head once more, holding him before he looked away from her.

”I’ll call you whatever you like then. Doesn’t change how I feel about you.” She’d been trying her best to get up without asking for help, she’d been at it for a while now, never liking how others would stop her from even working, seeing the pity in their eyes. She hadn’t asked for help, but she found herself in a rather difficult position until she felt the arm going around her and suddenly she was weightless as she was pulled up. In the cool air of the penthouse the sudden warmth of the arms around her made her shiver as she looked up at Lucifer with surprise.

”Terrible timing with everything. Almost makes me wonder if we’re being pushed together or someone is trying to push us apart.” She murmured, voice softening as she realized how close she was to the other, hands slipping along his sides as she looked up at him, ”Is it that obvious that I have that much pride in being self-suffiecient?” She asked, gaze cast down for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being close to him again, realizing how much she missed his touch.

”My phone is in the kitchen, not that far away. I really just want to make sure that Gabe knows to feed little Quinn and that he doesn’t think I was kidnapped or anything, though I’m sure he could find me easily enough.” Her gaze slowly moved back up to meet Lucifer’s, sighing as she leaned against him a little more, ”I’m still going to need time to process it all…it’s hard to be happy and angry at the same time…a little confusing really. Still want to break something or scream, but at the same time I just want to be here with you. This really isn’t easy work.” Violet touched her head to his shoulder, breath coming out in a half sigh half laugh as she held onto Lucifer, quiet now as she just stood there, thoughts buzzing through her mind.

”Once again I end up in your penthouse without anything with me. We should really stop meeting this way…or I should just start leaving stuff here for nights like these.” She broke the silence,chuckling as she started to pull away slowly.

NOTES: This hurt to write…that is how you know it’ll be fun
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