Lucifer’s eye twitched, and he snorted, lip curling not quite cruelly but with no hint of warmth in the expression. “Courteous,” he replied, deadpanning the word, “And you may.”
He took a step back from the pair, and prepared to give the Duchess a helpful nudge to her location. He refused, point blank, to ruminate on the fact that the pen downstairs would now, would always, be one dog short. He refused himself that, as he refused himself to think more on the grief he’d inadvertently caused her through inaction, though the bitter taste of failure was no less sharp on his tongue.
"Are you ready to go?" he said at last, "I can assist the teleportation."
She blinked, her expression flitting further shut at the granite coldness of his voice, and struggled not to lower her eyes as her insides twisted with something like deep-seated hurt.
"…Yes," she said evenly, after a moment, and then respectfully inclined her head. "And that would be welcome. Are you ready, Nona?" she asked of the girl, not taking her eyes off of Lucifer, and picked up the crate again.
Eris - Goddess of Discord <3 (Part 2)
Eris from Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas—do not repost
Eris?? Goddess of chaos strife and discord?? more like Goddess of animated hairporn jesus lord just look at it.
((*casually spams Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas gifs because that there is exactly exactly what I’ve always imagined Kay’s hair to look like in terms of dynamics and movement.
Raph swallowed, dragging his thumb across the back of her fingers in a comforting gesture. “Shall I be the one to tell her to hide?” he asked in an undertone, inching towards the door in a way that made it clear that he’d rather be anywhere but facing down whatever was outside their apartment, be it angel or beast.
Kay hesitated, then considered the idea of facing a child at this moment and decided that that was a duty she’d be more than happy to let him handle. A Horror over a little kid any day, really.
"Do it," she said with a sharp nod, yanking her hand away from him in an effort to pull herself together. "And hurry. Whatever it is, we can’t let it stay out there for long."
Seeing how determined she was, despite her terror and the hot ball of protectiveness yelling at him not to let her go, Raph gave a quiet sigh, squeezing her hand.
"Alright," he said softly. "If- if you’re sure, then we’ll both go. We just…. need to make sure Nona’s not in danger, first. Make sure she’s hiding before we go out there. If we’re both going out, and we both get hurt… she needs to be aware of what’s going on."
Kay swallowed, realising she’d almost been hoping he would insist on it, but nodded stiffly in response. “Y-yeah,” she managed, her heart racing as she tried not to dwell on what they could be walking into. “We should do that.”
She threw a fearful glance towards the bedroom door, then, still holding on to his hand, shuffled closer and tried to straighten up into a more battle-ready posture.
"I don’t know!" Raph said, spreading his hands and shaking his head. "I- Whether it’s the thing or whether it’s Metatron, not going out and checking is a terrible idea - we can’t stay holed up in here forever.”
Swallowing, he caught her hand and pried it off his shirt, stroking over her knuckles. “Especially not with Nona here.” He met her gaze, his own worried and unhappy. “If it’s Metatron, we need to find a way to get him away from here, so he doesn’t see you and Nona. If it isn’t, we-” He shook his head, biting his lip. “-I need to fight it off before it brings C- the big one here.”
"I’ll go with you," Kay said heavily, leaning in to follow him as if afraid he’d take a step without her, the hand he was holding curling into a fist. "You don’t- you don’t know what that thing is like, I do, you’re too nice and it’ll walk all over you if you even give it a chance, I need to- you’re not doing it alone.” Even as she said the words, they struck inside her like the tolling of a bell. Her heart skipped a beat and she could have laughed at herself and her stupid insistence on doing what was worst for her, and she fought down the choking surge of images that threatened to overwhelm her, shivering uncontrollably as her bones ached with cold.
"Those- those were the wards," Raph said, pressing a steadying hand to his chest, slowing his heartbeat, as he pushed himself out of the bed, and shook his head, glancing at her and then the door with wide eyes. "I… wanted to make sure they weren’t going to be missed."
He shook his head, trying to snap himself out of his befuddled terror, and focused on her, trying to piece things together. “It’s- it feels like the Metatron is out there. Or at least, it’s his aura that’s out in the hall. It’s not- he’s not moving from there, and the hallway alarm is still going. Should- do you want to stay here while I go see how he- why he- what’s going on?”
"Th-the wards?!” Kay repeated incredulously, but cut herself off, frowning as she noticed the other presence now that he’d pointed it out, panic replaced by sharp confusion. She was about to nod slowly, recognising the aura as one that was vaguely familiar from that run-in they’d had earlier, but then-
“No!” she said sharply, scrambling to her feet on shaking legs and stumbling towards him, hand reaching out as if to hold him back. For a moment she couldn’t quite gather her thoughts enough to come out and say it, dammit, so she fisted a hand in his shirt as if to ground herself.
"No," she managed again, and shook her head wildly, trying to impress on him how important this was. "It’s not- it can’t be him, why would it be- Those things, the things that- the thing I met could make itself look like someone else and feel like someone else too, it can’t be him, he wouldn’t know where we are and even if he did why the hell would you just drop in on someone in the middle of the night? It’s a trap, it must be, it’s that thing and it’s waiting for us to come out because it’s not powerful enough to get past the wards!”