Have you missed me?

[bringerof_light]

Ah. Earth. There's nothing quite like the mortal world. The stench of humans and the overhead smog of sin and debauchery. It's my kind of place. In fact, it is my place. And, after a short absence, I'm back

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[i_hear_a_voice]

*Timidly, which is not her usual manner, Joan approaches. She feels drawn to the stranger somehow. SHe doesn't even know why. At the same time she feels like she should bolt and run the other way as fast and as far as she can. And yet...she doesn't run* Uh...Hi.

[bringerof_light]

*Lucifer smiles. It'd almost be pleasant if it weren't so toothy.* Hello Joan.

[i_hear_a_voice]

*Joan closes her eyes briefly. He knows her name. Probably another version of God. Great. SHe opens her eyes and looks at him. Definitely the most mesmerising body He has chosen. Even more than the one she calls cute-guy-God*

Uh, hi. *Idiot. You already said that. But her mind can't seem to come up with anything else*

[bringerof_light]

*Lucifer explores a little, amused to find out she thinks he's Him. He smiles again, eyes flashing. Everything about him is suggestive*

Behaving well, saying your prayers every night, I hope?

[i_hear_a_voice]

*She nods in response to his words, his voice that seems to be inside her head, curling around her own thoughts. Her own thoughts which are muddled and unclear, and all folding in and returning to him. She is completely mesmerised, unable to turn away or even blink*

Every night. Yes. Every night.

[bringerof_light]

*He walks around to stand behind her, leaning down enough to speak smoothly into her ear, his lips brushing her skin. Lucifer's voice is seductive and more than that, it's knowing*

Such sweet prayers. Do you think I listen to every single one, Joan?

[i_hear_a_voice]

*His voice, his words, send a shiver down her spine. She can feel her pulse increase, her palsm start sweating*

I...no. I mean...I know you're busy...I...I just...I...

*She gnaws on her bottom lip, pushes a hand through her hair. He's never affected me like this before. Why can't I think straight?*

[bringerof_light]

You just what?

*Lucifer's purring the words out now, his hands resting lightly on Joan's hips and creeping round her waist*

You can tell me anything, dearest.

[i_hear_a_voice]

I know...I just...*Joan shakes herhead. She can feel him pressing against her, and she feels warm all over. Like a blanket covering her. She feels safe within the warmth, and leans into it, into him*

I don't even know what I was going to say...

[mistersmith_tm]

"Joan."

Mister Smith, a prophet of God and warned by the Voice of what is happening, slowly walks up to his young friend.

"Joan," he said again, his voice gentle but warning as he looks over her shoulder at the Prince of Light. Knowing full well who "he" is. "Don't say anything else."

OOC: Apologies if Mister Smith is interfering where he doesn't belong, but as a prophet and Joan's friend, he couldn't let this go without trying to protect her.

[bringerof_light]

Lucifer smiles at the man. He has his arms around Joan now, so strong and unmoveable she can't escape without him letting her. And why would she want to move when it's so much more intoxicatingly pleasant where she is.

"A prophet. How lovely it is to come back to such a welcome."

OOC: No worries. The more, the merrier =)

[i_hear_a_voice]

Joan's head turns toward Smith's voice, bu she doesn't move to get out of the embrace. She is quite content where she is, warm and secure. She feels safe.

[mistersmith_tm]

"Joan." Softly. Gently. "Joan, that's not Him. That's not God. At least, not our God." He held out his hand to her, just close enough but not touching. "I would never lie to you, Joan. But," he nodded toward Lucifer, "He would. He's the Prince of Lies."

[bringerof_light]

"I would never. Lying is a sin." Lucifer sounds completely sincere, but amusement is evident in his eyes as he winks at Smith. His lips brush against the corner of her mouth as he speaks. "I would never lie to you, Joan."

[i_hear_a_voice]

Joan's arms move up, reaching behind her head to him. SHe giggles slightly, a carefree, happy sound following the contact of his lips against hers. Even if it wasn't exactly a kiss, the touch makes her mouth tingle.

"Yess...Lying is a sin," Joan repeats. She looks at Smith, her expression almost blank. "You can...you can go now."

[mistersmith_tm]

Mister Smith let his hand fall to his side. He understands what Lucifer is. Knows he has never met a being so powerful or deadly. But he can't let Joan be seduced by him. He can't let her fall to the Angel.

He'd die first.

"Let her go," he said in an even tone. "If you want to hurt someone, fine. Take me instead. Do what you want. But let her go."