May 16, 2007 19:32
Lucifer sat reading a book that most certainly had not started clucking or laying eggs before. Something like that just would not be allowed in this house.
Though it would have been interesting to see.
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This, was a lot of pensiveness for one house.
Gradually, something about Lucifer's reaction began to resonate in Wilson's brain. A particular question that he found himself increasingly curious about and finally, despite the fact that conventional wisdom told him to keep a fair distance from the Prince of Hell, Wilson found himself at the base of the stairs leading up to Lucifer's apartment.
Pursing his lips, Wilson put his hands in his pockets and headed up the stairs before he thought better about what he was doing and turned away. Upon reaching the top landing, he stood quietly just outside the door and waited.
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Lucifer, it seemed, was not in the mood to play the good host.
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"Just remember the bed pans," Wilson whispered to himself as he reached for the door knob and pushed it open.
Stepping across the threshhold, he pushed the door closed behind him and then turned, leaning back against the jamb.
"So, I was thinking," he began without preamble. "What was it about my answer that upset you."
Licking his lip in a pensive gesture, Wilson released the door knob and walked a few steps into the room. Setting his hands on his hips, he looked down at his toes and then back up at Lucifer.
"Then I realized, that wasn't the right question."
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Did the mortal really need to get into this now?
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