Meeting Again [Ongoing]

[demonlordnomore]

Character(s): Alexiel thenewseraphita and Lucifer demonlordnomore
Content: Lucifer's dream come true, maybe.
Setting: Somewhere around Folios Weaponry.
Time: Early evening.
Warnings: None.

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[thenewseraphita]

"Penny for your thoughts," her voice murmured as light as the wind and fast as the beacon of the fake sun. Alexiel was made of elements, of Creation and, now, of Destruction as well. She was unstable and changing, she could feel the unstoppable lost of her original identity while her self was merging with what she took from her brother.

God's heartless doll, his beloved daughter, the Messiah of demons and angel of retribution; the glorious goddess of warfare and former great organic angel. She had called herself angel of death, but that name was empty, she was... different.

No longer a twin or a sister, Alexiel felt, for the first time in the immeasurable eons of her existence, so confused and alone. That weakness was what she tried to hide from him. She wouldn't like to be vulnerable. Fragility was a trait neither wanted to show.

"That's what humans say, isn't it?"

[demonlordnomore]

For a moment, he just stared at the figure of the woman who had landed on the roof in front of him. One of her wings hid the fake sun from his view. From behind that wing, it alluminated her in a peculiar way. She looked almost as though she had acquired a halo. The thought would maybe have provoked a small, sardonic grin, but he was too busy right now drinking in the sight of her - and her aura, which had hit him somewhat suddenly, as she had hidden it before.

He thought he noticed an oddity in it, a brief fluctuation, but then it was gone. Still, he was left with the slight notion that something was off - he was very well aware that her brother's death hadn't been easy on her - but he chose not to inquire upon it as of yet.

Instead he looked her in the eye, his own face serene and open, so she would know that he did not intend to antagonize her. He spoke without hurry.

"Do they? I'm not too familiar with human sayings."

[thenewseraphita]

"After possessing so many humans, I thought you would be acquaintance with the basics, Four Wings," Alexiel said, tucking her wings within, not making a move to go closer to Lucifer. She looked up, face staring at the radiant, fake sun, her eyes went soft as the reminder of her brother's inorganic light.

"How have you been?"

[demonlordnomore]

One corner of his lips quirked ever so slightly. "Do forgive me if a saying or another happens to have escaped my memory." He still looked at her, though entirely without insistence. Her change of expression did by no means escape him, yet he chose again not to comment on it.

"Such a question for me? I have not been different than any other time." He reflected upon his former thoughts and decided to share. "Though this place has proven itself quite a riddle."

He made a pause, then: "And what is your answer to that question?"

[thenewseraphita]

Pretenses were dropped, guards were shattered as Alexiel allowed herself honesty just with him. It was a pointless exercise to hide under false strength and optimism. "Different. Complete... Numb."

She stared at him, wondering what color were her eyes now. Were they golden as Rosiel's or blue as the noon sky? She brushed the dust from the journey, watching the quiet surroundings.

"This place is inorganic."