And flinch she does. Visibly. Her wings shudder long after she's tried to wipe her face empty once more. "The first Fallen, cast out of Heaven. One and the same. He....is not the being as I know him. Not the one from my world. But he is every bit as powerful as that one." Why a being so massively powerful should deign to play with the ants of mortality beneath him is anyone's guess, but Lucifer seems fond of mortals.
They supply the belief all such beings of the Collective Unconscious need to exist but still....
"I didn't...." She's caught off guard by the embrace. So similar to the one Lucifer had tried to wrap her up in. Given freely by the only person Nike has ever cared to impress. "I didn't handle it. I broke down and started crying." She hates herself with every fiber of her being to have to admit to that. "N...no. He does not wish to hurt me. I amuse him. He wishes me to be his companion." Even though Nike is terrified of him in turn. Lucifer cannot seem to understand why. "H...he embraced me and pitied me when I caused a scene."
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They supply the belief all such beings of the Collective Unconscious need to exist but still....
"I didn't...." She's caught off guard by the embrace. So similar to the one Lucifer had tried to wrap her up in. Given freely by the only person Nike has ever cared to impress. "I didn't handle it. I broke down and started crying." She hates herself with every fiber of her being to have to admit to that. "N...no. He does not wish to hurt me. I amuse him. He wishes me to be his companion." Even though Nike is terrified of him in turn. Lucifer cannot seem to understand why. "H...he embraced me and pitied me when I caused a scene."