Matthew, need I remind you that we're from far different worlds and saying you're part of something larger is like comparing apples and oranges?
[ She leans in as though sharing a secret. ]
My world? Is so expansive, there is a complete parallel of it running alongside my universe. Same people. Same powers. Some slight alterations in events that have either happened or have not happened yet. My world can't even be contained to one specific world, it needs two and possibly even more for all I know. All this to say, we are in no way comparable. Your powers, whatever you're a part of -- it no longer matters. Not here.
[ Just like his loyalties. They no longer matter, and yet he chooses to keep them. A slippery little manipulator like Abduxel needs someone to pull his strings and direct him. Without direction, it seems as though he's only capable of playing games and making out with taken men. ]
But I digress. I look forward to working closely with you.
[Lucifer's arrival had been painfully bittersweet; bound to direction and orders so long, he has no idea how to make his own purpose, and without Him would just drink alone all day while tormenting people around him. Feeling any kind of rush he can get his grubby hands on.
He listens to her, bristling, uncertain why exactly he feels so uncomfortable. He wants to pace back and forth, like a tiger in a small cage.]
It does matter. It would follow me home if I left, and it would follow me for eternity. Do you expect to live forever, Raina? I do.
[There's the unspoken implication that it's a curse he can't die. No escaping this fate.
He won't drop the subject, referencing what she said earlier about accomplishing great things.] What would you imagine me to accomplish, I wonder? Is it coincidentally the very same thing you hope to do? If you need help with something, all you need to do is offer me incentive, not... whatever this is.
[ Well, from the sounds of things, it seems as though he's taken the bait. Inwardly, Raina smirks but outwardly, her expression is gentle and almost sympathetic. ]
Think for a moment about why this upsets you.
[ And she lets that linger for a few seconds before shaking her head. ]
Matthew, I have no intention of using you for anything other than the task Lucifer has assigned to us. What I said isn't about me trying to recruit you to work alongside my ideals. What I said was for you. You must know deep down that you have the potential to do something incredible in this world. Why hold back?
It's a shame you can't feel what I feel right now with the famine ring. The weight of the world lifts off your shoulders once you finally give in to your deepest desires.
[Still irritated, her question only spawns spirals of despair over how trapped he feels, how hopeless, how eternally bound, how cheated. How unfair! But it's defeatist, forlorn, and angry. It might take some work yet to ever spur him to true rebellion.
But, something incredible? His mind still responds with like what? He's never felt like more than a drop in the ocean. A drug smuggler in a sea of drug smugglers; a demon in a sea of demons; an imPort in a sea of imPorts.
First, he latches onto something easy: he laughs at her mention of deepest desires, and he sounds sarcastically jovial.]
Give in to your deepest desires. That's supposed to be my line. Do you really think a demon like me holds back from desire? But I thought this was about Crane.
Oh... I lied. I do hold back from flaying Crane alive, and that is certainly a desire in me. Is that the incredible thing you'd have me do? It will happen. Patience is a virtue.
[He taps his fingers, and then suddenly gets serious.]
You say I'm better than all this, but you don't know me at all. You say I could do incredible things, but you've never seen what I'm capable of. What are you trying to get at?
Abduxel, I don't need to know you to see what's inside of you. It was a gift of mine back home -- my main gift, to find those who had gifts of their own and awaken them to live their lives to their fullest potential. You react with such suspicion and doubt, and I wonder is it because you fear my intentions or is it that you fear I may be right?
[ The part about Crane is entertaining, and hell, when Raina goes through the gassing, she will be all for that flaying of Crane. But right now, Crane is on the backburner in favor of observing the demon -- watching his behaviors. He reminds her of a feline, swishing its tail in irritation, not quite sure whether to surrender to the strokings or scratch the hand giving them. ]
Your intentions, undoubtedly. For all I know, you seek to tell the Morningstar that I'm defiant, to take a better position for yourself.
[Crane holds that fear over Abduxel's head, and everyone Lucifer picks is selfish.
But what she's said does have him tempted, even if he will only hint towards admitting it. The sweet lure of freedom, which he tasted tentatively in his first weeks here before Lucifer's arrival; it was by the grace of the Morningstar that he wasn't immediately punished for the defiant, independent way he'd dove into his freedom then. It was a test, probably, to see if a touch of freedom would get him headstrong enough to fight for more. And Raina is testing him now. On the inside, he's failing, and so he alternates between accidentally letting that show, and overcompensating.
Goodness no. A higher position under him is still a position as nothing more than a servant. I like to consider myself a contractor.
[ She studies her nails and then eyes the ring on her finger with a smile. ]
He requests something from me and it's within my right to say no. Though if the price is right and the end result is something I can approve of, I'm more than happy to offer my assistance. No deals. No bargains. I don't request anything of him. I have nothing to gain or lose. I'm no fool when it comes to playing with the devil. And trust me, I'm certainly not after your position.
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[ She leans in as though sharing a secret. ]
My world? Is so expansive, there is a complete parallel of it running alongside my universe. Same people. Same powers. Some slight alterations in events that have either happened or have not happened yet. My world can't even be contained to one specific world, it needs two and possibly even more for all I know. All this to say, we are in no way comparable. Your powers, whatever you're a part of -- it no longer matters. Not here.
[ Just like his loyalties. They no longer matter, and yet he chooses to keep them. A slippery little manipulator like Abduxel needs someone to pull his strings and direct him. Without direction, it seems as though he's only capable of playing games and making out with taken men. ]
But I digress. I look forward to working closely with you.
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He listens to her, bristling, uncertain why exactly he feels so uncomfortable. He wants to pace back and forth, like a tiger in a small cage.]
It does matter. It would follow me home if I left, and it would follow me for eternity. Do you expect to live forever, Raina? I do.
[There's the unspoken implication that it's a curse he can't die. No escaping this fate.
He won't drop the subject, referencing what she said earlier about accomplishing great things.] What would you imagine me to accomplish, I wonder? Is it coincidentally the very same thing you hope to do? If you need help with something, all you need to do is offer me incentive, not... whatever this is.
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Think for a moment about why this upsets you.
[ And she lets that linger for a few seconds before shaking her head. ]
Matthew, I have no intention of using you for anything other than the task Lucifer has assigned to us. What I said isn't about me trying to recruit you to work alongside my ideals. What I said was for you. You must know deep down that you have the potential to do something incredible in this world. Why hold back?
It's a shame you can't feel what I feel right now with the famine ring. The weight of the world lifts off your shoulders once you finally give in to your deepest desires.
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But, something incredible? His mind still responds with like what? He's never felt like more than a drop in the ocean. A drug smuggler in a sea of drug smugglers; a demon in a sea of demons; an imPort in a sea of imPorts.
First, he latches onto something easy: he laughs at her mention of deepest desires, and he sounds sarcastically jovial.]
Give in to your deepest desires. That's supposed to be my line. Do you really think a demon like me holds back from desire? But I thought this was about Crane.
Oh... I lied. I do hold back from flaying Crane alive, and that is certainly a desire in me. Is that the incredible thing you'd have me do? It will happen. Patience is a virtue.
[He taps his fingers, and then suddenly gets serious.]
You say I'm better than all this, but you don't know me at all. You say I could do incredible things, but you've never seen what I'm capable of. What are you trying to get at?
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[ The part about Crane is entertaining, and hell, when Raina goes through the gassing, she will be all for that flaying of Crane. But right now, Crane is on the backburner in favor of observing the demon -- watching his behaviors. He reminds her of a feline, swishing its tail in irritation, not quite sure whether to surrender to the strokings or scratch the hand giving them. ]
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[Crane holds that fear over Abduxel's head, and everyone Lucifer picks is selfish.
But what she's said does have him tempted, even if he will only hint towards admitting it. The sweet lure of freedom, which he tasted tentatively in his first weeks here before Lucifer's arrival; it was by the grace of the Morningstar that he wasn't immediately punished for the defiant, independent way he'd dove into his freedom then. It was a test, probably, to see if a touch of freedom would get him headstrong enough to fight for more. And Raina is testing him now. On the inside, he's failing, and so he alternates between accidentally letting that show, and overcompensating.
What a struggle.]
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Goodness no. A higher position under him is still a position as nothing more than a servant. I like to consider myself a contractor.
[ She studies her nails and then eyes the ring on her finger with a smile. ]
He requests something from me and it's within my right to say no. Though if the price is right and the end result is something I can approve of, I'm more than happy to offer my assistance. No deals. No bargains. I don't request anything of him. I have nothing to gain or lose. I'm no fool when it comes to playing with the devil. And trust me, I'm certainly not after your position.
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...Well. If there's anything else you'd like to discuss... Otherwise, if you'd like to meet at my home we can arrange your flowers when you're ready.
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Give me the address and I'll be there. I look forward to this new opportunity, Abduxel.
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De Chima #002. Don't mind my roommates, if you encounter them.