[ and he thinks it'll be funny, and he's genuinely curious if it'll stick. and if it does, the entertainment alastor gets from it will be enough lucifer won't feel endebted to him. a win-win!
having shadow tentacles grabbing it does feel much weirder than hands though and a brief, almost imperceptible shudder runs through him before he squints up at alastor and waves a hand dismissively. ]
Even if it were the real thing it wouldn't! You wouldn't be able to break it, likely, but this one should be fine.
[ if alastor does go through with it, the crack is so loud the windows rattle but there's no other physical blowback; the glow will melt away and the metal will go dull in the grasp of the tentacles.
lucifer's eyes will flash red, sharp and bright and, for a moment, triumphant as flames lick up the sides of his face, eyes glowing, horns growing, the snake on his hat lifting as a sickening approximation of what the halo once was—and then, an audible pop yet again as a new halo pops into existence and his eyes flick back to blue as everything goes back to "normal." ]
Oh, come on!
[ the barista bringing out alastor's order drops it in the chaos, but lucifer sighs and flicks out a wing to catch it before it crashes to the ground. ]
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[ and he thinks it'll be funny, and he's genuinely curious if it'll stick. and if it does, the entertainment alastor gets from it will be enough lucifer won't feel endebted to him. a win-win!
having shadow tentacles grabbing it does feel much weirder than hands though and a brief, almost imperceptible shudder runs through him before he squints up at alastor and waves a hand dismissively. ]
Even if it were the real thing it wouldn't! You wouldn't be able to break it, likely, but this one should be fine.
[ if alastor does go through with it, the crack is so loud the windows rattle but there's no other physical blowback; the glow will melt away and the metal will go dull in the grasp of the tentacles.
lucifer's eyes will flash red, sharp and bright and, for a moment, triumphant as flames lick up the sides of his face, eyes glowing, horns growing, the snake on his hat lifting as a sickening approximation of what the halo once was—and then, an audible pop yet again as a new halo pops into existence and his eyes flick back to blue as everything goes back to "normal." ]
Oh, come on!
[ the barista bringing out alastor's order drops it in the chaos, but lucifer sighs and flicks out a wing to catch it before it crashes to the ground. ]
Well. It was worth a shot!