[Unfortunately, given the nature of this worse-than-actual-social-media, Lucifer sees it to. His gaze is sharp, glinting. It comes with the vaguest, airy threat of 'I dare you.'.
He knows Istredd can't help himself. Knows it'll only keep devolving.
So the odd ping of rolling text somewhere along the floor gets in his vision and he's snapped out onto Istredd in an instant, pinning him very rudely onto his back.] Nope. We're done. Let you dig your own grave, little public cat fight. [He straddles Istredd's hips, immovable stone archangel, leaning far out of reach, still annoyingly pulling his string between his fingers.
He sees Nero's response trickling in somewhere over Istredd's head. Rolls his eyes. He reaches down with both hands holding one of the shapes neatly between them and presses his pointedly into Istredd's chest Stares down at Istredd, cool and commanding.] Shut it out, Istredd. [Like telling someone to walk away from the internet. Block the connection. ]
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Date: 2023-08-10 01:20 am (UTC)He knows Istredd can't help himself. Knows it'll only keep devolving.
So the odd ping of rolling text somewhere along the floor gets in his vision and he's snapped out onto Istredd in an instant, pinning him very rudely onto his back.] Nope. We're done. Let you dig your own grave, little public cat fight. [He straddles Istredd's hips, immovable stone archangel, leaning far out of reach, still annoyingly pulling his string between his fingers.
He sees Nero's response trickling in somewhere over Istredd's head. Rolls his eyes. He reaches down with both hands holding one of the shapes neatly between them and presses his pointedly into Istredd's chest Stares down at Istredd, cool and commanding.] Shut it out, Istredd. [Like telling someone to walk away from the internet. Block the connection. ]