It's true, few people could make annoyance their likeable trait. [He stops with his string game, winding the thread about his wrist, not tightly, for later.]
Oh they are definitely not full of grace. [He says it with an amused laugh, pointedly using the other meaning of grace. It's the first thing he's spoken aloud since Istredd found him up here, a testament of his exhaustion more than anything else.]
[ Istredd's already grumped a few times about how attractive he finds Lucifer when he's being annoying. They like getting under each other's skin, it's just how this goes. He smiles at the remark and then gets a sudden realization. ]
Oh that's what you meant by us both being graceless in Hayle.
[ At the time he wasn't thinking much since they were stripping their clothes off, but he is still learning what Grace means in particular, although he thinks he has a much better idea now. If it's somewhat blood or DNA or something like that for angels, spiritually. Lucifer had laughed when he said it but he hadn't gotten the reference.
He turns his head to kiss Lucifer's cheek gently.]
You're exhausted. Do you want to go to bed? I can bring you food this time.
[Lucifer bursts out laughing, crossing his further-away arm over himself to throw it around Istredd's front, snorting with the laughter against Istredd's shoulder as he turns his head into it.] Oh holy hell, you didn't know! Ha! I mean, sure, why would you really, but! [It's a rare occasion that Lucifer actually, for whatever reason, thought Istredd would've gotten the joke. Never even considered that he didn't.
He continues to chortle, pressing a lazy kiss where his head rests and lets the laughter feed through him for a little bit before answering.] Yeah, you know. Yeah. That's a good idea.
[ Istredd smiles because he loves when Lucifer laughs, especially if he's the cause, even if it's laughing 'at' him. He gets a little thrill when Lucifer embraces him that directly and the lazy kiss on his shoulder makes him warm inside. ]
You hadn't talked about grace in detail! And I wasn't going to stop what we were doing to ask.
[ He was very focused at the time on getting his hands on Lucifer. Istredd chuckles and keeps an arm around him, pulling him close for something much closer to a full out hug. He kisses his head again and lets his nose dive into his hair for a few seconds, breathing him in. The love he has for this angel is unparalleled. ]
Cover yourself in our blankets and you don't have to come out until you want to.
[Oh there will be plenty of times in the future that he'll openly laugh at Istredd.
Kindly?
Kindly.]
So I was certain I had, I've lost track of everything you know and don't know! [Considering that Istredd likely knows more than anyone about angels in general, not even just Lucifer. They need like. A diagram. A mental checklist. But then, Lucifer doesn't know what would go on it.
He's just being. Just is. He doesn't know how to break it down for another person.] I bet you I could have explained in great [he pushes into Istredd's grip] excruciating detail and still not put a dent in the mood. [But hiding away under a mountain of blankets for a little while does sound appealing. He'll have to really deal with other aspects of this at some point. Talking to people, eugh. But it can wait.]
Lucifer, you're billions of years old, I'm fairly certain if we make it to centuries, I'll still not know everything about you. [ He runs fingers through his sandy blonde hair. ] But I love a knowledge challenge.
[ Istredd will never get tired of learning about him. He's like that with everything that fascinates him. He doesn't get bored like other people do, he just keeps searching, keeps learning. He knows a lot about angels now and he sorts out whatever he learns to the side. Istredd casually referring to them as being close for centuries, if they stay here, is not even thought about. He doesn't really get over people. ]
You could have, yes. I was very in the moment.
[ He flusters and then chuckles. Istredd had wanted Lucifer a long time at that point, he was starving for him at that point. He's not certain what could have broken the mood but he's glad nothing did. He squeezes his arm around Lucifer in a half-hug. ]
All the blankets, food, something to drink, what else do you want?
Cool, when you figure it out, lemme know. [Because he doesn't know what needs to be learned!!]
I don't need anything else, really. Just blankets. [The logic center of his brain wants him to say silence. To be left alone. Maybe just that innate familiarity, calling out for normalization.
He wants to be considered a logical being, but anyone that knows him knows what a load of crap that is. Since the Dawn of Creation he's been an emotional creature.
So the rest of the answer comes just as quick, no actual thought, no actual hesitation.] Just you. [....... pause.] ... If you're quiet.
[ He will keep all that knowledge for himself, thanks. Istredd's a little greedy when it comes to being Lucifer's Special One. He is kidding though. (Mostly.)
He does really intend on getting a list and taking care of Lucifer that way, and he would have left him alone if that's what he asked for without taking it personally. His heart aches from that admission and he nods, kissing the top of his head again.]
I'll be quiet, I promise.
[ Most people would call Istredd very quiet. It's only certain people who know that he sometimes never shuts up. He finally lets them unravel their limbs from basically clinging to each other, since when they go to their bed they basically just do the same thing.]
Uh huh. [It's not disbelief that Istredd will stay quiet as much as it's Lucifer not actually caring because he's going to be asleep one way or another. If he gets up at some weird hour of the night with a quiet murmur to make sure Istredd knows he's snagging food, so be it. Sleep is more important.
That is how they find themselves back in their room, Lucifer a useless lump covered in blankets (and Istredd), out like a light.
He'll show Istredd how to play Cat's Cradle some other time, when he actually works out the 'how' behind two players (because he's never had a partner) and when he's not hurting from whatever reasons the loss of Jack hit him with.]
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in the mental outtake of my mind: Lucifer just pushes Istredd off the wall: The End, credits roll
Oh they are definitely not full of grace. [He says it with an amused laugh, pointedly using the other meaning of grace. It's the first thing he's spoken aloud since Istredd found him up here, a testament of his exhaustion more than anything else.]
LOL RIP
[ Istredd's already grumped a few times about how attractive he finds Lucifer when he's being annoying. They like getting under each other's skin, it's just how this goes. He smiles at the remark and then gets a sudden realization. ]
Oh that's what you meant by us both being graceless in Hayle.
[ At the time he wasn't thinking much since they were stripping their clothes off, but he is still learning what Grace means in particular, although he thinks he has a much better idea now. If it's somewhat blood or DNA or something like that for angels, spiritually. Lucifer had laughed when he said it but he hadn't gotten the reference.
He turns his head to kiss Lucifer's cheek gently.]
You're exhausted. Do you want to go to bed? I can bring you food this time.
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He continues to chortle, pressing a lazy kiss where his head rests and lets the laughter feed through him for a little bit before answering.] Yeah, you know. Yeah. That's a good idea.
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You hadn't talked about grace in detail! And I wasn't going to stop what we were doing to ask.
[ He was very focused at the time on getting his hands on Lucifer. Istredd chuckles and keeps an arm around him, pulling him close for something much closer to a full out hug. He kisses his head again and lets his nose dive into his hair for a few seconds, breathing him in. The love he has for this angel is unparalleled. ]
Cover yourself in our blankets and you don't have to come out until you want to.
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Kindly?
Kindly.]
So I was certain I had, I've lost track of everything you know and don't know! [Considering that Istredd likely knows more than anyone about angels in general, not even just Lucifer. They need like. A diagram. A mental checklist. But then, Lucifer doesn't know what would go on it.
He's just being. Just is. He doesn't know how to break it down for another person.] I bet you I could have explained in great [he pushes into Istredd's grip] excruciating detail and still not put a dent in the mood. [But hiding away under a mountain of blankets for a little while does sound appealing. He'll have to really deal with other aspects of this at some point. Talking to people, eugh. But it can wait.]
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[ Istredd will never get tired of learning about him. He's like that with everything that fascinates him. He doesn't get bored like other people do, he just keeps searching, keeps learning. He knows a lot about angels now and he sorts out whatever he learns to the side. Istredd casually referring to them as being close for centuries, if they stay here, is not even thought about. He doesn't really get over people. ]
You could have, yes. I was very in the moment.
[ He flusters and then chuckles. Istredd had wanted Lucifer a long time at that point, he was starving for him at that point. He's not certain what could have broken the mood but he's glad nothing did. He squeezes his arm around Lucifer in a half-hug. ]
All the blankets, food, something to drink, what else do you want?
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I don't need anything else, really. Just blankets. [The logic center of his brain wants him to say silence. To be left alone. Maybe just that innate familiarity, calling out for normalization.
He wants to be considered a logical being, but anyone that knows him knows what a load of crap that is. Since the Dawn of Creation he's been an emotional creature.
So the rest of the answer comes just as quick, no actual thought, no actual hesitation.] Just you. [....... pause.] ... If you're quiet.
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[ He will keep all that knowledge for himself, thanks. Istredd's a little greedy when it comes to being Lucifer's Special One. He is kidding though. (Mostly.)
He does really intend on getting a list and taking care of Lucifer that way, and he would have left him alone if that's what he asked for without taking it personally. His heart aches from that admission and he nods, kissing the top of his head again.]
I'll be quiet, I promise.
[ Most people would call Istredd very quiet. It's only certain people who know that he sometimes never shuts up. He finally lets them unravel their limbs from basically clinging to each other, since when they go to their bed they basically just do the same thing.]
wrap here?
That is how they find themselves back in their room, Lucifer a useless lump covered in blankets (and Istredd), out like a light.
He'll show Istredd how to play Cat's Cradle some other time, when he actually works out the 'how' behind two players (because he's never had a partner) and when he's not hurting from whatever reasons the loss of Jack hit him with.]
Perfect! awww cat's cradle for two