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Meteorite
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- Feb 22, 2009
(Random titles always work... '''')
Appealing, on the fancy side, yet irritable-- These words could only begin to describe how the secretary felt about his superior's home, lowering his thin eyebrows as to express vexatious feelings. Yes, "vexatious" was quite a large word to describe how the petite man felt, but he honestly did not appreciate being invited to the man's household. For one thing, it was suspicious. Aeolius could only shift his golden eyes around the room, in search of a man that might pounce at him and do something unthinkable. If only the world how disturbed the princely Lucifer was.
Well, he was the prince of all that was immoral and just plain bad. Not much you could do there.
And little demon Aeolius could only endure this man, being his assistant and all.
He could only contradict these thoughts as he wandered further into the noiseless home, snooping through Lucifer's personal belongings due to the sickness known as "curiosity". Like a looping record, Aeolius went over his previous heavy-hearted thoughts of how he was treated. To be honest, the man sort of... liked-- no, respected how he was treated. Good god, it was even difficult to admit in the privacy of his mind. Still, the devilish man was full of temptation he could not resist one bit. As unpleasant it could all be...
Damn him.
"Lucifer, are you here?" The young man finally decided to call out for his superior's attention, whether or not he was here, and hopefully this would conclude that. "I have some papers for you to sign..." He further explained, his volume decreasing at the objectionable word... Sign. He was an intelligent man, but oddly refused to find the time to simply write his name on a sheet of paper. HONESTLY.
"Come on, you have been avoiding this for months," Aeolius continued persuading to an non-existent man. Poking his red-head through multiple rooms, he was left with failure at each opened door.
"Luci... fer?"
Appealing, on the fancy side, yet irritable-- These words could only begin to describe how the secretary felt about his superior's home, lowering his thin eyebrows as to express vexatious feelings. Yes, "vexatious" was quite a large word to describe how the petite man felt, but he honestly did not appreciate being invited to the man's household. For one thing, it was suspicious. Aeolius could only shift his golden eyes around the room, in search of a man that might pounce at him and do something unthinkable. If only the world how disturbed the princely Lucifer was.
Well, he was the prince of all that was immoral and just plain bad. Not much you could do there.
And little demon Aeolius could only endure this man, being his assistant and all.
He could only contradict these thoughts as he wandered further into the noiseless home, snooping through Lucifer's personal belongings due to the sickness known as "curiosity". Like a looping record, Aeolius went over his previous heavy-hearted thoughts of how he was treated. To be honest, the man sort of... liked-- no, respected how he was treated. Good god, it was even difficult to admit in the privacy of his mind. Still, the devilish man was full of temptation he could not resist one bit. As unpleasant it could all be...
Damn him.
"Lucifer, are you here?" The young man finally decided to call out for his superior's attention, whether or not he was here, and hopefully this would conclude that. "I have some papers for you to sign..." He further explained, his volume decreasing at the objectionable word... Sign. He was an intelligent man, but oddly refused to find the time to simply write his name on a sheet of paper. HONESTLY.
"Come on, you have been avoiding this for months," Aeolius continued persuading to an non-existent man. Poking his red-head through multiple rooms, he was left with failure at each opened door.
"Luci... fer?"