ROLEPLAY HQ - day-we-met

@YummyGhoul

Lucifer was not a man prone to nostalgia, such a thing was a luxury afforded to those who had better times to look back on. All that lay in his past was regret and the certainty that his history would repeat itself, like an addict whose drug was freedom but at a cost that many may not consider worth paying. He dismissed the young woman who'd spent the better part of the evening working up the nerve to approach him, letting her off gently "Not tonight love" he spoke with a gentle tone that was laden with temptation, an imitation of the way he once spoke to someone important to him. The young woman walked off, disheartened though sure to try again another night as the young so often did. He gripped his cane tightly, the object was black as coal, engraven with the image of a serpent coiled around its body and almost as old as the man who carried it. He leaned into it, his right leg never had healed quite properly after the fall so the cane was in fact needed. He grew restless often and all places of sin were his, always open to him anytime anywhere. He thought for a moment, taking in the news of this place of vice and decided somewhere quieter might be better for a time and so he moved as he always did, there in one moment and gone in the next. The clock in the new york bar read 3 AM, the clock lied. "Time zones." He muttered to himself, hobbling to an empty table to stay barely noticeable save by the worst of souls or perhaps the most desperate and he waited, allowing himself the luxury of quiet.

8:51 AM

@𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Once an angelic being, now finds herself condemned to wander eternally in the shadows. Her story begins in the ethereal realm, where she radiated with celestial beauty and grace. As a cherished angel, Lilith possessed a pure heart, dedicated to serving and protecting the realms of light. However, Lilith's destiny took a fateful turn when the seductive allure of forbidden desires beckoned to her. Drawn by an insatiable curiosity and the promise of unparalleled power, she allowed herself to be enveloped by darkness. The once radiant angel succumbed to its intoxicating embrace, indulging in her own selfish desires. Unbeknownst to her, this choice marked a transformative shift, forever altering her true nature. Renouncing her angelic form, Lilith emerged as a new being, born of darkness itself. No longer tethered to the realms of light, she was ensnared within her own existence, destined to roam the shadows for eternity. The pain of her fall from grace only deepens as she reflects upon the loss of her heavenly purpose. But when she met him, it all washed away. The man known as Lucifer, a being who understood her, who cared and loved for her, only to leave her, alone once again Cut to now At 3 AM, in the dimly lit New York bar, Lilith found herself immersed in a sea of strangers. The familiar scent of alcohol and the distant sounds of laughter enveloped her, despite how late it was, setting the stage for an encounter she had never imagined. Amidst the chaotic ambiance, her eyes locked onto a figure sitting at the far end of the room. A rush of emotions flooded her as she recognized the man she had once loved. His presence ignited memories long buried, and curiosity lured her closer. Lilith would be wearing a beautiful mini black dress, that accentuated her figure beautifully, showing off her curves, and heels that made her stand at about 5’9, about 2in taller than she was. She was hesitant, she didn’t know what to do

3:31 PM

shed walk closer to where he was, only to sit at the bar, her back towards the man as she ordered herself a whiskey, once getting the drink she whispered softly , allowing her voice to echo around him “Thought id never see you again.” she said her voice filled with angst and yet lust @YummyGhoul

He was distracted, monitoring multiple minions from afar, overseeing deals. It wasn't that he was truly in multiple places, he was able to stretch himself and weave the strands into the fiber of those under him to influence their behavior. This willing disassociation with the state of current events was not only a habit of his it was vital to the nature of the organization he now ran. It was his fault for not paying attention he supposed, normally he would be on alert for presences from his past as they often presented difficulties and unique obstacles to whatever goal was on hand. But at the moment there was too much to focus on and with that came gaps, things that were overlooked. Her presence was recognizable the instant she walked in, it tugged at a hole in his being that yearned to be filled by her but that was something he wasn't sure he could indulge in even on a short term basis. He more than heard her voice, he felt it too. Resonated with it, feeling aroused by it in a way beyond mere carnality. But with that came a sense of loss, the gap was a wound from their last parting and though it hadn't healed nor could it the mere presence of her agitated it as if it were new once more. With hesitation he reached out, he didn't need to speak to be heard. His voice would come from her left shoulder, as if he were sitting on it and whispering straight into her. "Nor did, what brings you into my den of refuse?" His tone was more subdued yet somehow playful and inviting, like temptation itself. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

The air seemed to grow heavy as their eyes locked, the familiar ache in her chest intensifying with every step she took towards him. She knew it was a dangerous game she played, entering his den like this, but the draw was too irresistible for her to resist. As she approached him, Lilith couldn't help but notice the way he commanded the room, effortlessly orchestrating his minions like puppets on a string. The power he held was both fascinating and terrifying, and it only fueled her desire for him. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt his voice reverberate through her very being. It was as if he was whispering directly into her soul, awakening a primal longing within her. She resisted the urge to lean into his voice, to let it consume her entirely. With a coy smile playing on her lips, Lilith leaned against a nearby table, her gaze fixed on him "Oh, my dear," she purred, her voice dripping with a seductive edge "I couldn't resist the allure of your den. Besides, where else would I find such exquisite refuse?" Lilith's eyes softened, a flicker of vulnerability shining through "You've lingered in my thoughts, haunted my dreams.. When I thought I was over you, I see you.. now, in person..” she said looking into his eyes, a look of disgust but relief

9:51 AM

@YummyGhoul

Certain strings were cut to meet her attention, a few especially corrupt individuals would sleep more soundly than normal but the reprieve would only make the torture sweeter later on. It wasn't his full attention because it could never be but it was closer to what she deserved. Of course some of the bar's patrons weren't quite at the level necessary to deal with that, sudden discomfort overwhelming the more spiritually feeble and causing them to call it good for the night leaving them almost alone except for the bartender and a couple of especially hollow individuals. For her it wouldn't be any worse than it already was, just more. A slightly louder whisper in her ear. "You would know allure wouldn't you my queen ?" Though she wasn't his in the sense that they were wed their mutual fall had assured they remained equals, as close to royalty as the hells truly had. She was hard to resist, the side of temptation men felt when they cheated on their wives and the shame the good ones felt after. Not always carnal but feminine, the side of power offering baser rewards. But the shame was lost on the beast she approached, her equal and opposite in depravity. "Why don't you have a seat ?" The few that remained including the bartender were compelled to leave for the night though the tender was gracious enough to leave the lights on. "There isn't a night I don't wake up thinking about you." He confessed, his dulled eyes glimmering a little when they met hers. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Lilith's sly smirk widened, she settled into the seat across from him, the air crackling with an unsettling energy. Her movements were fluid, almost serpentine, as she crossed her legs with a deceptive elegance. With a quick, assessing glance around the area, she fixed her gaze on him once more, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent glint. Her soft chuckle, almost like the hiss of a snake, filled the space as she responded to his comment with a poisonous sweetness, "Is that so?" Her words dripped with venom, her playful tone belying the darkness that lurked beneath. Behind her charming facade, a sense of danger simmered, a warning to tread carefully. Locking eyes with Lucifer, Lilith's gaze bore into his soulless body with a chilling intensity “hmm~” she hummed softly, leaning back in her chair getting comfortable “how have you been my dear?” she questioned, titling her head slightly

5:19 PM

@YummyGhoul

He watched, the way she moved was enchanting to behold even to one like himself. The way she carried herself, her voice, her very presence all demanded the attention of the fallen angel and he would give of it what he could. He placed his cane on the table and brought his injured leg to sit on the booth. Her presence always caused the injury to throb as if attempting to deter the meeting. This was no doubt a blight from the father, their union was forbidden for a number of reasons. But as with many other things the father did the ache was too light to matter. He stared at her, his facade used to sell temptation fallen away as if he was prepared to rest. Though that wasn't quite accurate. In truth there was enough familiarity between them that he felt no need for the facade, it would do no good against her anyway. "Oh you know how it is, cursed to be blamed for the failings of fathers pets." He sighed, exasperated about it. "And how has the fairer of us been since last we met ? Any big developments?"

6:25 PM

@𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

"Any big developments?" she reiterated, tapping her chin, thinking about what to say "Yes.. I finally lost my wings, clipped them myself" As she settled back into her seat, the subtle shift in her demeanor suggested a quiet resolve and a readiness to embrace the unknown. The way she crossed her legs and adjusted her dress conveyed a sense of composure and grace, embodying the poise of someone who has come to terms with her past and is ready for a new chapter in her life. a soft smirk across her face "Cursed huh? I find it quite fun to have a job like yours, being able to punish someone however you see fit.." she chuckled as shed placed her hands on the counter "And how about you my love?" she purred "How has life been ever since our split? How has hell been ever since I left? I assume quieter hm? Im sure all your little minions are exicted I left.." she chuckled as shed flag someone down and order herself whiskey, winking at the server as he left to fetch her her drink @YummyGhoul (Im sorry its short!)

@YummyGhoul reminder

"Boring, the excitement of my minions hardly matters." He sighed, gripping the cane tightly and tapping its tip on the ground. "This job is my punishment, every sense ground to a dulled edge by constant exposure to the Vices we're meant to deny ourselves and the act of punishing mortals for the same has lost its luster for a number of reasons. Chief of which is that it is simply the will of another being that I enforce." He held out his hand and a bottle simply appeared, as if pulled straight from the aether. "It is not by my judgment that they have broken the law nor by my action, yet as I am their punisher I am their source of blame." He uncorked the bottle and placed it on the table.