14149/Interlude: Another potential experiment

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Interlude: Another potential experiment
Date of Scene: 24 February 2022
Location: Lucifer's Penthouse, Melville
Synopsis: Sinister explains the latest plan to the devil. It involves puppies. Fierce, killer puppies.
Cast of Characters: Sinister, Lucifer




Sinister has posed:
The demon came back on a seperate night. One when Lucifer had been otherwise occupied doing stuff that may or may not have been extra-dimensional. Not going back to Hell to rule, but there still is remote Working from Home that happens on the odd occasion.

Irregardless, Nathaniel's arrival in the penthouse is a thoughtful one. The elevator dings, opens and he stands there, looking around the immediate vicinity like he's taking stock of everything with care. He then heads quietly to the bathroom, fills the tub up rather full, tosses a bathbomb in and after suitable care to tie his hair up in a pile atop his head, sinks into the deep heat of it all.

He can be found in there, beneath a layer of bubbles and bath bomb colours, barely with his chin above the water, staring at the vanity.

Lucifer has posed:
There's no telling what a Lucifer does when he has to go off and do work from Hell for the day. Likely making sure that there's still suffering and turmoil going on to the very depths of his domain, that new arrivals were accounted for, and all that kind of jazz. One could be amazed how much 'paperwork' there is running a place like hell.

When he finally appears back in the penthouse, there's a look around and a knowing that Nathaniel is here somewhere. Course bath bombs being what they are, or perhaps Luci just has that sort of a nose for them, he follows the scent to the bathroom. Finding the mostly submurged, staring off into space Nathaniel in the bath, he leans against the door frame, arms gently folded across his chest and head tilted in curious form.

"Deep in thought on nothing in particular or is something amiss and bothering you my love?"

Sinister has posed:
"A little bit of both," The sound of a splash or two is the only movement from the water, but Nathaniel does turn his head to look, spotting out of the corner of the eye. Then he shifts with very little turbidity to the surface of the bathwater, to sit with a better view of his partner. "Crowley came back, brought you a bottle of Craig's for the top shelf. We chatted."

His brows crease just a fraction, then his toes manifest at the other side of the bath, holding him a'la plank to the edge, curled over as they are. Just for kicks, the nails lengthen and hook over, turning to black raven talons and providing much better tile anchorage than just pruney toes might. "He got me thinking about a few things. An experiment that I have a feeling would be interesting and possibly incredibly daft."

Pause, beat. "So, how was work?"

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer watches for a moment and then slowly begins to shed his clothing with every intention to join Nathaniel in the bath. "Oh, well now, that was quite nice of him. I might have to steal it from the bar and keep it for myself." His eyes twinkle at that while more clothing is removed while he watches, tilting his head at the way Nathaniel gives himself talons to grip the tile so that he can sort of just float within the water.

"Work was alright. Got a few new occupants, settled them into their torture chambers. Enjoyed the cacophony of tortured souls for a bit while assigning a few demons some work stations. The usual." At the edge of the tub now, naked as the day he was born, he motions. "Room for one more? What sort of experiment? We like the daft ones....they can be fun."

Sinister has posed:
"Always, beloved. But I'm not moving. You may have to just drape over me or under me or something. See?" He points at the talons "...I'm a limpet. Raven limpet, but. It's the principle." Grinning wide and cheesy, he nevertheless plays false to his statement and inches a bit so he's not right in the middle like a cork. "Sounds fruitful, but run of the mill. Like you might just have been down to make sure nothing felt particularly off kilter." He winks, then presses lips firm, staring up at the ceiling. Much like a swan, there's nothing exciting happening on top of the water, but underneath, his hands are waving back and forth to assist with maintaining plank status.

"Crowley explained a little more of the world he ends up having to deal with, I suppose. Vampire nests, hunters, witches, I'm going to guess all kinds of other bognasties too. I saved him some trouble with remarking most monsters are the other children of Lillith which saved some time. THen he mentioned werewolves and much like it did with vampires, my mind went to that place where it says 'Hmm, I wonder if lycanthropy is as contagious as all that.' And what followed was an interested Crowley and a lesson in how to catch them. I did point out that the safest way is probably to let you just bonk it on the head and pop it in a cage for the night. He agreed about that."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer chuckles, and was perfectly fine to plank his lover right then and there before he notes how Nathaniel shifts just a bit to the side. "Aye. Just a bit of the usual that needs to be done every once in a while. Some things I can't trust anyone but myself with I suppose. A personal issue that I don't really want to resolve." Admitting this as he slips into the tub and sort of shifts so he goes under Nathaniel's form beneath the water, but so that they form a '+' sign for the moment. This at least lets bodies touch and hands stroke arms where they can.

He listens to the other part, of how Nathaniel explains a recent conversation with Crowley. This has him tilting his head and then he gives the tiniest of wicked smirks. "So now you want to go werewolf hunting, catch one, and see how it would affect...you? Someone else?" A pause. "Both perhaps?" Then he considers. "But how would we know who is a werewolf? I'm sure that, while they're transformed, it wouldn't be the easiest feat to just waltz up to them and bonk them in the head.."

Sinister has posed:
Hands brush liberally. As noted: Frantic swan paddling beneath the water! A deep inhale though, has the hands stilling and floating taking a stiller turn. There's a lingering stroke down the back, then just a warm smile for a moment or two, held with a gaze. "Fair," because he could easily say 'likewise' and it would be true.

The actual ponderance of the night though, has him resting his head back on the bath tub edge again, this time gazing at the ceiling. Deep breath again, then a resounding "Yes." Apparently that was to all of the above. "Crowley gave me a helpful nugget there. His mind isn't locked. Mind, he isn't the easiest nut to crack, but when he was talking about certain things, he's a nostalgic fellow. And also has quite an emotional gamut. He remembered the howl of a werewolf when he was describing it. He brought other things to mind too, when he was talking but that's the useful part. For now. It's very distinctive. And I can feel every mind in five hundred miles, if I try. On the full moon, I fully suspect if I was looking for one, I'd find one. And I think the most obvious place one would be, would be the pine barrens. Not the easiest feat, but we're not usual people. You have absolutely nothing to fear from a werewolf. They couldn't even scratch you, for example."

Lucifer has posed:
"So we're going on an expedition to catch a werewolf. Sounds like a whole lot of fun." Lucifer offers this with a chuckle. "I mean, they're just people with a complex at the end of the day. Most their lives are relatively normal until the full moon hits." He thinks. "I wonder if these experiments could even lead to a cure, or perhaps something that will quell the beast when it comes out. If memory serves and the myths are true, werewolves are a bit...driven. Instinctive of the hunt and not caring of the consequences. If that could be..." He stops himself. "I'm trying to think of the right way to phrase it. Though I'm sure you know what I mean, heh... Also, I don't fear werewolves. I don't fear much, really. In the scope of all things considered."

Sinister has posed:
"Not physical things, anyway. Your weaknesses are far more subtle and endearing, my love," Sinister replies in a soft tone, leans over and very lightly tickles at the devil's ribs. "But yes. Potentially useful information can be gleaned. Plus, there are varieties of them, just like there are of vampires. I'm looking for the disease/curse kind, the others... may be required later, to compare genomic markers. That whole 'what makes a difference' thing," said with airquotes. "They apparently also have a rather amplifying effect on human urges for a while, after biting. Which could narrow the search a bit."

Finally, he lets his talons return to toenails and lowers his legs, kind of pushing Lucifer down with it, so he can turn around and get himself comfortable on the edge of the bath, unrepentently gathering him close for a damp cuddle.

Lucifer has posed:
"Is there a way to tell the difference?" Lucifer inquires as Nathaniel shifts himself for damp cuddles. The devil takes his lover into his arms to hold him close, nuzzle and just rest there a moment. He's floating, and if able, just holding Nathaniel against his form. This is enjoyed, hands idly stroking fingers against skin as the Devil breathes and relaxes. "I think this will be an interesting endeavor. Though I have to wonder why you think it's daft.."

Sinister has posed:
"Oh, I have a vivid imagination." Sinister replies, with a nuzzle back and a rest of his head against the head of black next to him. In a very good immitation of Lucifer's tone "...Well, hello there. Come to daddy..." **a sound of a very solid bonk manifests** "...I got iiiiiiiiiiit!" He snickers afterwards through his nose, kisses that crown. "ANd then," said against scalp "...there's having a fairly good idea what a conversation with a non-wolf werewolf would be like and then having to explain that it might just be saliva, it might be something else. And that it's highly unlikely to work on the likes of me, unless a very similar turn-off of my healing factor is done. Another round of bite the clone."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer nips the edge of Nathaniel's ear, letting go a soft growl as he immitates the Devil in such a way. "You pull off a decent me, my love." Offering up these words as he listens to the rest of how Nathaniel's mind was working. "Of course, I am glad that I will be able to help you in this endeavor. But..mmn.." He has a lot of thoughts come to his mind, but he keeps them within his mind for the moment. "So...now we just need to figure out when the next full moon is and then go find ourselves a werewolf. That will surely be interesting."

Sinister has posed:
"Mmmmmhmm," goosebumps. They have raised. "March the 18th," Of COURSE he already knows that. And then, for reasons Lucifer well knows, grins like his face is about to split in half. "It will be an adventure!" in that chipper tone usually applied only to those slightly mad. But then, he has other things occupying his mind and that, as they say, is that.

RARR!

Lucifer has posed:
"It will be an adventure! And I cannot wait to have it with you. March 18th. So... a couple days after the Ides and St. Patrick's. Isn't that lovely..." Lucifer says this much while nuzzling into the man with a chipper tone. "I love it when you get all excited about something. It brings out a wonderful side of you...which just adds to all the other wonderful sides. Now...about that other idea..." And occupied minds, occupied similarly, do as they do best when great ideas are shared under the water between lovers.