📻radio-demon📻

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I lay on the ground of my radio tower, my shadow pulling my arm.
"Enough! I'm not getting up."
*you have to! She'll get you if you don't leave! You have to get to the king!*
"Shut..uuuuppp."
*Master, really! You mustn't sit a about!*

I turn onto my stomach, holding my ears.
*masterrr!!*
It pulls on my coat, attempting to move me.
"Enoughhhhh!!!!"
*the king wouldn't want this! And Vox was upset too! Charlies worried and she needs you guys!*
Tears brim in my eyes. "I'm screwed. I'll be dead soon.."
*the king will save you! I bet it! But you have to apologize first!*
"I can't!" I yell, sitting up. "I'VE fucked up! It isn't his doing and I'm not going to burden him!!!"
Those tears flow as I sit back against the wall. My eyes clasping shut as tears flow down my cheeks.
"This is entirely my fault.."
*but master..hiding won't fix it..*
"It's right." I look up to see Lucifer standing over me. "Staying here won't solve a thing. Sera found a loophole. Come on."
"What..?"
"Well you said you were supposed to sabotage charlie or she'd kill you, but she can't control you if your soul is taken by a higher power. Like you know, the king of hell. She's not even an overlord. Since our divorce, technically speaking shes just a regular sinner. With little power."
"So you can take my soul from her..?"
"Yep! Now dry your tears and let's go!!"
"I was NOT crying."
"Denial is a river in egypt babe."
I get up, hugging him.
"I'm sorry I kept this from you. I'll try to be more open about these things."
"It's okay, I'm not mad."
"..where's vox."
"Uhm...I don't know I just returned from heaven. Have you not seen him?"
"No.."
"..have you been here since I left.."
"...no..."
He clears his throat.
"Fine. Yes." I answer.
"Let's go find him."

That's probably smart.
We walk down and sneak out of the hotel.
I really hope she didn't see us.
"Do you know where he could've gone?"
I shake my head.
He sighs. "I'll text him."
Lucifer walks beside me, typing on his phone as I keep an eye on where he's walking.
He's not very coordinated.
If he's telling you a story whilst standing he stumbles a bit.
And if hes walking he stumbles and walks directly into things.
"He's at..the tacky tavern..what is that?"
"I dont know."
"Mmm." He types into his maps and hands it to me.
"Why are you handing me this."
"Cuz it's a 20 minute walk."
He shifts, slithering onto me and wrapping around my arm.
"Really.."
"You should've know."
I sigh and continue to walk where it leads us.

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