Deal with the Devil

Marked

Chey would stretch a bit leaning back on the couch. "So, first off, I've been here for about two years now. Not much else away from the ordinary but a few exams, and well one party. That was my first year so, no big deal." Lucifer would raise a brow. "Oh so you did party before huh?" She'd chuckle. "Well kinda, I stayed for like heh, not even an hour." He'd grin slightly. "Hm, but you still were at a party so that counts." She'd nudge him a bit. "Sheesh. How about you then hm? How long since you moved here?" Lucifer would think for a moment. "Just this morning. Father wanted me to head over to this town to see what it's people had to offer." She'd nod slightly. "So like an analyst except for human interactions?" He'd chuckle slightly. "Somewhat, guess that's the closest you could get." She'd shrug. "So what does this Lucifer Evans like to do?" She'd curl her knees up on the couch, having turned on the t.v. in the background. He'd lean his head back. "Eh, kind of a little of everything. I'm not a single hobby guy yknow?" She'd laugh a bit. "Alright so I'll mark you down as adventurous." He'd glance over. "Oh well hey I'm supposed to be pinpointing personalities not you." He'd laugh a bit. She'd chuckle and would stand up walking to her room. "I'm gonna get a shower, er, stay out here." She'd close her door. Lucifer would chuckle and eye the t.v. before tensing up. "What is it Uriel...?" Uriel would eye him. "You're marking her.." Lucifer would glance up. "I've already marked my own demon guardian I can't mark her. Plus why-" "You did most certainly not mark a demon, don't try to wittle your way out of this with those petty lies." Lucifer would roll his gaze. "So what if I mark her then?" Uriel would furrow his brow. "You can't mark a mortal! It could end in you becoming one. You are not supposed to mark anyone out of caring!" Lucifer would glare over. "What's wrong with the Devil caring about something huh?! Is it because I'm the devil that you think I can't care?!" He'd stand. Uriel would eye him. "Lucife-" "Just leave, I don't want to speak with you any longer.." Uriel would sigh and diminish.

Lucifer would be on the couch holding his head in his hands. "Why can't I mark a mortal? It doesn't kill them or me.." he'd sigh and sit up. "Plus it won't be so bad if I do become mortal..she's he-" "Hey devil boy so, I was thinking since I don't have any classes tomorrow if you'd like me to show you around the town, grab some breakfast, lunch and dinner, on me, and then head back here or something? I could help with your dorm room set up." Lucifer would glance over. "The tour and meals sound great, not so sure about the dorm part.." She'd tilt her head. "Why's that?" He'd sigh. "I don't really want a dorm or anything..I just tend to wander." She'd chuckle. "Well then you'd better resign your dorm before they make it up." He'd nod. "I'll do that later. I just am comfortable here for the time.." he'd turn his gaze to the t.v. slouching a bit. She'd raise a brow. "You alright? Need something to eat or drink? You look hungry.." he'd eye her. "Nah, I'm fine heh..just a bit tired is all.." She'd nod. "I can unfold the cot if you'd like." He'd hesitantly nod and then get up, helping her. She'd bring a pillow and some blankets over setting them on the cot. "Well, I may sleep as well then." He'd eye her. "You sure you can't stay awake? I mean you have been to one party." He'd tease. She'd roll her gaze playfully. "Yeah okay. Night devil boy." She'd walk to her room shutting the door. He'd eye her room door before laying on the cot. "Yeah...she's marked now." He'd hold his brow eyeing the ceiling. "I've marked her..mentally.

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It'd be around 1:00 am. Lucifer had still been awake, comprehending his choices. "Been a day, we made a strong connection and now she's marked.." he'd sigh. "She's my friend though..my friend." He'd sit up a bit annoyed by this term. "But that's not what I want.." he'd glance over to her room door, she'd been out since she walked in. He'd sigh and stand up walking to the kitchen.

Chey would have woken up at around midnight, unable to get back to sleep. She'd sigh and turn over on her bed facing the window. "Derek just..was a jerk..." She'd repeat to herself. "It hurts.." She'd curl her knees close to her having sat up. "Why does it hurt.."

Lucifer would glance over from the kitchen hearing her slight pleas. "Father why...leave her alone.." he'd nearly growl annoyed. He'd make his way over to the door and would knock. "Chey?" She'd look up from her seated position and would wipe her gaze, having started tearing. She'd slide from the bed and would walk to the door opening it. "Hm, what, yeah?" He'd eye her before furrowing his brows. "Why didn't you tell me you were crying.." She'd hold his gaze for a moment. "Because it isn't important..and you don't need to worry so much..I'm fine." She'd go to close the door but he'd hold it open. "I can't let this happen..you're marked.." She'd furrow her brow confused. "Marked?"