“ Hey? Do you still feel pain? You took a pretty harsh fall,” a feminine voice rang out in Lucifer’s ears. The voice belonging to what looked like a young Indian woman with wavy raven locks with large gem like eyes with a magenta color. The former fallen angel had managed to find a loophole into the living realm after all those years of punishment in Hell. He had managed to set foot into dense jungle foliage- which also led him to slip and injure himself on some rocks.
A tall woman approached him in a long doctors coat her emerald eyes half lit in a gaze her hair flows slightly and she stance across from you her lanyard nametag reads,: Dr Jennifer Lezbean. Her hair now a midst of large flames she looks pissed with you she’s holding an angelic screwdriver in hand. “May we speak?”
“ Lucifer? What are you doing here?” Anisha asked as she wiped away her tears. She was sobbing and her mascara had been dripping and smearing down her cheeks. Her usually bright and flashy appearance as a goddess of eternal life and light, was disheveled. She wasn’t in the best mental state.
"Ah! If it isn't the miniature king himself!" Alastor laughs, walking over to him. "I almost didn't see you." He leaned down on his staff, laying his chin on his hands to be at Lucifer's height. "I suppose it is quite nice down here, ahaha!"
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The king of hell gritted his teeth he really couldn't stand Alastor "can I help you bell hop?" He asked his staff tapping annoyingly on the floor.