House of Lamentation
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Thread Topic: House of Lamentation
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Can't you all just- leave me alone.. ugh.
*he has to eventually stop, growling lowly, and spinning back around to glare at them, wings spread in a threatening manner*
Back off.
Lailah: *she's managing to stay awake for now, blinking rapidly* Mammon.. -
Belphegor * he begins to slowly intensify the poppies, though it’s clear, he’s putting far too much strain on his already sickly body*
Marrow: * they begin to resurface and they reach a hand out to Satan, to help them out of the water*
Satan: * cautiously moves closer wary of the tentacles* -
*he's trying to keep his calm,but soon his aura starts slipping through* Mammon threaten me like that again an I will not hold back. Politely calm down and take the cure or I will have to force it down your throat. *he personally doesn't want to do that to Mammon*
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Beelzebub: *reaches out for Belphegor, grabbing onto his arm and shaking his head* Belphie, stop. You're.. Gonna hurt.. Your.. Se... Lf... *collapses, losing grip on his arm- -falls onto the floor, eyelids drooping shut*
Ian: *eyes widen at the sight of Lucifer, almost snapping awake instantly from the fear* *pats Mammon's chest a few times* H-He looks really serious! -
*the tentacles try to grab at Marrow, but there is an opening for Satan to grab her and pull her out*
Mirari: *oh, she's panicking at this point, hitting at Leviathan as hard as she can, squirming*
*he just tightens his grip, panicking, trying to focus on both of the people he cares for, not wanting to lose either* -
*he seems to falter for a second at Lucifer's tone, but at the sound of Ian's voice, he focuses on her, worriedly backing up again*
Y-yeah.. well. So am I. -
Belphegor: S-s---, Beel. * he stumbles a little*
Belphegor: Mammon. Please no one wants to fight you. I-It would be safer for both you, and Ian if you took the cure.
Belphegor: Once you take it we'll l-leave you alone
* Belphegor devolves into a fit of coughing as he begins to slowly lower the intensity of his poppies, to try and help Beel, but instead he ends up collapsing himself.
He's still awake, so his spell is still active, hes just not going to be much help*
Satan: * he grabs their hand and pulls them onto land*
Satan: Marrow you need to summon Leviathan, and get Mirari away from him. In this state he's going to drown her, without even realising
Azazel: He isn't in his right mind...he's afraid of losing what he claims as his....it's-it's so sad.
Satan: Azazel, pull it together. We can't help Levi if we fall apart okay?
Marrow: Alright! Let's try this again
Marrow: Leviathan! I summon you!
Satan: * moves in front of them just in case Leviathan tries anything* -
*gives Mammon a glare that would scare a seasoned war veteran and sighs angrily* Mammon. I would rather you be back to normal than how you are now. *glances at Ian* I'm not as terrifying as you think miss.
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Ian: *looks back to Lucifer, then up to Mammon* ..Mammon, maybe.. You should stop running. I think we need-- *cuts herself off, noticing the scratches on his arm* *whispers* Did I do that?
Beelzebub: Zzzz... *totally out at this point LOL* -
*of course, at that, he has no choice but to resurface, glaring at them, Mirari gasping for air as her head is above water, coughing*
...
What. -
*at that, he seems to stop again, but his glare doesn't stop, shaking his head*
Yeah, what? Normal and able to be controlled, to just do what everyone wants, and take everyone's s---? f--- off, Lucifer. -
Belphegor : * he flinches. As he understands*
Belphegor: * he just holds Beel, hoping to keep him safe from Mammon if he and lucifer fight.*
Marrow: Leviathan. Let Mirari go. She cannot breathe underwater.
Satan: * he moves a little closer to the water*
Marrow: * they watch Leviathan very carefully* -
*he glares for a moment at Mammon and carefully takes off his cloak using magic to hold it in place and he slowly walks over towards Mammon his aura wisping off his body in an angry motion as his eyes glow brightly* Mammon. I'm giving you to the count of three to let the exchange student go and take this cure or I. Will. Make. You.
*there seems to be threat and malice going through his words* -
Ian: *tries to hug Mammon, silent, not knowing what to say* *but, very quietly* Whatever happened to us.. I-I think maybe we should take the cure. *even tinier voice, not wanting anyone else to hear* I-I don't want to turn again. I may not have as much self restraint...
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*He looks upset at that command, but he does let go of Mirari, who, not expecting it, goes underwater again for a moment before she resurfaces, coughing and moving to swim to the shore, pulling herself out*
*he seems really angry now, and the water itself is becoming darker*
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