Thread: Accidental Bonds(ryax/lady)

Lucifer laughed at Wrath's proposal, finding out if Thorne knew the klingon language, Sounds like a lot of fun., he agreed wholeheartedly, snickering at the thought of Thorne knowing klingon. I don't doubt that she would rival me on the throne., he replied with a egoistic smile. Lucifer had indeed noticed how they had both began falling for Thorne, this was on a very well way to be getting messy in many fashions. Without his knowledge, Lucifer was not about to let Thorne go like that and would eventually end up fighting for her in many ways. Luficer sighed lightly at Wrath's reply, smiling. Oh come on Wrath, I was hoping that you could pick out your own target for once., he replied with slight pity towards him as left the room. Lucifer went on to decide what to do with their resources to stifle the uproar going on with the lower demons polluting the higher class levels of hell. There had been sightings of Angel spies on the borders as well, causing for more disarray. Eventually he had concluded the meeting, decided he had to go home and sleep, which he did until the next morning. Lucifer had gone up early to deal with some work that had to be done, slowly preparing himself for his one on one time with Thorne as well. As Wrath shouted and entered his office, Lucifer had only bothered to equip himself with a pair of black jeans with a black leather belt so far. He looked up to Wrath with a surprised look, biting on a pencil in between his teeth. Ouh, hay Wuath! Alweddy? I'jl beh wiihht dare!, he said with the pencil still stuck in his mouth. He spat out the pencil and went over into his personal room. He rummaged through the wardrobe and found a slick, white shirt. Lucifer wasn't that good at synchronizing his clothes, but he was delighted in that most combinations he chose seemed to fit him and the general style quite well. Gaaah, so much work since yesterdays meeting.., he groaned complainingly to Wrath as he followed him out to Thorne, fixing his clothes a bit as he stumbled along. He laid eyes on Thorne and smiled lightly, gazing upon her beauty, her casual yet elegant style really accentuating her body and who she is, the daughter of the Lord of Lust, yet a highly independent soul who could fend for herself. He broke himself from his staring eyes and welcomed her, still going with the formal facade, Good day, Lady Thorne. Ready to take charge of hell for a day?, he asked her, shooting her a playful smile. Lucifer was going to have Thorne take care of hell for a day, with him supervising her to see how she would fare against all the challenges of all the levels of hell, as she would have to understand if she was to be his wife. Lucifer was very much looking forward to spending some time alone with Thorne, hopefully getting to know her better in private as they took care of what had be taken care of, togeher. He was planning to begin the journey in layer six, as layer seven was where he and Wrath lived, no one else, there was really nothing to govern here. They were going to the lords and nobles layer, dealing with the high class problems that were always nagging him in the side like a pesky crocodile trying to swallow a grizzly bear. Follow me, let's head to layer six. We need to get dealing with some of the more pressing higher class problems before traveling to the lower classes. They've been bugging me for a while and I haven't had the time to deal with them, with all the commotion happening in the lower class levels lately., he said to Thorne, motioning for her to follow him as he went out of his mansion, making his way to the portal heading for level six. Pencil in mouth speak! just in case it was lost in translation - Oh, hi Wrath! Already? I'll be right there!