(no subject)
Jul. 22nd, 2021 08:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wayward_sunThe Devil stumbles through the door and stops.
Then he runs a hand over his face before making his way to the fireplace where he sits down on the couch.
Heavily.
He is pale (dying, going to Hell, discovering that the most dangerous denizen has escaped from said Hell and returning to save the woman you - Chlo- to save Detective Decker, never mind that she was the one who actually fired the killing shot in the end, well that will do that to you) and when a wait rat stops by with a bottle of Scotch and a glass he accepts both gratefully.
It's been a day.
And he's scared.
Anyone sensible being would be.
(And the sensation of everything inside him just - stopping is still there).
Then he runs a hand over his face before making his way to the fireplace where he sits down on the couch.
Heavily.
He is pale (dying, going to Hell, discovering that the most dangerous denizen has escaped from said Hell and returning to save the woman you - Chlo- to save Detective Decker, never mind that she was the one who actually fired the killing shot in the end, well that will do that to you) and when a wait rat stops by with a bottle of Scotch and a glass he accepts both gratefully.
It's been a day.
And he's scared.
Anyone sensible being would be.
(And the sensation of everything inside him just - stopping is still there).
