"I thought you would appreciate it. I made it, partially, for your counterpart." Lucifer had expanded his brewing since meeting other celestials here. It was an interesting twist that the celestials were, in some cases, more booze hounds than the fallen. Then again, he might be an alcoholic if he had to deal with that much God.
Whatever Lucifer was going to say was lost to the flare of pain and smell of blood. Turning he takes Balthazar's hand and closes his over it. His skin heats up to the temperature of warm stones in the summer sun. If the other angel paid attention he would see the ripple of fire and the true, sunset colors of Lucifer's wings across the white that he usually showed. Even his eyes flickered a brighter blue as he focused his creative power to heal the wound.
"There are benefits to the presence of a creator, but be careful." Lucifer grins as he turns on the stove to start heating the pan. "I do not want to spend most of our time healing your fingers instead of cooking." The angel is teasing, much as he would his own Balthazar in a similar situation.
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Date: 2020-11-09 08:32 pm (UTC)Whatever Lucifer was going to say was lost to the flare of pain and smell of blood. Turning he takes Balthazar's hand and closes his over it. His skin heats up to the temperature of warm stones in the summer sun. If the other angel paid attention he would see the ripple of fire and the true, sunset colors of Lucifer's wings across the white that he usually showed. Even his eyes flickered a brighter blue as he focused his creative power to heal the wound.
"There are benefits to the presence of a creator, but be careful." Lucifer grins as he turns on the stove to start heating the pan. "I do not want to spend most of our time healing your fingers instead of cooking." The angel is teasing, much as he would his own Balthazar in a similar situation.