Toby sputters slightly. "Wait, Eve was his Queen? Seriously?" It's a good kind of shock, really. A grin spreads over the vampire's face as that news sinks in. "I've nothing but respect for anyone willing to scale impossible walls for the one they want."
That's... not quite what he meant, but he'll let it be. Not everyone thinks of a story being a burden the way he does. Then again, he remembers, not everyone lives and loves someone like Dorian Gray.
His grin widens as he pours himself another drink and as he looks up at Beelzebub, the fallen angel will notice fangs sitting over his lips. "The devil and I have been spoken in the past, and I think he'd be willing to let me have a little something for my troubles when we meet each other in person." He sits back in his seat, his fangs disappearing as he throws back his latest pour. "A few hundred years of being fucked over by the universe I come from has to count for something. I'll even pull out the 'I lost my fucking soulmate to the Lucifer where I come from' if I have to."
Maybe that won't help or endear him to the Lucifer he's been texting with on occasion, but hey, he's willing to try pretty much anything to get more of that brandy. It's good and it'll knock him on his ass for days at a time if he tries hard enough. That's more than worth a little self flagelation.
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Date: 2020-03-12 06:13 pm (UTC)That's... not quite what he meant, but he'll let it be. Not everyone thinks of a story being a burden the way he does. Then again, he remembers, not everyone lives and loves someone like Dorian Gray.
His grin widens as he pours himself another drink and as he looks up at Beelzebub, the fallen angel will notice fangs sitting over his lips. "The devil and I have been spoken in the past, and I think he'd be willing to let me have a little something for my troubles when we meet each other in person." He sits back in his seat, his fangs disappearing as he throws back his latest pour. "A few hundred years of being fucked over by the universe I come from has to count for something. I'll even pull out the 'I lost my fucking soulmate to the Lucifer where I come from' if I have to."
Maybe that won't help or endear him to the Lucifer he's been texting with on occasion, but hey, he's willing to try pretty much anything to get more of that brandy. It's good and it'll knock him on his ass for days at a time if he tries hard enough. That's more than worth a little self flagelation.