( it is indeed a tragedy — luci is prone to forgetfulness and misplacing sense, so he hadn't remembered the feeling of nick's magic up until it came front and center to him. not at all lacking, really. wholly capable. in fact, back at home, he'd probably be in the running to be a sacrificial bride to lucifer, for his power. how weird.
standing, luci deposits the bird on his head, who he's spent enough time with that it doesn't immediately take to flight. cupping nick by his cheeks, he leans in and places a kiss on his forehead, almost paternally. )
I can't make heads or tails of it. But I also haven't tried. ( very warmly, ) How are you?
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standing, luci deposits the bird on his head, who he's spent enough time with that it doesn't immediately take to flight. cupping nick by his cheeks, he leans in and places a kiss on his forehead, almost paternally. )
I can't make heads or tails of it. But I also haven't tried. ( very warmly, ) How are you?