Cain Talion | Wrath (irascibility) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-04-25 20:53:00 |
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Current location: | In the woods |
Entry tags: | satan, wrath |
We're crawling, crawling deeper.
Who: Satan (666_esq) & Wrath (irascibility)
What: Just one of the things they do
Where: At nature's bosom; i.e. the woods, witch-free.
When: Sunday evening
Warnings: Satan and Wrath
"If it bothered you so much, you could have said no, Wrath."
Wrath lifted his gaze from the white round things on a stick that were slowly turning brown over the fire and directed it at the smug face of the master of all that was unholy and filthy and rotten and, well, you get the idea. Nobody had expected Satan to resurface but then nobody ever did, did they?
As always, the Lord of Hell had chosen to show his face after a clusterfuck of some sort had occurred. Not that the Sin minded, not even when he became the focus of his bitchmaster's attention. After all this time, they'd established a dynamic that may have struck an outside observer as completely fucked up, but the two creatures involved felt comfortable with it and that was all that mattered.
The other Sins could mock and make fun of him all they wanted. Wrath wouldn't have it any other way.
"Do ye even know what 'no' means, gov?" Wrath snorted and took a swig from his bottle. "Small hint: it isn't short fer number."
Disrespectful? Why, yes, of course. Satan wouldn't have it any other way.