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Lucifer The Morningstar ([info]mourningstar_) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2022-02-20 21:20:00

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Current mood: tired
Entry tags:lucifer, mary magdalene

WHO: Lucifer, Mary Magdalene
WHEN: Backdated to February 8th
WHERE: Desert
WHAT: Just torture
WARNINGS: Torture



Lucifer had enjoyed the last few days in the desert, walking beside Mary Magdalene. He had offered her tiny sips of water twice, just to drag this out, but he was getting bored and tired now, so it was time to end it.

He had forced Mary to walk, almost from the time he met her until now, though somewhere in the second day he had let her have a few hours of sleep. He had offered her no food, of course, because she hadn't needed that to keep her going.

The sun was starting to set, and Lucifer pointed to the tree they were closing in on. It was a straggly thing, tall and dry, and it offered little shade. "There," Lucifer said to her, "you can rest." To be fair, if she didn't die there of her own accord he was going to kill her. But he knew she was close enough to it anyway. Die or sell her soul, those were the options. "Go sit."



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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-21 01:15 am UTC (link)
Mary was in agony.

Dying of thirst and hunger was one of the most horrible ways to die, as it meant days of absolute suffering until every part of your body failed enough that you could fall into unconsciousness for the end of it. Being burned at the stake had been torment, but at least that one had been over relatively quickly.

This wasn't the first time that Mary had starved to death, but it was the first time it had happened while continuously being forced to walk at the side of her enemy, who taunted her both with his words and the cool fresh water he kept sipping. Often when he was done with the cup he would drop it onto the ground and Mary, with her lips bleeding and chapped, had to watch it sink into the hot sand.

Breathing was getting harder and although she kept walking, she was painfully slow now, something which sometimes earned her a jab in the back to keep going.

The times that Lucifer offered her the barest sip of water almost made the whole thing worse. Those times woke her body right up and reminded her that she was there, that she wanted more of that to keep going. She'd long since stopped sweating, and when her fingers brushed against her skin it felt hotter than it should ever be able to be.

Mary didn't quite reach the tree, her knees buckling a few steps from it just because they were now allowed. It wouldn't be very long before Mary wasn't able to walk anymore, not even if she forced it, not even if Lucifer pushed her.

"Glad-" Mary said. It was her first word in... time? What was time anymore? They'd been walking for years, Mary was pretty sure. They'd always been walking and it had always been she and Lucifer. Her tongue felt so thick in her mouth, sandpaper against her cheeks as she ignored the clenching of her stomach eating away at itself. She couldn't lift her eyes to Lucifer as that was a lot of work. "Glad I- framed that picture of you- you with the bagel."

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-21 09:54 am UTC (link)
He knew what she was doing, though he had to admit it was pretty wise for someone who was on the verge of death. She was trying to force him into such anger that he would kill her quickly.

Just for the insolence, he snapped his fingers again, and yet another goblet of water was delivered to him.

"I should take a photo of you now and send it to everyone you love," he growled.

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 12:37 am UTC (link)
"Make sure-" Mary swallowed, hard and dry, and managed to raise her gaze to Lucifer. "You get my- good side."

She wasn't scared of his threats, mostly because she'd reach beyond the point where any threat from him could scare her. And it wasn't like he had the cell phone number of anyone she knew.

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 02:00 am UTC (link)
What a bitch, she didn't even react to his attempts to needle her. It had been getting progressively more difficult to fuck with her, and it was frustrating. Most mortals fell apart the closer they were to death.

Fucking saints.

"He could stop this, you know. He could stop this any time he wanted. He has to know you're in pain. Suffering. And He's allowing it."

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 03:17 am UTC (link)
"He's probably busy," Mary said, face twisting in pain as her stomach cramped. "Got a lot of balls in the air."

At least, that was what she tried to say, but in her far gone state she only managed "He's- lotsa balls."

Mary put her hand down on the hot sand in front of her for support. She wished she had a gun, although at this point couldn't be sure which one of them she'd use it on.

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 03:55 am UTC (link)
Lucifer snorted at that, and then he tried to school his face into something more dignified. "He is that. And He clearly doesn't love you. Not the way you love Him? Doesn't that just kill you inside, Mary? Don't you just want to die?"

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 04:00 am UTC (link)
Yes, Mary wanted to die so much but it wasn't because God didn't love her. It was all because of Lucifer that death seemed to utterly beautiful right now.

"Loves me," Mary muttered, trying to lift herself a little more but doing it poorly. "Hates you. Fucker."

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 04:26 am UTC (link)
"Well who doesn't?" Lucifer said flippantly, because he couldn't care less. "But you cannot tell me He loves you." He took a sip of water and arched his eyebrows at her. "Or is it that He doesn't know you're here. Cry out for Him. Ask Him to save you."

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 06:42 am UTC (link)
Mary knew that God loved her. Or, in the moments when she doubted that, she knew that Jesus loved her. Despite everything she'd become and all of her mistakes the man that she had known still loved her. Yeshua with his warm smile and his kind words, He loved her no matter what.

She wanted to tell Lucifer about that, about how what Lucifer did to her only made the Lord love her all the more for showing strength but it was too hard and the thoughts kept sliding away like she was trying to catch sand with open fingers.

She glared at Lucifer, his smugness clear even through her slightly blurry vision. "You-" A breath, a squeezed fist at another wave of pain. "You're pathetic." Mary may have looked like the weak and ailing one here, but Lucifer was the only one weak. Lucifer was the motherfucker who lived for this sick shit.

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 10:02 am UTC (link)
This fucking bitch. Lucifer tossed the glass of water away, half-full, and it fell to the sand, the moisture sinking in immediately. He glared at her, taking one step forward, though he wasn't close enough yet-

"Admit He doesn't love you!"

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 10:09 am UTC (link)
Mary felt like the only thing that was keeping her going was the sheer frustration coursing through Lucifer. The demon couldn't hide it, even from a dying woman.

Lucifer wanted so much for her to give up, to hand herself over to him completely. What a dumb idiot, after all these centuries to think that would happen with Mary.

"Drives you- crazy," Mary said and the husky raw sound her throat managed to make was close to a laugh. "You always lose."

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 10:13 am UTC (link)
For a demon, Lucifer didn't often fly into fits of rage. He tended to be relatively emotionless, keeping his cool even when his fellow demons were losing theirs.

But he had put so much effort in and the bitch wasn't breaking-

"Fuck you!" he screamed, advancing on her then. He planned to shake her, though that wasn't what ended up happening.

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 10:22 am UTC (link)
Mary didn't have much left in her, but what she had was reserved just for Lucifer. She hadn't thought she was able to do anything more than continue kneeling but when Lucifer came at her in a fury, Mary rose up with a fury of her own, throwing herself at the Adversary like an avenging angel sent by the lord himself.

Maybe she made a sound like a scream, but maybe it was a sound far more choked by her ruined throat. Mary's nails had grown long and ragged during her time out here and they were aiming for Lucifer's eye right now, determined to burst it like a rotten fucking grape. Her other hand was- going for his mouth? Mary didn't know what she was doing, but perhaps she thought she could somehow tear his jaw off, just rip his skull clean in half. Seemed almost plausible in her anger, sand kicking up around them as she thought of nothing but killing this son of a bitch.

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 10:31 am UTC (link)
Mary's ragged nails dragged across the skin of his cheek, right below his left eye. Lucifer hadn't even seen the attack coming, he had thought Mary was far too broken for this. He let out a cry as the fingers of her other hand slammed into his mouth. A second late, as he was falling backwards, he realised he should bite down-

He locked his jaw on her fingers, and once they were both on the ground, he used his momentum to flip them. Once he was on top of her, his hands went to her neck, closing off her airway. "FUCK YOU!" he screamed at her, furious and bleeding. "FUCK YOU!"

It was rage at losing.

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 10:39 am UTC (link)
Mary had gasped with pain when he'd bitten down on her fingers, but she didn't even have a chance to consider if she'd lost anything important to his teeth before Lucifer had shoved her down into the sand, his hands crushing her windpipe.

It turned out that although Mary had thought a lot about wanting to die, Lucifer having his hands around her throat was all the encouragement she needed to fight for her life.

She kicked and writhed under him, but Lucifer would not be moved. The blood from his face was dripping down onto hers, half blinding her and fooling her tongue into thinking there was water to be had. She wished she could have slit his disgusting throat and drunk him dry!

But instead Mary couldn't breathe! Instead she was gasping and spluttering, her hands reaching to to try and scratch at his face again.

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[info]mourningstar_
2022-02-22 10:43 am UTC (link)
Lucifer leaned up and out of the way, his dark hair falling like a curtain around his face as he gripped hard around her neck. It was taking too long, and Lucifer was done with this. At once his hands ignighted, from warm and sweaty, to the temperature of a star. The sand beneath Mary melted and turned to glass as he burned her airway out.

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[info]gospel_of_mary
2022-02-22 10:48 am UTC (link)
Mary continued to desperately fight even as he crushed the life out of her. But then suddenly his hands grew hotter and hotter and-

Mary would have managed to scream then, if she'd had any air in her lungs, if he hadn't been destroying her windpipe.

Agonising heat burned and tore through Mary, burning through everything she ever was, until, suddenly, there was nothing at all.

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