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

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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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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	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. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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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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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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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	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. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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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