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Lilith (reptileblooded) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-12-22 17:59:00

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lilith, samael

WHO: Lilith & Samael
WHEN: The night of Monday 17th
WHERE: A bar in uptown Manhattan
WHAT: Husband and wife meet ups.
WARNINGS: TBA?
NOTES: Sorry I took so long to put this up, Dis!

Lilith had grown so used to just being the wife of Satan - and, by extension, Lucifer - that when both Asmodeus and Samael appeared in New York within days of each other, Lilith wasn't quite sure what to make of it.

Lilith would have said that she loved these husbands, but it wasn't entirely true. Lilith wasn't really capable of love, not in the classical sense of the word. But there was a warm fondness for each of them. Or, at least, a burning lust. Which Lilith thought was just as good as any version of love.

But with Samael, things were perhaps a little more complicated. Unlike the others, Samael was of Heaven. Whatever darkness he held within him, Samael was still an angel and Lilith had never and would never be that. The other Queens of Hell, the ones Lilith constantly looked down on and saw as lesser versions of her, had been angels once. They were fallen, but Lilith was mortal-born, built of the earth and raised up to be a dark queen on the right hand of the Adversary. A single text said that Lilith was one of the Angels of Prostitution but every other story contradicted that. Had she been holy? She remembered no time she'd ever been holy. (And if Lilith ever doubted it then the red Kabbalah string she had tied around her wrist, burning painfully but invisibly against her skin, was a constant reminder that she was a thing only of darkness, unloved by God.)

Maybe Samael felt closer to his other wives then, the ones that had seen Heaven's light and perhaps even remembered it. Lilith knew only Earth and Hell, but it didn't make her feel any less for her angel husband. She liked Samael's darkness, she liked that he had that within him, that he was capable of great evils. Lilith saw him as a rebellion against God, even though she knew he wasn't that. She had rebelled against God herself and an angel who wasn't all purity and light was the best kind of angel.

She walked into the bar, clad in a figure-hugging scarlet dress, and scanned for Samael, seeking out the feeling of him among the mortals who meant nothing to her.

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so sorry this reply is so late.

serpent_angel
2013-01-06 03:35 pm UTC (link)

They were like flies; buzzing insects with seemingly no purpose, but to annoy and be annoyed. Sitting at the bar, Samael lightly twirled about his tumbler of Jack and Coke before sipping it. The alcohol burned a little as it slid down his throat, but did nothing else to effect him. He wondered why he had agreed to meet Lilith in a bar of all places. They could have gone out to dinner, something more personal, and with a better chance to feel something worthwhile.

Samael had four wives, and plenty of lovers. Some of the angels, and demons jokingly referred to him as the pimp daddy of Heaven. He saw nothing wrong with his actions. The female form was the most beautiful thing that God had ever invented, and this particular angel was going to enjoy that.

He was about to step out of the bar, and had actually moved off of the stool when he felt a dark energy amidst the crowd of people. No doubt it was coming from Lilith. Silently, Samael made his way over to her; lightly shoving people out of his way until he reached her.

"Dressed for the ocassion as always I see," Sam said. "We even match. What are the chances of that?" he chuckled, referring to the red silk shirt he was wearing tonight.

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	That's okay! :) reptileblooded 2013-01-08 11:59 am UTC (link)
	Still so very attractive, Lilith noted. That was fortunate. Standing in the middle of a bar full of unknowing mortals, Lilith smiled at her husband. "Red, the colour of lust and blood. Hardly surprising." She snaked one arm around his neck. "Hello, lover. It's been an age." (Reply to this) (Parent)