Lucifer sympathized because he had been of a similar mindset in the beginning. "Once, I held no hatred, but it was my Father who taught me to feel bitterness, hostility, and wrath. He continues to enact those lessons whenever he can find means."
Lucifer smiled at the kiss to his hand and then laughed. "I have claim to the biggest demotion in all of creation."
He was back to mock his damnation because there wasn't much else to do. Had he not fallen this situation would be easier but then he might not be here at all if he still held the strictness of his own Heaven. If he still believed things should be forbidden.
"We do not have vessels." Lucifer commented while contemplating his own abilities. "How our skills manifest may be very different than your own."
He couldn't help but wonder how different and if an angel in a vessel could work the same way with thier own energy. It had been a long time since Lucifer had to learn anything substantial. A whole other universe was now available, even if he only learned about it through discussion. "I am sure you will find something to teach me in time."
Lucifer shrugged and prepared to be pulled through the apartment by his hand, not that he minded this at all. It had an endearing quality, the angel showing him around.
"I eat for pleasure." Only rare circumstances required food but he did enjoy eating. Gluttony was part if his repertoire. "When I have walked with mortals in the past I gained a fondness for cooking. I can manifest anything I choose, but I appreciate the delicate skills needed for preparing meals."
Lucifer could easily manifest food, but there was a subtle joy in using mundane tools to cook. Those feelings came through in how he spoke, cooking made Lucifer happy. Though the food he could prepare was not modern, he was a fantastic cook.
"Do you eat?" Not all angels in his own creation did but he imagined having a human body might require regular meals, like a human.
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Date: 2019-09-06 01:52 pm (UTC)Lucifer smiled at the kiss to his hand and then laughed. "I have claim to the biggest demotion in all of creation."
He was back to mock his damnation because there wasn't much else to do. Had he not fallen this situation would be easier but then he might not be here at all if he still held the strictness of his own Heaven. If he still believed things should be forbidden.
"We do not have vessels." Lucifer commented while contemplating his own abilities. "How our skills manifest may be very different than your own."
He couldn't help but wonder how different and if an angel in a vessel could work the same way with thier own energy. It had been a long time since Lucifer had to learn anything substantial. A whole other universe was now available, even if he only learned about it through discussion. "I am sure you will find something to teach me in time."
Lucifer shrugged and prepared to be pulled through the apartment by his hand, not that he minded this at all. It had an endearing quality, the angel showing him around.
"I eat for pleasure." Only rare circumstances required food but he did enjoy eating. Gluttony was part if his repertoire. "When I have walked with mortals in the past I gained a fondness for cooking. I can manifest anything I choose, but I appreciate the delicate skills needed for preparing meals."
Lucifer could easily manifest food, but there was a subtle joy in using mundane tools to cook. Those feelings came through in how he spoke, cooking made Lucifer happy. Though the food he could prepare was not modern, he was a fantastic cook.
"Do you eat?" Not all angels in his own creation did but he imagined having a human body might require regular meals, like a human.