Vessels and Trueforms

[tryingitall]

Balthazar lands on the terrace, taking the opportunity to set out the decorative baby pumpkins, as well as the larger one, and tracing a light preservation spell over them before heading inside. His Halloween shopping gets set on the kitchen counter, still in the bag. He's pretty casual about his surroundings sometimes, equally at home with tidiness and clutter. He seems to have brought in some additional groceries and drinks today, though, and these are put away in the pantry and refrigerator.

There's apple cider, for one thing, and a couple bottles of a golden-tinted auslese with a cornucopia on the label. He likes sweet wines.

This minimal labor done, he goes into the living room and flops onto the sofa, looking pensive. "Best to do this slowly, I think," he says to Lucifer. "I'll let him take control of the vessel for a bit before trying to separate. To talk to you, perhaps? I think he'll want to."

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[devilsphoenix]

"I would call it more than a date. Lucifer hasn't let many see him since we fell." Phenex had been lucky enough to see him once when he was speaking to God while he remained in his heavenly splendor. It had nearly taken the angel's sight, but worth it.

The angel followed colors in their wings shifting into yellows with the rising curiosity about the artist. "I don't know how long you have been asleep but there are colored clays now. Perhaps we should venture out to an artists' store while they are away?"

Phenex didn't even know if they were aware of all the current human art supplies. It would be interesting to browse. "I prefer watercolor, chemistry, and gemstones when I have a choice, but I find all of the arts and sciences appealing in their own right."