abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

Ducks are his favorite thing in the world and giving ducks to people is how he shows affection. I've got an eldritch duck of my own.

But four, wow, he really likes you.

He -
H-he... really likes me...

[There's a tone of wonder to his voice, parroting it - but there's clearly an undertone of anxiety, too.
Half because his first, immediate thought is "oh, god, I could NEVER take Lucifer in a fight if it came to that." Of course, he immediately defaults to the belief that he's just somehow infinitely murderable.

... But his second, less immediate thought is -]

D... do you think -
Perhaps he might be... open? To, ah... you know...

[It's not even a crush like it is with Lycaon. He just wants to get railed by the devil, okay.]

I mean, he fucks me, and he's gone to my and Max's orgies before.

...He might worry initially that he's taking advantage of you? Since you live in his hotel and all. But I think if you can impress upon him that you really really really want to fuck, it should go okay.

Right. Right -
I believe I can do that. Easily.

[Evangeline probably believes the same, considering how intense Louis can be when he really, really wants it.
Mr. "Had to be told to stop running to her house".]

I'll... ask him, then. I must admit, now that the possibility's on the table... I've been wondering how to proposition him -
I'd thought that, perhaps, being that I'm a lowly hybrid between demon and angel... maybe I was a bit too below His Highness for something like that?

But if even you think four ducks is a lot...

[Yeah, he's gauging this based on the number of ducks.]

I have no idea why that would matter? I'm a human and we've had some fantastic sex.

[Lucifer isn't the type of person to judge based on species.]

Four ducks is definitely a lot. I don't have four ducks and I've known him much longer than you have.

You don't even have four ducks?

[...]

Am I some sort of favorite of his? Is that what's going on here?
I feel as though I'm being pranked - why has he given me so many, but not you??

I-I - I don't understand, what have I even done to win his favor so much? So much so, he's gifted me four?

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Is it because I'm cute?

Wow, are you saying I'm not cute? Cruel. Mean to me.

Oh, you are adorable, Evangeline. I would never disparage you and your cuteness.

But, well, if I have more ducks than you... you may have to simply face the facts.

Damn, I guess it's been empirically proven that you're cuter than me then. Congratulations on your victory.

Aw, don't sound like that - I have four entire ducks!
One even reminds me that I'm loved when I squeeze it!

[Which he's gonna do again! It even helpfully supplies "You have people who love you" when he does so.
(It is, in fact, meant to be a therapist duck. It's even in a sweatervest and glasses. Too bad this is voice and not video, she can't see the cute little sweatervest.)]

...

And besides. We both know you are far, far more beautiful than I am, anyway.
I can have "cute", can't I?

I think you're gorgeous, though? Even if I accept that I'm beautiful, we aren't that far apart.

[Yeah no she's taking issue with the idea that he's less beautiful than she is.]

You think I'm gorgeous. Such a thing is subjective, isn't it?
Yet, no one has deigned to write me poetry. I've yet to even receive a single metaphor for my loveliness, despite the comparisons being easy, low-hanging fruit.

[...]

And... if you don't mind me being a touch serious -
Most people prefer a face that is whole and symmetrical.

I said your eyes were like the sun? ...Is that a simile?

[Is that the problem.]

I don't think your scars detract from your beauty, but other people have bad taste.

That is a simile, yes - and, if I recall, you said they remind you of the sun, which is even further from being a metaphor.

[Apparently it is.]

... I agree with you, of course. I know my own beauty is above essentially all else. I must believe such a thing - otherwise, I wouldn't be.
But it is, unfortunately, the majority opinion. That symmetry and wholeness are prized.

And - I don't believe you've had the displeasure of seeing me without my eyelashes, either.
I do my best to make sure the ones I wear are fastened as strong as possible, even for our encounters.

You see me without makeup all the time, though. I'm sure you're still gorgeous without fake lashes.

I lack them almost entirely on the right side. Many people would consider that ... hideous, as far as I'm aware.

[It sounds like it hurts to even say the word "hideous", let alone believe people might actually think that of him.]

But... I'm glad, knowing that you, at least, would think I'm beautiful regardless. And -
I don't truly believe I am cuter than you, either. I hope you realize that I was joking...

I'm honestly unsure why he would favor me so much like this. Pity, perhaps.
The last time he saw me, I had an episode in his office. It was pathetic - completely and utterly.

He's a genuinely nice person who likes to help people. He probably thinks you deserve some kindness, which you do.

So pity, then.

I'm alright with it being pity. I know I deserve it, especially in that state.

[The duck squeaks again. "People appreciate your company."]

I just wish I hadn't... broken down in front of him. It was incredibly unattractive.
Covered in tears and snot over his kindness, like some kind of child.

Disgusting.

[...]

I apologize - I don't mean to suddenly place all of that nonsense upon your shoulders.
I just feel... guilt again. I'm feeling guilty.

... For making you believe I think you aren't cute, I think.

[She doesn't know what to say to that first part. It could be pity, or something close enough to it that it's not worth arguing the point, and she also hates breaking down in front of people.]

Oh, no - you don't have to feel bad. I was just joking, I wasn't actually hurt or anything.

[It's probably better to leave it - neither of them really need him going on some kind of dumb tirade that he only half believes.
And besides -
He lets out a little sigh of relief hearing how she responds, anyway.]

Good - good. I do worry, sometimes... I know that the delivery of my jokes can often sound too, ah...
Serious.

I would hate to have a joke miss and harm you, instead.

If something you say hurts me, I'll let you know. You won't have to worry about whether I was hurt by a joke or not. -But I've got pretty thick skin anyway, it should be fine.

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