His mood was tepid this evening. Alone in the lounge of the hotel, his hot cocoa had grown cold long ago on its coaster.
Lucifer was laid back on the couch, eying the ring on his hand as he idly twisted it left and right.
It was quiet. Lost in his thoughts as he was most times.
He's tidying up the main shared spaces of the hotel to give Vaggi and Niffty a little break. Humming and twirling around as he does so, trying not to bump into passing sinners--
"Eee! Hehehe! All right, just point your head where I need to go and I'll follow the best I can!"
Did he have other responsibilities today?? He does not remember. Only duck now.
Once he pulled away from his feathers, he held the duck up to look eye to eye with him.
"Got anymore mail in that bag of yours? I can be your assistant for the day, clear out my schedule---"
He rambled on like this.
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ใ คOh if he only knew the truth. The creature beak opened and closed. Letting out a few quiet quacks. His body smushed in Lucifers hold but seemingly not a care in the world.
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It's a good thing he isn't human cuz he let out the most inhuman squeak of joy, doing little happy stomps. He nuzzled into the little guy's feathers, laughing out of joy before stepping away from the mailbox.
"You ARE the more darling thing.. I will protect you at all costs."
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ใ คOnce the letter hit the bottom of the mailbox, he let out a series of delighted chirps. Settling into the devil's arms. Bill pressing against the fallen angels cheek. Duckie kisses!!
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ใ คSnow white feathers ruffled. His beak disappearing under his wing only to reappear with a large envelope. He uh. He struggled a bit with trying to fit it into the mailbox.
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He chuckles to himself, picking up the duck as carefully as he would for one of his creations. Even opened the mailbox for him.
"There ya go, buuuuuuh-ddy!
Curiouser and curiouser, the king couldn't help but follow this creature to sate his interest in what it was doing. He looked between the duck and the mailbox. He sounded excited, endeared even.
"Ooooh, are you a lil postman?~"
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ใ คSable eyes lock onto a stand alone mailbox. With a ruffle of feathers and the stomp of webbed feet. He made his way over to it. Pecking at its base.
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ใ คJames huffed softly. Taking a brief moment to fuss with something under his left wing. Adjusting a small parcel. After this, his head turned left and right. Seemingly looking for something.
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