forum Trapped (a shipping rp) CLOSED

Started July 19, 2018 by @SaltyLasagna

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“At least I have the tacky thing to you. I could have just picked it apart and sold it to pay my housemate’s late rent,” Llano chuckled before walking over to the coffee and pouring himself some

(oh lol sorry my brain is currently all over the place)
"Rude," he said before chugging his black coffee within seconds.

“Peasant,” Llano said before downing most of his coffee in one go. He grinned smugly before finishing the rest of his cup

He rolled his eyes before finally attaching his arm. He searched around the room for his leather gloves to cover his mechanical hand.

“Why do you wear gloves? What’s the point if you have a metal arm?” Llano asked curiously

"To conceal it," he said slowly, as if it was obvious.

“But why? If anything you should show it off, use it as a symbol of power,” Llano said with a confused look on his face

"I'm not sure that showing off the fact that my arm got obliterated by Lucifer is a sign of power," he said, finally spotting his gloves and slipping then on gratefully. "And besides, I don't like people constantly staring at it. It bothers me."

“But if no one knows how you were injured, it makes people assume you lost it in some valiant fight,” Llano said, making theatrical gestures before returning to his popcorn

"Still… I think it shows weakness. I mean, I was dumb enough to let my gaurd down and lost a whole fucking arm for it." He started to Pace around the kitchen slowly, nothing else to do.

“But did you lose the arm on purpose?” Llano asked, an unreadable expression spreading across his face

"Of course I didn't, that would be stupid," he scoffed, stopping to look at Llano for a moment before looking away.

“Then there is no reason to believe it shows weakness,” Llano said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world

"I just… Should've been more careful." He sighed and leaned against the counter.

“I’m not sure what univers you come from, but in my experience, every version of Satan can and will fuck you over. I once had to sit through a month of Damascus shoving random thoughts into my head,” Llano said with a shudder

"That sounds… Terrible," he said, frowning. "Luca was more a fan of making people who loved each other turn against each other."

“Well I would gladly have another near-death experience with Poncho’s night form than have floating dicks shoved into my mind during a meeting,” Llano said with a small laugh

Abaddon laughed. "Did that really happen to you?" He asked, chuckling.

“You ever hear the phrase ‘Don’t make deals with the devil?’ Well bets apply too,” Llano said. He tried to keep his frown, though he couldn’t help the small smile that began to cross his face

"What bet did you make?" He asked curiously, wondering what kind of bet he could've made that caused him to see floating dicks at such inconvenient times.

“I made a bet that I could drink two barrels of bourbon all at once. It…did not end well,” Llano said with an awkward laugh

Abaddon shook his head in disbelief and amusement. "I can't imagine that ending well in any way."

“I spent the rest of the night flopping around in my demon form while my roommate ran amuck,” Llano said with a laugh