Lucifer's Dreamwalking

[endoftheverse]

 

Comment here with your character in the middle of a dream while sleeping at night, and Lucifer will appear.

(He will be appearing at random to new CR, just looking around for company...!

But can also be summoned into dreams after any praying that is directed to 'angels' or to Lucifer directly.)

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[endoftheverse]

He hums, and looks to genuinely consider the question.

(It pains him to find company in humans, but, well — better than twiddling his thumbs. He supposes.)

"... the Iguazú Falls, in Argentina."

He snaps his fingers, and suddenly they're out of the maze — away from that tormenting tower that Willow seemed to dislike so much. They stand on a long bridge impossibly high, and it overlooks a very gorgeous landscape full of waterfalls and lush green trees.

[frogfear]

Willow's grateful enough for the shift in scenery that it doesn't bother her much that Nick just influenced her dream. The falls are by far the prettiest spot she's seen. Even the butterfly is intrigued enough that she leaves Willow's shoulder and lands on the rail on the bridge to survey the view.

"I can see why this is your first choice," she smiles, looking over the side of the rail. "It's beautiful."

[endoftheverse]

"Isn't it?"

He looks very pleased with himself, and would honestly be content with marveling at this place for a lot longer. But... well. Sam Winchester is starting to stir, and good ol 'Nick' can already feel himself getting sucked back toward that prison of a body.

With a huff, he looks to her.

"Whelp, I suppose I have to return to the ol' jail cell. One of the woes of not having any bodily autonomy at the moment... Would you prefer me take you somewhere particular, before I flitter off?"

Usually, he'd just dump a human somewhere particularly grisly.

... But he's trying not to immediately burn bridges.

(Yet.)

[frogfear]

"I think I'd like to just stay here for now," Willow smiles, leaning on the rail next to the butterfly. "It was... definitely an interesting way to spend the night, Nick."

The butterfly takes off and hovers right in front of his face. "Good night, Nick. Er. Morning. Come by again, will you?"

[endoftheverse]

Will he come by again...? Well. The nights are long, and he's particularly sick of being left alone — even if there's mostly only lowly humans as company.

A couple millennia is long enough, and he's willing to begrudgingly take what he can get.

So with that in mind...

"It's an invitation to keep in mind."

He gives her and her little butterfly friend a small wink in response.

And with that, he's gone, much like a mirage.