[Fortunately, Belladonna seems to have been able to keep her wits about her in the wake of this new wrinkle. If she's forgotten anything, it isn't enough to overall change her understanding of the community at large and her place within it. The goings-on have been troubling to witness. This is something Belladonna's thought about before, even brought up tentatively with Lilith some time ago, but has overall held her tongue out of reverence.
How, it feels like she has to say something. At least offer, otherwise she'd feel that she's been doing herself an overall disservice. So, she prays, speaking Lucifer's name and hoping that he'll have the energy and time to answer. It feels somewhat silly, talking to an empty room...but she supposes it isn't the first time she's done so.]
Great Dark Lord, Lucifer, I wish to make you an offering.
[He's there, appearing in her room, though he seems to be out of his pristine white suit and into something a bit more casual. The short sleeved shirt shows off a few remaining scars from God using him, but he seems at ease in the spot he's appeared in.]
Lucifer is fine. I feel like a lord in name only at the moment.
[There was a part of her that didn't expect him to actually arrive. After all, she's hardly worth his time. But here he is, and she quickly drops into a curtsy, keeping her eyes nervously downward. She wouldn't wish to do anything disrespectful, even if he's being so courteous!]
Yes, of course, as you wish! Thank you for taking the time to see me when you must certainly be awfully busy.
[And so many adversaries, lately! Belladonna wonders if her even wishing to help is a silly thing to propose.]
As a witch, I'm nothing accomplished. But I have magic...a good amount of magic, and I thought...I hoped perhaps there'd be some way that you could make use of it. If maybe I could somehow give you my power, and maybe it would ease even the smallest of your burdens. I know, of course, that compared to you I'm nothing, but with all your wisdom I supposed there might be a way you could even take something as useless as me and turn it into a viable tool.
I always have time for my guests. [Barring emergencies, of course.]
You're offering your magic? [There's a curious tilt to his head as he seems to consider it.]
Please, darling... confidence. Belittling yourself isn't necessary. Hell can always use more users of magic... If you're inclined, I'm certain you could help with protections.
[Belladonna can't stop her face from turning red. Being confident is a tall order for her, but she'll at least try to not be so openly self-deprecating at his request.]
Oh, yes, please! I would love to help however you suggest. I only know how to use my power in certain ways, but if you could possibly direct me, I'd certainly love to fortify the city in any way!
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How, it feels like she has to say something. At least offer, otherwise she'd feel that she's been doing herself an overall disservice. So, she prays, speaking Lucifer's name and hoping that he'll have the energy and time to answer. It feels somewhat silly, talking to an empty room...but she supposes it isn't the first time she's done so.]
Great Dark Lord, Lucifer, I wish to make you an offering.
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[He's there, appearing in her room, though he seems to be out of his pristine white suit and into something a bit more casual. The short sleeved shirt shows off a few remaining scars from God using him, but he seems at ease in the spot he's appeared in.]
Lucifer is fine. I feel like a lord in name only at the moment.
What was your offering?
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[There was a part of her that didn't expect him to actually arrive. After all, she's hardly worth his time. But here he is, and she quickly drops into a curtsy, keeping her eyes nervously downward. She wouldn't wish to do anything disrespectful, even if he's being so courteous!]
Yes, of course, as you wish! Thank you for taking the time to see me when you must certainly be awfully busy.
[And so many adversaries, lately! Belladonna wonders if her even wishing to help is a silly thing to propose.]
As a witch, I'm nothing accomplished. But I have magic...a good amount of magic, and I thought...I hoped perhaps there'd be some way that you could make use of it. If maybe I could somehow give you my power, and maybe it would ease even the smallest of your burdens. I know, of course, that compared to you I'm nothing, but with all your wisdom I supposed there might be a way you could even take something as useless as me and turn it into a viable tool.
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You're offering your magic? [There's a curious tilt to his head as he seems to consider it.]
Please, darling... confidence. Belittling yourself isn't necessary. Hell can always use more users of magic... If you're inclined, I'm certain you could help with protections.
no subject
Oh, yes, please! I would love to help however you suggest. I only know how to use my power in certain ways, but if you could possibly direct me, I'd certainly love to fortify the city in any way!