[ There's an exceptionally groggy, even more exceptionally wrecked mumble from your local pigeon, ]
Hm. Wow. Think 'm gonna throw up.
[ Your local shadow pigeon, because their blended voice is far more Yuzuki than Korone. When he finally succeeds in cracking his eyes open for all of 1.24 seconds, inky purple and gold are bleeding in to replace their heart's true blue. ]
[ ... Also, he's not joking. Like, yes, he is, but oh boy oh boy he absolutely is not, not even a little. ]
"Thanks, love." He'd deal with getting puked on but it wouldn't be fun. Sorry about more mushiness but it's gonna happen again, so best get used to it.
He glances over at Yuzuki's shadow (and his own since he's still holding on), seeing that it's wearing his scarf. Good.
[ Heaves a sigh that was supposed to sound Vaguely Aggrieved, and ends up embarrassingly close to 'sad wet cat in the rain'. It's wobbly. It's pathetic. Ugh.
Ughhh.
His shadow, which is his shape, flicks its tail. ... and then winds its tail around Lucifer's ankle ... ]
... "Want" is a strong word. [ Mumble-grumble. He breathes in, trying to steady himself. Swallows. ... Swallows again, grimacing, and makes a slightly alarmed sound despite himself ] - now, now's good.
The sound is so sad and wobbly. Lucifer can almost feel the ghostly sensation of a shadow touching his own and it translating to near touch. Like the whisper of a sensation. Toucifer will gently pet Yuzuki's hair and pull his hands away when the signal, though clearly reluctant, is given to let go.
"Well we can burrito you in hugs again when you want or need too. On demand. Just let us know. Alright?"
[ Yuzuki's heart rate jumps up a notch or six the moment their dad(s) pull away. Hard to say whether it's because of the loss of warmth and weight or the impressive, violent twisty-turny roiling churning somersaults their stomach is doing - ]
[ Speaking of which. ]
[ The moment he can move, he scrambles inelegantly for the bucket without wasting a single second to take off the mittens, and proceeds to throw up for what feels like a lifetime. It's painful and gross and beyond miserable, and the blood coming back up is ... so fun. So fun. ]
[ He'll be with you in. Like. Ten minutes or so. Fifteen. ]
Poor poor Yuzuki. Lucifer makes sure to help hold back his hair with one hand after bunching it up, and rubs his back with the other.
"It's okay. Let it out. It's a big bucket. You're going to be okay," Lucifer tries to just be soft as Yuzuki goes through this for however many minutes it lasts. If needed, a second bucket will be summoned. And a glass of ice water and a bendy straw. And mouthwash. Because...yeah.
Before Lucifer can touch Yuzuki's hair or back, Macaque grabs both of Lucifer's wrists as gently as he can. The one that was aiming for Yuzuki's hair Macaque keeps in his grip and shakes his head, no don't touch there, it would be a disaster. With Yuzuki bending over, Lucifer might spot the abundant scars on the back of their neck. The one that was aiming for Yuzuki's back, Macaque reroutes so it's below their wings and then releases it. It would be a terrible time to shock them with touches in bad places.
Macaque lets go of Lucifer's other wrist, confident that he's gotten the message.
"We're here for whatever you need. Take your time. And thanks for doing that not on me."
[ It's appreciated. All of it. Very much so. Yuzuki's shadow keeps its tail wrapped around Lucifer's shadow's ankle, and it reaches for one of Macaque's hands, too. The rest of him is a li'l busy to do or say anything else for a good long while — though he does make a funny hiccup-snort sound of amusement when Macaque thanks him.
Twenty minutes and another bucket later, Yuzuki mumbles, ]
… Favor. [ He doesn't lift his head or look at either of them. ] Need y'to look at m'back.
Lucifer stops the moment those hands grab his wrists. He nods at the silent instructions. His eyes do dart from the shadows to the hair as a silent question on if shadows could hold back the hair. But his hand rubs the spot designated as safe.
"Your back? Alright. For the shirt, Macaque? Can you use shadows to remove it so we don't cause any further overstimulation?"
Macaque shrugs at the suggestion of shadows in his hair, he might freak if he's not ready for it. Better to just use them to get his hair clear of gunk when he's ready.
"No problem." He makes some deep shadows to cover up their body as much as possible (he might think modesty is dumb but at least Choco doesn't) and uses more shadows to get the shirt pulled up in the back. He assumes that they'll see what they're looking for fairly quickly.
[ Yuzuki shudders in unspoken yet emphatic agreement when Lucifer brings up overstimulation. He couldn't give less of a fuck about modesty for his own sake (for Choco's is another matter), but. Better to tread lightly around anything that might give him yet more reason to want to tear their skin off. ]
[ The grotesque tapestry of scarring covering their back is nothing new to Macaque. They're far more scar than skin at this point — there's everything from the straight lines from the Humane Society surgeries, to messy wounds from tooth and claw. Stabs and slashes, gunshots and glass, odd winding patterns like vines, burns ... the list goes on. And on. And on. ]
[ But there's something else. Something new. A ... rash? A band of inflammation and faint clusters of tiny bumps creeping up along their spine, starting from the base of their tail. It looks like Choco has been trying to scratch at it. ]
Modesty is important for those whom it is important for. Security in boundaries is something Lucifer is understanding more thanks to Ellipsa. That's why he asked Macaque since he would know Choco's boundaries far better than he does. His eyes watch the exposed skin and there are so many scars. Rough tissue outlining the wounds and pain suffered in the past. The skin has a different shade to it, making it stands out against the rare and unmarked flesh.
Lucifer resists touching any of it. Though he wants to hug Yuzuki so badly right now, he restrains himself. Instead he focuses on the rash. He leans in close but doesn't touch. It looks irritated and as though there is an allergic reaction?
"I could try to use Spring magic to heal it. Not sure it would make it go away but it might help the itching? Would you like me to try?"
Macaque shows no emotion as he looks over the scars, it's not anything new although it makes him slightly crazy every time. And this time it causes another reaction, and he has to fight down a new side of him that wants to have a wholly unproductive response.
[ Healing magic? Yuzuki hesitates — just long enough for Macaque to ask his question. ]
Huh? Molting? But we already … [ He trails off, thinking about it. Making himself think about it, about how it feels, and he practically cringes, shivering, clenching his hands against the urge to scratch. ]
…
… [ oh. ]
— motherfucking - if I ever get my hands on Asmodeus I swear
Lucifer does a quick doubletake from Yuzuki to Macaque and back. Wait. Molting and Asmodeus? He blinks and shakes his head.
"I have to consciously remind myself you're not talking about my Asmodeus. Because that statement would be very different if you were referring to him." ANYWAY!
"It might be close-ish to the same version. Choco's time in hell and all that." Macaque says this almost absently. Someone has been studying biblical bullshit and not for spiritual enlightenment.
"I can grab some anti-itch cream if you want. But it'll probably be like that until they sprout fully."
Yeah. Imeeji. [ Yuzuki wobbles a hand in a vague gesture of agreement with Macaque. ] One of the Producers. Prince of ... ugh, what was it. "Vengeance Hell".
Anyway.
[ He shifts away from the bucket with a shaky sigh, clenching and unclenching his fists. ]
Think so, [ that was to Lucifer. And to Macaque, ] Prescription-strength numbing might be enough to take the edge off. [ Maybe. Hopefully. ] Worth a try. Thanks.
... And. Toucifer. If you can spare some of your Spring healing, we'd appreciate it. Choco really clawed herself up. [ It could have been worse. A lot worse. But she has more than enough scars already. ]
"Asmodeus is the Deadly Sin of Lust in my Hell. I think you would get along well with him."
Lucifer smiles and makes such a happy little squeak at the name Toucifer again. Oh it is so cute. He loves it, of the bright red eyes he has now are any indication.
"I can definitely do that. Here," Lucifer will make sure to not actually touch but to focus his healing. He can do the scrapes and scratches. Nothing more serious still but he can at least make all the small things go away.
"The sins have mascots?" Sure, why not? He's not so sure about getting along, he's not that full of lust, is he? Lucifer may have a warped impression because Macaque is so into him.
"'Toucifer' is criminally adorable, you realize." Just saying.
Macaque opens a portal and roots around in it, looking for numbing cream and finding it on a store shelf. He snags it and starts unwrapping the safety packaging.
I don't get along with anyone. [ Grumbles!! ] Unless you were talking to Papa.
[ Speaking of Papaque, EXCUSE YOU. Yuzuki huffs. He does not pout. He doesn't. He does, however, relax very slightly when the scratches and scrapes begin to heal. ]
If anyone is criminally adorable here, it's the two of you. [ So there. ]
[ He sneaks a glance back at Macaque. ]
... Can you take care of it for me? [ It'd be easier than tying himself in knots trying to reach ... ]
"You're not so prickly, Yuzuki." And this from Macaque who was kind of an ass to him when they met.
He'll avoid thinking of his daughter/son meeting the sin of lust, thank you.
"Mmhmm. I've got you. I'll be touching right... now."
Macaque uses his fingertips to put the numbing cream on the sprouting feathers. He knows what a big deal it is to be asked to touch their back, which is why he warned Yuzuki when it was coming.
Hey! What part of me isn't prickly?! [ Too late, he realises that he's essentially invited them to bully him even more than they already are. And if he tries to claw it back, that's fuel on the fire … and if he tries to leave in a huff — well, that'd just be stupid, being alone right now would be stupid and he doesn't want to be alone, he wants to be with them, he wants to feel safe — ]
[ He shoves his face in the nearest torn-up cushion, and the tip of his shadow's tail flicks sulkily even as it remains firmly wound around Lucifer's shadow's ankle.
… The aforementioned tail winds slightly more firmly once Macaque gets to work with the cream. Their back isn't as bad as the back of their neck, and they trust their dad. Yuzuki trusts him. It's safe. It's okay. Just … ]
[ Without lifting his head, ]
Can you — uh, more surface area? The pressure's good.
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Hm. Wow. Think 'm gonna throw up.
[ Your local shadow pigeon, because their blended voice is far more Yuzuki than Korone. When he finally succeeds in cracking his eyes open for all of 1.24 seconds, inky purple and gold are bleeding in to replace their heart's true blue. ]
[ ... Also, he's not joking. Like, yes, he is, but oh boy oh boy he absolutely is not, not even a little. ]
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"Do you mean that legitimately because we can get you a bucket," Lucifer snaps and poof. Puke bucket appears.
"Or you're going to have to learn to live with us being so cute like this all the time. I'm sorry that I am not sorry, as the young folk say."
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He glances over at Yuzuki's shadow (and his own since he's still holding on), seeing that it's wearing his scarf. Good.
"Let me know when you want me to let go."
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Ughhh.
His shadow, which is his shape, flicks its tail. ... and then winds its tail around Lucifer's ankle ... ]
... "Want" is a strong word. [ Mumble-grumble. He breathes in, trying to steady himself. Swallows. ... Swallows again, grimacing, and makes a slightly alarmed sound despite himself ] - now, now's good.
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"Well we can burrito you in hugs again when you want or need too. On demand. Just let us know. Alright?"
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"I'm right here if you need anything. Consider me a weighted blanket on demand."
He has time to smile over at the tail wound around Lucifer's shadow before he and all his clone hands release Yuzuki.
"There you go."
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[ Speaking of which. ]
[ The moment he can move, he scrambles inelegantly for the bucket without wasting a single second to take off the mittens, and proceeds to throw up for what feels like a lifetime. It's painful and gross and beyond miserable, and the blood coming back up is ... so fun. So fun. ]
[ He'll be with you in. Like. Ten minutes or so. Fifteen. ]
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"It's okay. Let it out. It's a big bucket. You're going to be okay," Lucifer tries to just be soft as Yuzuki goes through this for however many minutes it lasts. If needed, a second bucket will be summoned. And a glass of ice water and a bendy straw. And mouthwash. Because...yeah.
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Macaque lets go of Lucifer's other wrist, confident that he's gotten the message.
"We're here for whatever you need. Take your time. And thanks for doing that not on me."
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Twenty minutes and another bucket later, Yuzuki mumbles, ]
… Favor. [ He doesn't lift his head or look at either of them. ] Need y'to look at m'back.
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"Your back? Alright. For the shirt, Macaque? Can you use shadows to remove it so we don't cause any further overstimulation?"
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"No problem." He makes some deep shadows to cover up their body as much as possible (he might think modesty is dumb but at least Choco doesn't) and uses more shadows to get the shirt pulled up in the back. He assumes that they'll see what they're looking for fairly quickly.
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[ The grotesque tapestry of scarring covering their back is nothing new to Macaque. They're far more scar than skin at this point — there's everything from the straight lines from the Humane Society surgeries, to messy wounds from tooth and claw. Stabs and slashes, gunshots and glass, odd winding patterns like vines, burns ... the list goes on. And on. And on. ]
[ But there's something else. Something new. A ... rash? A band of inflammation and faint clusters of tiny bumps creeping up along their spine, starting from the base of their tail. It looks like Choco has been trying to scratch at it. ]
S'itchy as fuck.
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Lucifer resists touching any of it. Though he wants to hug Yuzuki so badly right now, he restrains himself. Instead he focuses on the rash. He leans in close but doesn't touch. It looks irritated and as though there is an allergic reaction?
"I could try to use Spring magic to heal it. Not sure it would make it go away but it might help the itching? Would you like me to try?"
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"Wait a second. Does it feel like molting?"
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Huh? Molting? But we already … [ He trails off, thinking about it. Making himself think about it, about how it feels, and he practically cringes, shivering, clenching his hands against the urge to scratch. ]
…
… [ oh. ]
— motherfucking - if I ever get my hands on Asmodeus I swear
[ MUTTER MUTTER MUTTER BITCH BITCH BITCH ]
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"I have to consciously remind myself you're not talking about my Asmodeus. Because that statement would be very different if you were referring to him." ANYWAY!
"Then...are these growing feathers?"
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"I can grab some anti-itch cream if you want. But it'll probably be like that until they sprout fully."
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Yeah. Imeeji. [ Yuzuki wobbles a hand in a vague gesture of agreement with Macaque. ] One of the Producers. Prince of ... ugh, what was it. "Vengeance Hell".
Anyway.
[ He shifts away from the bucket with a shaky sigh, clenching and unclenching his fists. ]
Think so, [ that was to Lucifer. And to Macaque, ] Prescription-strength numbing might be enough to take the edge off. [ Maybe. Hopefully. ] Worth a try. Thanks.
... And. Toucifer. If you can spare some of your Spring healing, we'd appreciate it. Choco really clawed herself up. [ It could have been worse. A lot worse. But she has more than enough scars already. ]
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Lucifer smiles and makes such a happy little squeak at the name Toucifer again. Oh it is so cute. He loves it, of the bright red eyes he has now are any indication.
"I can definitely do that. Here," Lucifer will make sure to not actually touch but to focus his healing. He can do the scrapes and scratches. Nothing more serious still but he can at least make all the small things go away.
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"'Toucifer' is criminally adorable, you realize." Just saying.
Macaque opens a portal and roots around in it, looking for numbing cream and finding it on a store shelf. He snags it and starts unwrapping the safety packaging.
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[ Speaking of Papaque, EXCUSE YOU. Yuzuki huffs. He does not pout. He doesn't. He does, however, relax very slightly when the scratches and scrapes begin to heal. ]
If anyone is criminally adorable here, it's the two of you. [ So there. ]
[ He sneaks a glance back at Macaque. ]
... Can you take care of it for me? [ It'd be easier than tying himself in knots trying to reach ... ]
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"I think all of us are guilty of capital adorableness in the first degree. Good thing the sentence is simply continuing to be such."
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He'll avoid thinking of his daughter/son meeting the sin of lust, thank you.
"Mmhmm. I've got you. I'll be touching right... now."
Macaque uses his fingertips to put the numbing cream on the sprouting feathers. He knows what a big deal it is to be asked to touch their back, which is why he warned Yuzuki when it was coming.
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and he doesn't want to be alone, he wants to be with them, he wants to feel safe —][ He shoves his face in the nearest torn-up cushion, and the tip of his shadow's tail flicks sulkily even as it remains firmly wound around Lucifer's shadow's ankle.
… The aforementioned tail winds slightly more firmly once Macaque gets to work with the cream. Their back isn't as bad as the back of their neck, and they trust their dad. Yuzuki trusts him. It's safe. It's okay. Just … ]
[ Without lifting his head, ]
Can you — uh, more surface area? The pressure's good.
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