voice;

[angelfire]

[ The feed is audio, because Lucifer is accessing the network mentally. He's been quiet since imPorts returned home, biding his time, but since it's become clear that he's not getting out of this cell any time soon, it's time to make a noise...and moreover, appeal to those whose testimony might keep him here. Assault, indeed. But he's not going to talk to the network about how RISE is trying to press charges of GBH, because that wouldn't put him in a position of any sympathy. Instead: ]

We're at war, apparently. So you would assume that any Russians I killed in the process of escaping would be a good thing. Yes?  Now, I do realize, that you think that you're better than killing, that you must, by right of having civilization, rise above it. It's not cute. An eye for an eye, friends, that's the only way to proceed, otherwise how will you impress upon your enemy that you're not to be trifled with? That's divine justice right there.

And yet, considering how many were killed, and not even by my hand, I seem to be the only one paying a price. [ A pause. ] What price, you ask? Well, I am being detained, by your police force - our police force - RISE. For what? Doing my part, that's all. You can't possibly tell me they didn't deserve it. The conditions we were kept in, the starvation, the filth and cold, the suffering children?

But am I here because I'm paying a fair price for what I did, or because I am being judged for my former self's actions? Because of my name and legacy? Yes, I am Lucifer, but I've been a - kidnapping by overseas hostiles notwithstanding - relatively benign creature since my arrival here, considering what I could have done. Might have done. May well do, if I'm not released soon. Certainly my actions in the past don't justify this kind of unbalanced, unfair prejudgement. But you've seen, haven't you, what happens when I'm confined for a great period of time. [ It's delicate, but that was definitely a threat. ]

This is my formal petition for release. I think considering what I went through alongside all of you, continuing to confine me like this can only be seen as cruel beyond thought. No, it isn't a Russian prison, but for me, it may as well be. Consider how you felt, when freedom was granted to you--now imagine that it was all, so very quickly, snatched away.

Free me. I promise not to kill any more Russians.

Ah...and Gogo, Miles? We really should talk.


[ ooc: Visits are good! Lucifer will be nullified if this is the case. Just put action in your header~ ]

Comments

Voice

[knifecollecting]

They should have left you with the Russians.

Voice

[angelfire]

That's adorable, Jo. I mean, the naivete of it if nothing else.

Voice

[knifecollecting]

It's not naive. [She won't let him get away with that.]

No one missed you over here.

voice;

[textualhealing]

They locked you up already? Wow, that was quick. [Not in the slightest bit surprised, even if he's not entirely aware of what went down.]

On what grounds?

voice;

[angelfire]

Arrested, not charged.

[ Do you see the difference, Jeff. Yes, you do. Look at him trying to convince his victims not to press charges. ]

I might have...gotten a little carried away.

voice;

[textualhealing]

You? Getting a little carried away? Shocker. Do tell. Although be aware what you say in public can and will be used against you.

Video

[dendarii]

[ Milesis using video as he always does, though he hardly minds voice. The sword cut Lucifer gave him is still visible, a pink healed scar bisecting his face. Quite dryly, but not accusatory: ]

I don't know, they could have quite a case for assault, all things considered. That was wildly unpleasant.

[ He's pretty chipper about the whole thing though. Miles rarely lets a little torture get in the way of an interesting conversation. ]

Voice;

[angelfire]

Hello, Miles. [ He appreciates that, the little touch of the scar--it's wonderful. He smiles, even though Miles can't see it. ]

Wouldn't you agree, though, that you knew what you were letting yourself in for, when you tried to slow me down?

Video

[rathercommon]

[ oh Miles. Kitty cuts in with a smile, leaving the connection pointedly open so that Lucifer can see. ]

Remember, if he asks to see you, take me or someone else who can nullify, yeah?

video;

[brushoff]

'A relatively benign creature' he says, conveniently ignoring the fact that he tried to start the Apocalypse last summer.

voice forever;

[angelfire]

I did say relatively, and quite besides which that's how I'm meant to be announced to this world. It's the rules.

If I'd wanted to end the world it would be ended.

Voice

[bindsthedead]

You are not being held for killing Russians. You assaulted two of your fellow imPorts, and that's why you're being held.

Voice

[angelfire]

So you say. They'd have to press charges, though, wouldn't they? Are you sure you aren't just making a spectacle of me?

voice

[dreamshades]

And here you said you wouldn't be taking my spotlight, Lucifer. I'm almost hurt.

[ But, no he's not really. ]

voice

[angelfire]

Another corner of the stage, perhaps, but I have no intention of being the only one cast in light. It's unflattering, for one thing.

text

[failureisntachoice]

Call yourself whatever you want, but you didn't just assault the enemy.

text

[angelfire]

He was invited to release me peaceably.

[ video ]

[enucleation]

"Benign" is very questionable.

I doubt you actually expect any sympathy out of this. [ even the people that don't know everything Lucifer did will be wary of him just because of the name he holds. ]

and voice forever;

[angelfire]

Benign is accurate. More people have died putting their underwear on in the last year than I've actively engaged with. I'd say that, in the grand scheme of things, Y-fronts would be considered benign, too.

But no, very little. You can't expect people to break their patterns so easily.

[action] continuing from the thread up above

[rathercommon]

[ Kitty comes back not four minutes after Miles stormed out. She carries herself proudly and well: shoulders squared, back straight, chin lifted elegantly, expression haughty and rather queenly. Not too bad for someone born with the pedigree of a patch of dirt. Inside, of course, she's completely terrified, because she's scared for herself and scared for Miles, but by God she carries herself well. ]

Hullo, Lucifer.

[ She sits down, crossing her legs crisply and settling her interlaced hands into her lap. ]

So, I've got a proposal for you.

[action]

[angelfire]

[ Since Miles left, Lucifer has quickly given up his suggestion of being hurt beyond reason by the attack. His chest is still bloodied, but that, of course, suits his purposes, and around the seal that he'd painted on the table to demonstrate, he's been busily inscribing runes in fresh blood, testing whether or not any of his magic still remains despite the nullifier. He's tested them before, of course, but in his cell rather than here, and perhaps the field is different elsewhere in the building...

Yet when Kitty enters, he seems to take very little notice. Seems to. His hands keep moving, together, across the table top, and he hums a few notes of "Locked Out of Heaven" idly. Don't judge.

But he does ever so slightly jerk his eyes toward her at the word "proposal", before paying attention to the table again. ]

Yes, I imagine you do, [ he told her. ] I'm listening.

Voice

[maglevflash]

[He had been almost kind, considering what they had been fighting about, and that's the only reason she's answering his request.]

If that's your attempt at an appeal then I don't think I have anything worth saying to you.

Voice

[angelfire]

I think you owe it to me to at least hear me out, Gogo, before you decide to press charges.

[ A pause, and then, extraordinarily: ] Please?

voice

[enustari]

How many did you kill? I admit, I left early.

[Blah blah, unfair imprisonment, blah. Talk murder to her.]

voice

[angelfire]

Ten. It was entirely justified. And pretty.

You should have stayed, at least then I could have shared the arena with someone less squeamish.