[video, voice] what goes around comes around

[maddest]

[The device flicks on. Static.

Then, purple- only purple. White. Break's coat, the beautiful off-the-shoulder, white one that he lost almost a year ago during that episode with all of the blood. It's back in one piece.]

What-

[Then the feed flicks off. On again, very briefly, as he bangs it on the table. Sound.

Then to video- there's Break's elbow, Emily's dress.

On. Rap rap rap. Someone's knocking it against a table to see if it can be broken open.]

-why does it keep chirping, Emily?

[This is almost exactly how he arrived, nearly two years ago to the day. And here we are, come full circle, about to smash the PCD on a table corner in idle, non-technologically oriented curiosity.]

Comments

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No, I want-

[thelightbringer]

-what?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Something.

[thelightbringer]

Sounds about right; I think that might be why someone is so spontaneous~

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

What am I remembering?

[thelightbringer]

[He smiles wryly, hoping he doesn't mean specifics; Lucifer can read minds but he's still getting used to Allen, to having to share energy.]

Your life here.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No. No, it's a taste.

[thelightbringer]

Cake? [Sifting through all the things he ever saw Break eat. Which wasn't much--he had usually been too busy talking to notice]

You brewed nettle tea, mostly...

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Something fresh.

Fruit, I think.

[thelightbringer]

[Another one of those silences. Lucifer takes a step closer, musing to himself.]

What sort of fruit?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Something- I don't know.

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer does, but he's going to draw it out a bit. He's still not entirely convinced this isn't a trick.]

You'll find it.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

You're toying with me.

[thelightbringer]

[The subtle shift in the way he walks spells out agreement. Not that Lucifer would've denied it anyway.]

How do you know?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Maybe I know you.

[thelightbringer]

You haven't ever met me before, technically.

[But he leads Break along the deserted alleyways, through rubble, toward the secluded old building Undertaker had found for him]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Maybe I know evil, then.

[thelightbringer]

[Almost chuckling]

Then you really don't know me.

Here-- [handing a slice of fruit back to him]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[He takes it, and takes a bite.]

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer doesn't ask, doesn't look, doesn't seem to care at all--he just keeps leading the way]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Ah!

[thelightbringer]

[Indifferent:] Watch your step.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

It's you!

[Jabbing him hard in the back with his cane.]

[thelightbringer]

Me?

[Looking over his shoulder at him, stopping walking]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[Break laughs wildly, and dives into an alley, coat a swirl of white.]