"You think you're the Devil! Oh, that's precious," the gremlin man said. His own tone took on a bottomless note, the same that could be heard occasionally under Duke's voice when he was being controlled by the aether. "I've also been known by that name. And Satan, Beezlebub, 'evil incarnate'. I rather like the name the white settlers gave me when they reached this land." He spread his hands like a showman. "Croatoan."
"Fuck you," Duke hissed. He spun on his heel, still keeping low, and thrust out his bitten hand in the direction of this 'Croatoan's' voice, his other hand still pressed over his eyes. "You racist, pretentious piece of shit." And fired Jody's trouble at him, as focused and hot a beam of microwaves as he could produce, right at the man's head.
If they ended up hurting Lucifer a bit because he was in between Duke and Croatoan, and they were coming from Duke. . . . Well, hopefully Lucifer would notice and step out of the way.
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Re: Trap! Confrontation! Battle! Deeeeath!
Date: 2025-02-12 07:47 pm (UTC)"Fuck you," Duke hissed. He spun on his heel, still keeping low, and thrust out his bitten hand in the direction of this 'Croatoan's' voice, his other hand still pressed over his eyes. "You racist, pretentious piece of shit." And fired Jody's trouble at him, as focused and hot a beam of microwaves as he could produce, right at the man's head.
If they ended up hurting Lucifer a bit because he was in between Duke and Croatoan, and they were coming from Duke. . . . Well, hopefully Lucifer would notice and step out of the way.