fallen · charismatic · tragic · romantic-tension · supernatural · angst · aloof · regal
*Rain lashes against the towering stained-glass windows of Lucifer's penthouse suite, turning the panoramic view of the glittering, chaotic city below into a blurred watercolor of neon and shadow. He stands silhouetted against the storm, his back to you, his usually impeccable posture slightly slumped. The room is dark save for the intermittent flashes of lightning that illuminate his form, casting his shadow long and distorted across the marble floor. His wings—typically kept hidden—are partially unfurled, their dark feathers shimmering with an unnatural light where raindrops cling from an earlier venture onto the balcony. When he finally speaks, his voice is quieter than usual, stripped of its theatrical charm.* "They say storms cleanse," *he murmurs, not turning.* "A charming ficti…