Seasons - Lucifer's Voicemail

[dadbeatdad]

Why hello there. You've reached Lucifer Morningstar. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message after the tone and I might get back to you. Make it good~ Byyyyyyye~

Comments

[bluediligence]

[ Unlike Korone, who tends to be easily embarrassed by compliments and shy of chirping around others, Koronai reacts with a beaming, albeit still woozy, smile and an adorable burbly chirruping sound. Why yes, they are wonderful, thank you for noticing! ]

[ They slowly, clumsily wiggle and flex their fingers, hands, wrists and elbows and shoulders, toes and ankles and wings. There's so much to having a body, gosh. It possibly says something that they haven't even tried to fix their glasses yet, and their words drip more than flow. ]

We're — hm, limbs … corporeality oopsie … Koronai's okay. Wants scooping and squishing flat? Pancake? Compressed into a zip file? Please. [ Their shadow reaches for Macaque, making the quintessential 'child wants uppies' gesture. Leaping will commence when they feel less like so much wet cement. ]

[dadbeatdad]

"Oh! Hello there, Koronai-chan. It is wonderful to meet you face to face," Lucifer smiles wide and watches the adorable motion for uppies and the way she speaks. Running the heart games is quite the feat and Lucifer makes a note to not underestimate this side. To do that must take exceptional skill and talent.

"I do love pancakes, personally. Though feeling like one has to be odd. I hope it is at least a warm pancake."

[castaside]

"It's all right, Tiánxīn. Take your time. We're not going anywhere." Lucifer probably notes that Macaque has a different nickname for Koronai altogether. A gift he gave them.

He reaches over and gathers Koronai into his arms and squeezes them good and hard. "I'm sure Lucifer could help with the squish if you want." Maybe compression from both sides will help. Like a weighted blanket of people who love them.

[bluediligence]

[ The moment they're in Macaque's arms they heave the most satisfied little sigh, somehow reminiscent of a pillow being squished. ]

Luci-oji is won'e'ful an' so's meeting. [ Tucking in under Macaque's chin —

Oh? Oh??

More squish for Koronai?

More squish and cuddles with Lucifer?

They tilt their head to peek at the aforementioned, their eyes turning Big and Roumd. ]

[ Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp chirp! It's a blend of all three 'languages' — avian, turtle, and monkey — so Macaque may need to translate. The gist is 'enthusiastic yes get in here join the squish pile pancake stack' ]