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[abelspirit]

"You've reached Abel! ... While I'm not here! Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I'm able!"

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[dick_master]

[ Adam made the very wise decision not to go back to Lute's place after his fight with Lucifer, for the sole reason he didn't want anymore fighting. Not tonight. Not now. Maybe that was mostly chalked up to the fact he was currently (and for the foreseeable future) suffering with all of the Fallen Angel's emotions as well as his own... And let me tell you, Lucifer has some issues... ]

I know... Just didn't want to burden you... I should just claim a place of my own-- Yea, I'll do that in the morning...

[ Was that the way he felt or something Lucifer would have felt? God it was all blending into one... ]

Both? I...

[ Looking at the blood on his robes and feeling the way his eye was starting to turn into a pretty black eye where his forehead had smashed into Lucifer's - ]

I need to get this shit cleaned up...

[abelspirit]

[He'd honestly be glad to know why he chose him over Lute in this particular case. A better decision when it comes to that while fighting thing. He blinks slowly at his words, quietly moving forward to drag him into a hug, inviting out not seeming to care about the blood.]

You're not burdening me. Don't worry about it. [While his voice is soft, the words are firm. Slowly he lets him go to move aside and let him in, going to fetch him some water and put a kettle on.]

Go take a shower, there's already a robe in there, when you're done I'll have some tea ready.

[dick_master]

[ Yeah, Adam knows. Sometimes he makes the right choice. Sometimes it's because he knows he's a piece of shit, othertimes, like now, for example, it's because he knows how Lucifer feels and it's heavier than he can cope with.

Adam hugs back after a moment. He doesn't know what to say, what to do, but that hug made his racing thoughts slow long enough to understand that yea, maybe he needs to go get cleaned up. ]

Yea, sure... Shower...then tea... I can manage that... Thanks.

[ Adam sort of just drags his feet as he moves through his son's place. Standing under the water and just sobbing his eyes out, gold mixing with the water as it washes down the drain. ]

[abelspirit]

[It's a lot and Abel is not about to judge him for this sort of thing. He doesn't know what happened but he doesn't really need to know when his dad looks like this and obviously just needs some kind of comfort.

Continue to try and break the walls down, to understand why they were there to begin with, Speaker had told him. It made more sense than continually trying to knock on the wall uselessly.

But once Adam feels like coming out, Abel will be sitting in his kitchen area at the clean table, two mugs on the table. One is already steeping while the other he quietly adds water to once he hears Adam's footsteps.]