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((snowglowingwhite, aka, my other account.)) LOOK AT THE ONE SHE MADE FOR ROMAN, THOUGH:

Sexy motherfucker.

Merry Christmas xo

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It's Showtime↵Samhain & Lucifer ft. Katherine + Roman

"Yeah, leaving is a good idea," Katherine says, climbing to her feet. Her legs are a bit shaky—she hasn’t slept all that much lately, and because of that her energy is severely depleted. Oh, yeah, it’s been about a week for her since the events in Ringer’s Creek. She’s still unsure whether to reveal that to Lucifer or not—but she manages to keep standing all the same. "And you’ll leave Roman alone, alright? I owe him, and he can’t die before I pay that back… after that, feel free to smite his ass." She gives him a snarky smile, and the demon glares at her, but also kind of smiles. They’ve been through a lot in the last few hours, and because of that they kind of have a… well not a friendship, but a mutual understanding, of sorts.

Roman steps forward now, in an attempt to draw the attention back to him. Might as well live it up while he can, in these last fleeting moments. "I think it's time that I take my leave. Nice saving the world with you all, hope to do it again sometime soon... or not, actually. See you later." He does a kind of lame solute, and then vanishes from the rooftop...

It's Showtime↵Samhain & Lucifer ft. Katherine + Roman

A sigh of relief escaped Lucifer’s lips and he let his body fall to the ground on his back. Putting a hand up to his forehead, he let out another sigh, but soon his breath hitched. “Sam!" He quickly sat up and crawled over to the younger Winchester. He wasn’t awake, but he was still alive, already looking a bit better than when he saw Roman put him down.

Hands cupped the other’s face in a gentle, pleading way. “You can wake up now, Sammy,” he whispered tenderly, kissing his forehead and not caring that there were two others there. He ran a finger across the Winchester’s jawline as he felt tears of happiness and relief appear in the corners of his eyes. The archangel then cradled the man’s head in his lap as he looked up at Katherine, then Roman, then back to Katherine.

"All right—so, now that all this shock is over, would you guys mind telling me what the fuck just happened, please?!”

"We kicked ass, that's what we did," Roman says as he backs away from the ledge. Also, the whole Lucifer and Sam Winchester romance thing is kind of making his stomach queasy--but because of the circumstances, he holds back his revulsion. It's not the gay thing, it's the romance thing. Lovey dovey-ness makes him uncomfortable. It's then that the demon notices Katherine rolling her eyes at his response. "Ugh, fine." He walks closer to the pair of them, his attention on Lucifer though, since Katherine already knows the story, and it doesn't look like she's about to tell it. "You know how Samhain said his death wouldn't be linked to the apocalypse? Yeah, he wasn't lying. He used something else to bind his spell together... so Kat and I here asked ourselves, 'what could he have possible used to bind the spell?' Since all spells need a sort of anchor like that. Even hex bags have their ingredients to bind them. So we put our minds together, tracked it down, and brought it to you. In that bag. Which you burned. Ending the apocalypse. Viola." Not the best recount, but he's tired of talking. He hopes by leaving some things super vague, it'll force Katherine into filling the pieces in. He's lazy, sue him.

It's Showtime↵Samhain & Lucifer ft. Katherine + Roman

Katherine watches, with her arms crossed, as Lucifer’s angelic light—which is much more feeble than usual, she notes, in a smug way since she’s still kind of mad at him from before—utterly and completely destroys the plastic bag and it’s contents. It only takes a few seconds before there’s nothing left of it other than a small pile and ash, and even then Lucifer’s light destroys that completely too, until literally every molecule of the bag is incinerated, leaving no trace of it’s existence at all.

And then, it’s all over. A wave of energy shoots out from the area where the bag was. It’s so strong that it nearly knocks her over—but all she can do is smile, because she knows what it means: The magic binding the zombies has been broken, and Samhain’s apocalypse has officially come to a close. Katherine also notes that Lucifer’s complexion is already starting to look better…

Once the bag is gone, Roman jumps to his feet and walks over to the side of the rooftop. He's just in time to see all of the zombies down in the street disintegrate into dust, just like the bag did. "Holy fuck, we actually did it..." He whispers.

It's Showtime↵Samhain & Lucifer ft. Katherine + Roman

Eyes lazily glanced up at Roman as the archangel could feel most of his energy leaving him. “What the fuck…?” he said in merely a whisper when the vomiting subsided for a little bit. “I…” He then looked down to see what Roman put down: one thing he had no idea, but the second—oh, the second! He was so relieved to see Sam, even if he was not in good shape at the moment. “S-Sam,” he choked out and reached his hand for the Winchester, but he was a bit too far off from him.

"I—" he tried to say more, but he then started vomiting again. He could leave Nick—it would probably be the most ideal—but he refused to. He wasn’t going to go back on his word that he would help him forget and cope and bring justice to him.

Roman leans down beside Lucifer now, running his hand through the angel's hair. (Which is honestly kind of gross since it's matted with sweat, but now is not the time to be picky.) "Okay, listen, I know you're like all sick and shit, but Samhain wasn't lying when he said his death wouldn't stop the apocalypse." The demon takes a deep breath, trying to explain this fast. "Look point is, we need you to smite that black bag over there into oblivion using whatever angel power you muster okay? Otherwise we're fucked. We promise to explain more once you're done dying, right Kat?"

Beautiful Nightmare _ Roman & Samhain

“Stop,” Samhain says, and the other demon freezes in his tracks. This is not by choice, the older demon is once again holding him in place using his powers. “I do believe it’s time you and I had a little chat, don’t you think?”

Samhain takes a few steps closer to the younger demon, who’s face is frozen in a look of abject fear and worry, most likely over his own life. “Do not fear me, I do not wish to kill you…”

"Yeah, you say that now, but we're demons; We change our minds so frequently... I don't think we need to have a chat at all. I think I've gotten the overall point here... how about you let me go, yeah?" He tries flashing the older demon one of his charming smiles, despite knowing full well that it won't help his case any. "Come on, I'm just a lowly demon... surely you've got bigger fish to fry?" If sending blows toward his own pride is the only way he's going to get out of here, then so be it.

It's Showtime↵Samhain & Lucifer ft. Katherine + Roman

One moment Samhain was spreading the virus throughout his body, and the next there was a bright light and a dead corpse lying in front of him. Lucifer would have relished in the fact that it was Samhain’s as soon as he saw that gaping, disgusting face on the ground but he couldn’t since he was, well, still convulsing and throwing up tar from the depths of his body.

"Th-aa-nk—" Lucifer started to speak but his body let out a huge amount of tar the size of a fist. "St-i-ill—" he threw up again, "—dying." He then suddenly snapped his eyes up to Katherine, blue hues silently pleading her. "Sam! Save him,"  he gasped as he had a few seconds of freedom from the tar. The virus was now overtaking the left side of his face, slowly creeping up to one of the eyes. "Side of roof. Now g—" And then the throwing up interrupted him again, this time his body collapsing to its side, not able to support the weight anymore.

Great, I am a complete mess and can’t do anything. And this hurts really bad. How the fuck am I going to get out of this?!

"And this where I come in," Roman says as he appears on the roof between Katherine and Lucifer, but a few feet to the side, so they're all in a sort of messed up triangle. The demon immediately drops two things onto the ground: The first being a black plastic bag, tied up at the end with yellow tape. And the second, is Sam Winchester, who is clearly worse for wear but still very much alive. His eyes are closed, but he's breathing, and that's all that matters for the moment.

About The Mun!

Beautiful Nightmare _ Roman & Samhain

Samhain continues to watch the zombie woman until she vanishes beyond the mouth of the alley. He watches her with great pride and joy. Yes, it’s all starting now. Soon this town will become full of his creatures, and he will enact the greatest come back since Cher to music. The demon has big plans, and Ringer’s Creek is ground zero for them.

Only now does he turn to face the other demon—who does look vaguely familiar. Maybe they crossed paths in Hell before? He can’t recall right now. “I do apologize for the rough treatment, but I couldn’t have you getting in the way any more than you did.” He snaps his fingers, and the invisible force field keeping him pinned to the wall vanishes. He falls to the ground, rather hard.

The landing is rough and not-at-all pleasant, but at least he's not pinned to that damn fence anymore. "It's fine, really," he replies sarcastically. Just because Samhain is like a million times more powerful than Roman doesn't mean he's going to act scared... even though he is... just a bit. I've had coffee with Lucifer before and survived to talk about it casually today, so surely I'll get through this too. "But now, if you don't mind, I really should be going..." Fast. He doesn't want to be here any longer the necessary, not with the demon who helped torture Roman when he was just a human soul in hell. "Good luck with the whole zombie thing!" He says with a snap of his fingers, before turning to flee...

The Angel Made A Monster _ Lucifer and Roman

Not liking the way Roman was talking about Katherine, Lucifer put down the fork with a glare. He crossed his arms on the table, leaning forward and keeping his eyes narrowed at the demon. He then spoke: “Involves her? How does it involve her?

"What, are you going to try warning me about Katherine? How she is deceitful and will kill me at the first opportunity she finds? Right, if that’s what you have to say to me, I suggest you just walk away right now, because I don’t have any desire to hear that kind of stuff, especially from someone of the likes of you," the archangel replied, giving Roman a suspicious, long look.

"While she is all of those things, no, that's not what I'm here to talk to you about." The demon leans forward, smiling casually at Lucifer, despite the clear tension between them. He has cards to play, but he's not willing to show everything in his hand just yet. "She came to see me because she wanted to know all of what I saw when I was in that head of hers. Things specifically related to that child of yours. Actually--how did that story end, anyway? Did she ever let big ol' Papa Satan hold it? Feel free not to answer, I'm just curious. It's like the plot of a really bad soap on daytime TV." He sits back in his chair. If he had the room to kick his feet up on the table, he'd do it. But he doesn't, so he can't. "She wanted to make sure some certain information never got sent your way. Went to a lot of trouble to find out what I knew."

The Angel Made A Monster _ Lucifer and Roman

"I’m just testing the waters first." Roman replies nonchalantly, as if the hostility in radiating off the angel can’t be cut with a knife.

He sends his gaze around the room, taking in each face and every fixture. Why? Because, who knows, this entire encounter might go south very soon and this dreary little cafe could be the last place he ever sees in this life. He might as well enjoy it while it lasts. Lucifer doesn’t exactly have a reputation for letting demons who cross his path survive.

"So, give me a reason as to why I shouldn’t just end you now? You don’t seem to know as much as you’re letting on, darling," Lucifer replied, already getting annoyed by the fact that Roman was trying to string him along like a puppet. 

Giving the other some time to reply, the archangel moved his eyes back to his cheesecake as he took another forkful and put it in his mouth. Looking back up at Roman, Lucifer kept the fork in his mouth as he watched him carefully. What is it that he wants?

"A reason, huh?" Roman sits there in silence for a moment, as if thinking up something that he can say, when in reality he's had this next sentence playing in his mind for days now. "Your friend came to see me, not long ago. Katherine, right? You know, the one I possessed. Her name is so... delicious..." Quickly, he shakes his head, trying not to let his lustful nature get in the way of what he's come here to do. "Anyway, she paid me a visit not long ago. Quite the firecracker, that one. She had some questions for me. The whole experience was very... enlightening, to say the least. I think you should probably hear me out--especially since what I have to say involves her--but if you want to smite me right here and now, I guess I can't stop you."

Beautiful Nightmare _ Roman & Samhain

For the first time that night, when Samhain looks up at Roman, his eyes are clearly visible. His unnaturally pure white eyes—the only color in them being the tiny black pupil in the center—roam over the other demon’s face. Not his human face, either, but his demonic one, the one that lays just beyond the fleshy exterior. “I recognize you,” he eventually says, his voice quiet and unaffected by Roman’s earlier recognition. “Although I do not know where from.”

At that moment, in response to the voices, the newly-created zombie woman makes a groaning sound. Any interest in Roman dies quickly. Samhain then closes his eyes and listens to the zombie’s noises, as if they’re the sound of a great symphony. And to him, they are. He takes great pride in his work, and this zombie, the first he’s created in such a long time… it’s the most beautiful creation to date. “Isn’t she beautiful?” He asks, but more to himself than the other demon. Any other opinion does not matter, for only he can see the true beauty of the undead creature before him. The zombie lurches forward now, moving right past Samhain and straight toward Roman. Ah, yes, Samhain’s host body was already dead when he possessed it, but Roman’s is clearly very much still alive… and a live body is much more attractive to a zombie than a dead one. However, before she can reach the other demon—who’s now struggling against the magic keeping him pinned to the fence, clearly in an attempt to escape the zombie’s oncoming slaughter—Samhain raises his hand, and the zombie freezes mid-step. “Not him,” he whispers. “Out there,” he jerks his head toward the mouth of the alley, where he can hear the sounds of innocent people moving around, unaware of what this night will soon become. Without hesitating, the zombie woman changes direction, and heads the way Samhain directed her in. This brings a small smile to his lips.

Hearing the older demon say that he recognizes him causes fear to cut straight through Roman's body. Back when he was just a regular human soul burning away in Hell, Samhain had been one of the beings to torture him endlessly. The Origin of Halloween had played a big part in twisting his soul into a demon, and now, having him right in front of him again brings all of those memories back. He feels the fear he felt then, cutting through him like a knife. He wants nothing more than to flee his host body and get as far away as possible. But he can't. The magic that's keeping him pinned to this fence is also keeping him crammed into his meat suit. It's not pleasant. When the zombie girl comes toward him, Roman struggles against his magical bonds once again, trying to break free, but it's all to no avail. He's as good as stuck for however long Samhain wishes. Luckily for him, though, the other demon orders the zombie girl to leave him alone. His first instinct is to sigh in relief, but he can't. He's not out of the woods yet. Not by a long shot.