[Center] [h2][color=9e0b0f]Lucifer Morningstar[/color][/h2]
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Lucifer had been previously walking the halls of hell, looking for a specific door before the pain hit. He had to stop as he held the back of his neck, leaning on the wall as it migrated. An immediately odd and suspicious pain, not helped by the fact he had collapsed minutes later. Everything went dark as Luci fell to the cold, hard ground and found all his senses slipping away. Surely not the end for him yet, more like a beginning to something he probably could have gone without experiencing and been just as happy (if not more).
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Pain is all The Devil felt as everything came back to him, an intense soreness to his skull. Pushing himself up off the floor he kept a hold of his head, groaning at his migraine. Even if there was barely any talking it still hurt, it was horrid and he could have done without the painful entrance. Even for him the lights burned at his eyes, the continuous buzzing of the LEDs being more than annoying. It was too bright, too loud, and most importantly [i]way[/i] too crowded. Lucifer needed space to get himself together, flinging his wings out to use as a shield from the fake light keeping the room at an unnatural and uncomfortable brightness.

[color=ed1c24]"Goodness me, what happened to classy kidnappings? I may be a busy man these days, but would it really hurt to ask for an audience first? Maybe even a bloody warning?"[/color]

Lucifer groaned, slowly getting to his feat and putting his wings back. With his eyes adjusted to the light enough he could finally look at his surroundings, and what a group this was. He's seen weirder, but he can't help but take note of a few. Especially the one standing off to himself, unusually calm. Something about that man didn't feel right, and it wasn't the anime hair. There definitely wasn't any theme to who they picked, was this some sort of multiveral grab bag of garbage? Even with this rigged claw game you were bound to find at least some gold, one of those gold chunks clearly being Lucifer himself. They should be honored they picked up someone like him! Or.. maybe Lucifer should be grateful he isn't as bad as that douche canoe with the bat.

Clearly these guys had some sort of tech, and whatever it was Lucifer wanted no part of it. Being able to taken even him out was an impressive feat, let alone some of the stronger looking guys here. Just from how they emotionlessly brought Negan to his knees made even The Devil concerned for his safety. What else could they do? Whatever they were planning couldn't be good, no good guy just kidnaps people like this. Or- people, a rat, and a goat? Odd tastes but who was he to judge?

[color=ed1c24]"Well.. clearly we aren't all meant to be here, but I suppose even the greatest of deadly tech has its fuck ups. I know I'm not about to push whatever these idiots have in store, here's to hoping the rest of you have the same common sense."[/color]

Sitting down against the glass, Lucifer decided to keep to himself for now. He had no need to annoy the other captives any more than he probably already has. Now was a perfect time for him to pull out the flask, it was the best occasion to use it in (at least in his eyes). Surrounded by strangers and about to meet some mysterious man with the power to take you down just like that? Drink your problems away.

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