Date: 2019-09-16 01:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tryingitall
The last thing Balthazar wants to do is fight, but he's prepared for it, hair-trigger instincts awoken at the sight of a wounded angel. Luckily for everyone, perhaps, that no one's followed Lucifer. He hates to fight other angels, and he'll refuse to kill one, but he'd find some way to defend them if he had to. Even if that involved stuffing frogs into an opponent or trapping them in an alternate dimension. He fights weird. He fights dirty.

"Well, whoever did this owes us both for the cleaning bill," he murmurs, trying to make light. The door closes behind them and the locks click, and Balthazar guides him right to the sofa. "Can you stretch out here? Good lord, you're a mess, you're lucky I'm medic-trained."

Despite the light chatter, his Grace is vibrating with worry, reaching out to soothe pain. Balthazar is extremely good at easing pain, because of the Rit Zien. If you want to have half a chance to patch up a wounded angel, you have to be able to prove they're not suffering too badly to live.

He wants to ask what happened, doesn't want to know, isn't sure what happens going forward from here. He's prepared to do whatever needs to be done to heal him, though, and as soon as Lucifer is relaxed on the sofa, he gets a couple anxious kisses on the lips, before Balthazar slips into the other room to fetch blankets.
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