[Disturbance. Emotional upset. Raphael can sense it, though she doesn't care to look any closer.]
Yes. Lucifer is my brother. He was once the most beautiful of us.
[Raphael's shoulders shifted infinitesimally, her wings rustling on a plane just under the physical, the poison in her veins and staining her wings like gangrene all the sharper for it.]
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Yes. Lucifer is my brother. He was once the most beautiful of us.
[Raphael's shoulders shifted infinitesimally, her wings rustling on a plane just under the physical, the poison in her veins and staining her wings like gangrene all the sharper for it.]