Take out enough of the underlings, and the leader usually comes running.
[not that he's particularly expecting that to work as intended here, but -- well, if Lucifer just nuked every cultist cell he came across, they'd run out of cannon fodder, eventually. he wouldn't even have to do much, just show his true self, like he does sometimes, and their brains would probably melt. god knows looking at Lucifer like that makes his head feel like it's going to explode]
They seem a little like a snake in search of a head, if you follow me.
[Barbas stepped into the role, but he didn't seem to enjoy it, and he wasn't the leader they actually wanted.]
If they had their way, they'd have Asmodeus, but since they can't... they'll try to force Lucifer to play by their rules or they'll find someone else to work with.
And no matter how many times they're destroyed or pushed back, they always show up again.
Usually kidnapping a few people to announce themselves.
[Aiden still thinks they must have a leader type, somewhere. someone's got to be telling them when to start kidnapping people again, right?]
[though -- and he can't help but huff out a breath of a laugh at the idea] Think they've got a daily planner, somewhere? Kidnapping Tuesday, in bright red letters, circled and underlined?
[is there a schedule? do they take votes beforehand, one cultist carrying around a homemade ballot box made from an old carboard box?]
[you'll have to forgive him, Natasha. he's getting a little slaphappy, if only because he's fucking tired and nothing serious is getting them anywhere, anyway]
Hopefully, something'll stand out to me, if I think about it long enough.
[some way to make sure Barbas stays gone, permanently, this time. some way to make sure Fitz remains a non-threat. some way to stop the Veiled Order or the maybe coming Legions. hopefully]
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[In general, hard to truly eliminate that kind of threat. Even if you could, creating a vacuum always leads to someone filling it.]
Though in the case of the cultists, that gets a bit strange.
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[not that he's particularly expecting that to work as intended here, but -- well, if Lucifer just nuked every cultist cell he came across, they'd run out of cannon fodder, eventually. he wouldn't even have to do much, just show his true self, like he does sometimes, and their brains would probably melt. god knows looking at Lucifer like that makes his head feel like it's going to explode]
[but] But strange, how?
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[Barbas stepped into the role, but he didn't seem to enjoy it, and he wasn't the leader they actually wanted.]
If they had their way, they'd have Asmodeus, but since they can't... they'll try to force Lucifer to play by their rules or they'll find someone else to work with.
And no matter how many times they're destroyed or pushed back, they always show up again.
Usually kidnapping a few people to announce themselves.
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[though -- and he can't help but huff out a breath of a laugh at the idea] Think they've got a daily planner, somewhere? Kidnapping Tuesday, in bright red letters, circled and underlined?
[is there a schedule? do they take votes beforehand, one cultist carrying around a homemade ballot box made from an old carboard box?]
[you'll have to forgive him, Natasha. he's getting a little slaphappy, if only because he's fucking tired and nothing serious is getting them anywhere, anyway]
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It's also exhausting.]
Sometimes you have to wonder if the surprising part isn't that they're as successful as they are.
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[he pauses, blowing out a breath]
[anyway]
Hopefully, something'll stand out to me, if I think about it long enough.
[some way to make sure Barbas stays gone, permanently, this time. some way to make sure Fitz remains a non-threat. some way to stop the Veiled Order or the maybe coming Legions. hopefully]