I'm handling it. I know what I signed up for, I wanted to do it.
[ Is it easy? Not at all. In all honesty, she's not really sure how long this deal is meant to last. For as long as she's here in Deerington? She guesses? It's... ultimately a working relationship of sorts, or that's what the books tell her. In reality, Paimon just... wants her to read to him, pet his face and help her with chores.
There's a pause at the mention of Peter being around less, and she... can understand why. She can't really explain October. Peter just... seemed to check out and the demon came forward. It was a little lonely at times. But... she does know more about that generally. But... first things first: ]
... When I learned what Paimon was, I started researching him. Just so I could find out— something, anything I could to help. [ Because she loves Peter, because she only wanted to help him. ] But when Peter got worse, in July... I knew I had to do something before Paimon took over completely.
[ What was happening in Deerington could have been enough for Paimon to push Peter away. As the month went on, Peter faded and Paimon was almost in constant control — more than Luna had ever seen. She... doesn't like to think what would have happened if she hadn't acted. She doesn't want to lose Peter. ]
So I did a... summoning, of sorts. I called him out. I know he likes me so— [ Paimon's reached out to her before; drawn to her magic, her kindness towards him. He'd stated to her he wouldn't harm her, that he wanted to protect her. And that much is true so far. He's never harmed her. ] Beings like Paimon require someone to keep them in line, they should never be left to their own devices. They get too powerful. They have to be kept in place.
I offered to be his 'summoner', his 'magician' — in exchange for him to cease trying to force Peter out. That I got to... keep him.
Handling it. [ Can she hear how dubious he sounds? It's not in testament to her ability to research and do the spells. It's how those things can hide twists and turns inside of them and subvert even the best magicians without warning. Something he knows from personal experience. ] Luna---
[ Any real argument dies on his tongue before it has a chance to be spoken aloud. It isn't that he would've done any differently were their positions reversed. It's that there's still danger. There's a chance there could be something lurking with an ulterior motive in that helpless way Paimon comes about.
If anyone in the room knows all about stupid teenage mistakes in regards to demons: it's John Constantine. ]
It's still bloody dangerous, love. [ It finally leaves him with a tired rush of air. He's concerned, that much is clear. ] Even the strongest work done by the best magicians can go wrong. Just because you've a measure of control now doesn't mean it'll hold.
Or that Paimon will honor it forever.
[ It's difficult to say. To talk about it like this. He has to remind himself that it would've saved a lot of heartaches if there was someone to tell him this when he was young and stupid. ]
I'm not sure how it works where Peter's from but I know how this goes in my world. Just---just promise me you'll be careful? Call me if you need me? If---
I know. [ In all honesty, it terrifies her sometimes. This whole... unknown. Magic she's not familiar with, beings she doesn't know about — that she's had to learn about. A strange weight she's chosen to carry, with no real idea of how to carry it. She doesn't take any of this flippantly. ] I don't take any of this lightly, knowing I have to take a demon at his word — but I.. I had to. He understands I would deal with him accordingly if he ever go back on it, but I... don't think he will.
[ The first thing she'd told him: she'd use her magic against him. She'd made that clear enough. And it's an unhappy thought, but she's not naïve to what could happen. But Paimon's.. attached to her, in more ways than one. He holds her in high regard.
But of course, she'll call John. Keep him in the loop, if something goes wrong. This might not be his magic either, but it's maybe closer to what Paimon's used to — and Luna does understand the importance of that. She nods; she will, she'll call. ]
... There's also something that Paimon told me. [ She looks down, fidgeting with her hands for a moment, brow furrowing. ] A warning. About Peter.
He told me at some point... Peter might not wake up. Wherever he goes inside of himself when Paimon takes control, he'll just... stay there. Never come back. Forever Sleep.
[ Those were the words Paimon had used: My vessel's mind may sleep, some day. ....Forever sleep. I may be unable to.... stop it. From sleeping. She doesn't know when it'll happen, how long Peter might still have. She might have stopped Paimon from actively trying to get rid of Peter's soul, but the fact is Peter might have been doomed from the very start. And she made the deal, anyway. ]
Paimon might not be able to stop it from happening. [ Spoken quietly, sombre. It aches awfully, knowing that. She loves Peter very much, and while it might have been enough to keep him here for now — it's not enough to keep him for good. ] I... bought Peter time, if anything. I don't know how long.
[ There’s no use pushing for anymore. This isn’t Liv. She isn’t Zed. Maybe that’s why it smarts so much. At least those two had a measure of coming to him first. Before things got this far. Sure, there were things he didn’t know out of the gate but there always comes a time like this when dealing with these sorts of things.
It always comes out in the open, wanted or not. Even if Peter had never told him, signs would’ve eventually pointed that way. Maybe they already started and he just wasn’t---] I didn’t mean to imply that you do. But as childlike as Paimon is he is still a demon. A Demon King, at that.
[ If there is any way to subvert things, the creatures he knows them to be will take any advantage, no matter how small.
Luna starts in on the warning then and his head drops, mouth pursing as he nods. This---it’s what he was afraid of happening himself. He was aware the clock was already ticking down way before Peter ever came looking for him in this town and who knows if it slowed or sped up with his being here. ]
His consciousness is being pushed down when Paimon takes control. It doesn’t have to actively try to force Peter out eventually, he’ll just have control on his own. It happens like that in my world. Usually, the soul of the possessed is delivered---elsewhere when the demon finally takes over.
I might not know my demons, but I do understand the gravity of that. [ Because this still isn't her area of magic. She knows that. And she knows as broken as Paimon is, he's something incredibly powerful. A King of Hell. It's a heavy weight, one she's learning to hold. ]
I remember reading that demons like Paimon shouldn't be without someone like me. They have too much power otherwise. So they remember their place, sort of speak. [ The proverbial muzzle of sorts, maybe. Paimon serves, but of course there's still a level of respect that he needs to be given. But if Luna bonding with him means he can be kept in line, not wreck havoc? It's still worth it. Deerington is difficult enough without a demon king running riot without anyone holding the reigns.
Luna swallows thickly, her gaze lowering. It was a bitter pill to swallow. She thought maybe making the bond with the demon would save Peter, keep him present in some sort of strange co-existence. But the fact one day he'll still disappear hurts her heart in ways she didn't know she could feel. There's a soft sigh and she grows sombre. ]
I don't either. I mean, there's not exactly usual afterlives out there when we're here, is there? [ Considering that's what he's referring to with 'elsewhere'. Heaven and Hell. What would it be in Deerington? The Death Realm, that soft grey place of endless fields? Is that where Peter would go. ] Is there anything else we could do, to maybe keep Peter here? Other than the obvious, I mean.
[ She doesn't even know if Paimon can be cast out. ]
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[ Is it easy? Not at all. In all honesty, she's not really sure how long this deal is meant to last. For as long as she's here in Deerington? She guesses? It's... ultimately a working relationship of sorts, or that's what the books tell her. In reality, Paimon just... wants her to read to him, pet his face and help her with chores.
There's a pause at the mention of Peter being around less, and she... can understand why. She can't really explain October. Peter just... seemed to check out and the demon came forward. It was a little lonely at times. But... she does know more about that generally. But... first things first: ]
... When I learned what Paimon was, I started researching him. Just so I could find out— something, anything I could to help. [ Because she loves Peter, because she only wanted to help him. ] But when Peter got worse, in July... I knew I had to do something before Paimon took over completely.
[ What was happening in Deerington could have been enough for Paimon to push Peter away. As the month went on, Peter faded and Paimon was almost in constant control — more than Luna had ever seen. She... doesn't like to think what would have happened if she hadn't acted. She doesn't want to lose Peter. ]
So I did a... summoning, of sorts. I called him out. I know he likes me so— [ Paimon's reached out to her before; drawn to her magic, her kindness towards him. He'd stated to her he wouldn't harm her, that he wanted to protect her. And that much is true so far. He's never harmed her. ] Beings like Paimon require someone to keep them in line, they should never be left to their own devices. They get too powerful. They have to be kept in place.
I offered to be his 'summoner', his 'magician' — in exchange for him to cease trying to force Peter out. That I got to... keep him.
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[ Any real argument dies on his tongue before it has a chance to be spoken aloud. It isn't that he would've done any differently were their positions reversed. It's that there's still danger. There's a chance there could be something lurking with an ulterior motive in that helpless way Paimon comes about.
If anyone in the room knows all about stupid teenage mistakes in regards to demons: it's John Constantine. ]
It's still bloody dangerous, love. [ It finally leaves him with a tired rush of air. He's concerned, that much is clear. ] Even the strongest work done by the best magicians can go wrong. Just because you've a measure of control now doesn't mean it'll hold.
Or that Paimon will honor it forever.
[ It's difficult to say. To talk about it like this. He has to remind himself that it would've saved a lot of heartaches if there was someone to tell him this when he was young and stupid. ]
I'm not sure how it works where Peter's from but I know how this goes in my world. Just---just promise me you'll be careful? Call me if you need me? If---
[ If it goes wrong. ]
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[ The first thing she'd told him: she'd use her magic against him. She'd made that clear enough. And it's an unhappy thought, but she's not naïve to what could happen. But Paimon's.. attached to her, in more ways than one. He holds her in high regard.
But of course, she'll call John. Keep him in the loop, if something goes wrong. This might not be his magic either, but it's maybe closer to what Paimon's used to — and Luna does understand the importance of that. She nods; she will, she'll call. ]
... There's also something that Paimon told me. [ She looks down, fidgeting with her hands for a moment, brow furrowing. ] A warning. About Peter.
He told me at some point... Peter might not wake up. Wherever he goes inside of himself when Paimon takes control, he'll just... stay there. Never come back. Forever Sleep.
[ Those were the words Paimon had used: My vessel's mind may sleep, some day. ....Forever sleep. I may be unable to.... stop it. From sleeping. She doesn't know when it'll happen, how long Peter might still have. She might have stopped Paimon from actively trying to get rid of Peter's soul, but the fact is Peter might have been doomed from the very start. And she made the deal, anyway. ]
Paimon might not be able to stop it from happening. [ Spoken quietly, sombre. It aches awfully, knowing that. She loves Peter very much, and while it might have been enough to keep him here for now — it's not enough to keep him for good. ] I... bought Peter time, if anything. I don't know how long.
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It always comes out in the open, wanted or not. Even if Peter had never told him, signs would’ve eventually pointed that way. Maybe they already started and he just wasn’t---] I didn’t mean to imply that you do. But as childlike as Paimon is he is still a demon. A Demon King, at that.
[ If there is any way to subvert things, the creatures he knows them to be will take any advantage, no matter how small.
Luna starts in on the warning then and his head drops, mouth pursing as he nods. This---it’s what he was afraid of happening himself. He was aware the clock was already ticking down way before Peter ever came looking for him in this town and who knows if it slowed or sped up with his being here. ]
His consciousness is being pushed down when Paimon takes control. It doesn’t have to actively try to force Peter out eventually, he’ll just have control on his own. It happens like that in my world. Usually, the soul of the possessed is delivered---elsewhere when the demon finally takes over.
I’m not quite sure what that means for him here.
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I remember reading that demons like Paimon shouldn't be without someone like me. They have too much power otherwise. So they remember their place, sort of speak. [ The proverbial muzzle of sorts, maybe. Paimon serves, but of course there's still a level of respect that he needs to be given. But if Luna bonding with him means he can be kept in line, not wreck havoc? It's still worth it. Deerington is difficult enough without a demon king running riot without anyone holding the reigns.
Luna swallows thickly, her gaze lowering. It was a bitter pill to swallow. She thought maybe making the bond with the demon would save Peter, keep him present in some sort of strange co-existence. But the fact one day he'll still disappear hurts her heart in ways she didn't know she could feel. There's a soft sigh and she grows sombre. ]
I don't either. I mean, there's not exactly usual afterlives out there when we're here, is there? [ Considering that's what he's referring to with 'elsewhere'. Heaven and Hell. What would it be in Deerington? The Death Realm, that soft grey place of endless fields? Is that where Peter would go. ] Is there anything else we could do, to maybe keep Peter here? Other than the obvious, I mean.
[ She doesn't even know if Paimon can be cast out. ]