For your enjoyment, a little something from my current work in progress. I hope you enjoy it.
“You know it’s not the best thing that you are here right now. This may be Hell, but in this part of it, the temperatures will descend down to well below freezing,” she advised him. “While I can tolerate any extremes with ease, a mortal such as yourself would not survive it. You should consider getting yourself back to wherever it is that Lucifer is putting you up. So hop to it, Hector Rhoades.”
“That’s the problem,” Hector said. “I had a medical emergency from which I’m only recently recovered, and I’ve overdone things and now I don’t think I can make it back to the—I guess you would call it the city—before things get bad.”
Lilith made an unhappy face.
“Then you’ve put me in a very uncomfortable place, Hector,” she told him. “And I’m not happy about that in the least.”
“What did I do?”
“You’ve put me in a position where I’m going to have to take you back, and I’ve done my best to avoid Lucifer for many thousands of years.”
“If it’s a problem, then don’t,” he told her, already feeling the temperatures beginning to drop. “I’ll do what I can to get back. I’ll be fine. I don’t want to cause you trouble with Luci.”
“Luci. You’re on those sorts of intimate terms with her?”
Hector’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
“Intimate? No, not in that way,” he protested. “We’re simply good friends. Don’t worry about me. I’ll try to get back on my own.”
“You’re full of shit, Hector,” Lilith said as she watched his teeth begin to chatter. She scowled. “You’re not going to like it, but I suppose that’s the price you’ll have to pay.”
“What do you mean?”
“As I said a little bit ago, I have many forms,” she replied. “There is one form in particular that seems best in this situation.”