don't you think there must be a reason--

i. the swamplands
[ here is the thing: Leviathan isn't used to to having the wool pulled over his eyes. he isn't used to being the one that isn't in control, isn't the one that has all the cards, all the power. so when he wakes up in a muggy, warm as all fucking hell swamp in southern Florida instead of his delightful icy palace in Dis, the creature is fucking furious. this has Lucifer written all over it and that means-- well that means that there is nothing that he can do actually except fucking deal with it.
which means that, if you happen to be outside, you are going to hear a lot of exceptionally vicious growling noises coming from the swamp area, as well as some noises of destruction (sorry about the trees, Hyunki, only not really). there are also fissions of ice that crackle across the surface of the swamp, steam coming off them and they are clearly not natural.
neither is the coiled sea serpent monster thing in the swamp but you can totally overlook that, right? right.
Leviathan's temper tantrum lasts for less than an hour though, if only because he refuses to give anyone that might be watching the satisfaction of that emotional outburst. so, if you happen to have edged towards the swamp at the noise and chaos, you will be surprised to see an immaculately dressed Creature of the Abyss wandering out of the darkness and making his way to the house.
clearly this is where he was supposed to be going. or something.]
ii. swamp house
[ he is stuck here.
or you are all stuck with him, maybe that is a better way to look at it.
someone (an asshole) has decided that Leviathan needs a fucking timeout because apparently plotting and carrying out the murder of a fellow Cardinal is something like treason and honestly, why is anyone even surprised at this point? he is a demon. the demon actually. he is composed of envy and pride and at what point was rule following in either of those?
they weren't.
but still, he is Pit-born and therefore easily bound to places and forms.
and this house (or this swamp at least) seems to be where he has been bound to, and he is not able to sink into his usual monstrous form of the Creature. that latter one-- well it doesn't bother him as much as he is sure that Luci thinks it does but whatever. he isn't gonna tell her that.
in the few days that Levi has been around, he has claimed himself a familiar looking couch (Rook's, the Creature can smell him on it), and has put far too many holes in the wall thanks to a combination of opalescent daggers and his claws.]
Ya might not wanna stand there, doll face. Yer right infant of my makeshift target.
[ which is, if you should turn around to look, an ancient looking piece of papyrus that contains the original transcript of the Book of Revelations.
don't give him that look.]
iii. wildcard it
[ stumble across the lanky bastard anywhere. ask him to taste your tea. share a book with him. stab him with a fork. taunt him about something. but be aware, he will go for the throat literally. ]
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But he's also not looking too fussed. ] I always wondered. I feel a lot of things from the swamp, like I feel from the ocean, but different. They're both really old, you can tell that just from being here for a little while. But they're also old in different ways, I think. And they get angry in different ways, too.
[ One day, Ten's going to figure out how his magic sense works. As of now, it's just vague impressions. ] Now that you're here, it'll have more memories! That's how it works.
[ He grins. ] There's lots of good ones! I started making a board game, but let's see. You like knives, maybe you could carve things! You can carve lots of stuff. Wood, that'd be one. And soap! People carve soap, apparently.