☬ Her jaws clamped down on him, but the elbow to her back only caused her fangs to rip out of his arm. She tackled him back, tossing him over the bar and straight into the glass coffee table in the middle of his sitting room. Panting hard, she walked towards him through all the broken glass and blood dripped down her lips. “No, don’t you dare!” She shouted. “You already explained what you did,” Pointing at him, she shook her head at him. “I can’t even find him and I find everyone! Lucifer…I swear, just “
Turning her head, her hand went into the air by it and eyes closed. “Just stay out of it,” Her voice weakened and hre resolve to hurt him anymore than she had faded. After all, they had been the oldest friends in this world aside from what little interaction she’s had with his siblings, like Amenadiel. Not wanting to hear more, she turned away from him and walked to the elevator.
✮ The feeling of her fangs ripping out of his arm had him hissing through his teeth and before he could even recover or stop her for doing anything else, he felt her gripping his clothing enough to toss him across the room.
As he went flying through the air and crashed down onto the coffee table, the feeble glass shattering under him upon impact. A groan rolled from his throat as he rolled onto his back before stumbling to his feet with a few panting breaths.
"Ziencora just let me explain…!“ He exclaimed after her as she made her way towards the elevator this time instead of leaving how she arrived. No matter how much she hurt him, he wasn’t going to do much damage back. He was the one in the wrong after all.
-> Chloe’s jaw drops for a second before she narrows her eyes at him. “Lucifer… The last time I listened to you my microwave nearly exploded,” Chloe says. She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose while shaking her head. “I don’t know what we should do… Just nothing involving tin foil.”
✮ Lucifer’s mouth opened to protest what she was saying before he sighed in defeat. “Okay, fine. How about we just order in? No microwaves needed or tin foil needed. Unless of course the place we order from wraps anything in tin foil…” He then suggested, pulling his phone out of his pocket and waving it at her to put emphasis on his suggestion while flashing her a wide grin.
Azrael, of course, didn’t notice the expression on her brother’s face. She was in her own little world and for once she liked it that way. The voices were still there, though they were slowly starting to quiet as well as she lost more and more of her angelic powers. It was disconcerting and one of the reasons she nearly constantly could be found listening to music – to fill that void so she wouldn’t be surrounded by silence.
At his question she frowned and looked up towards the ceiling, thinking. “I…am not sure?” She honestly wasn’t. “You have so much, I didn’t think you would mind…I’m sorry…”
She jumped down from the seat and brushed her hair back again before staggering to the couch with him and flopping down heavily and curled up next to him. “Only once or twice? I feel like that’s not near enough. You need to hear it more often because I know you think you don’t deserve love or what you have sometimes and if people keep telling you you do hopefully you’ll start to believe it.”
“Hurt myself? What do you mean? I’ve not done anything you wouldn’t do?” She insisted, but did settle in nonetheless because food. Azzie lifted her head to look at him, “I’m sorry…” She didn’t know why she was saying it, just that she felt the need to, and she did mean it. “Have I…disappointed you?”
✮ Lucifer dialled the number for the local Mexican place and held the phone to his ear as Azrael spoke in response to his questioning about his stash and to why she had dipped into it. Letting out a soft sigh, Lucifer shook his head when he heard her asking if he was disappointed in her. “No, Rae-Rae, I have no reason to he disappointed.” He admitted, before snapping his attention to the person that answered the phone.
Quickly ordering a few different tacos and a couple portions of cake, Lucifer plopped himself down on the couch beside Azrael. “You may have been doing things I do, but remember I have control of my self actualisation. You are just coming to terms with yours.” He explained, leaning back and turning his head to look towards her.
"Drugs in a large doses to us Angel is usual nothing, but when you don’t have control over your invulnerability, it could he dangerous.“ He explained, frowning now that he realised his past behaviours could potentially be dangerous for anyone looking up to him.
→ ꕥ | Laughing slightly with him, it finally settled on her that now being the devil’s constultant was her actual title. At least the thought occured. Laughing softly, she crossed her legs and lifted her brows as if to simply let them continue their sesson and listening in. After all, she had been the one to jump into this all of a sudden and didn’t want to take away from these souls doing what Lucifer did best now. After all, the time here was different then her 60 years without him.
Donut’s actually did arrive, all three of the souls seemed to relax with Chloe there even if it had made them nervous. It seemed all of them had the wheels turning with her added into the mix of things, almost like it woke something up in each of them.
The door closed as Bellios escorted the souls out of the room. However, Benedict turned last minute at the door looking between the two of them. He settled on Chloe lastely. “Excusez-moi Madame,” He spoke out for a moment almost nervously knowing Lucifer might back hand him for it in a way.
Chloe blinked looking towards him. Putting her hand on Lucifer’s arm, she nodded towards him. “Yes, Vincent?”
“T’e little girl, Daniel’s daughter. She is also your daughter, yes?” Vincent asked curiously.
While Chloe had some animosity towards this man, she knew where he was is well deserved. Frowning, she slowly nodded. “Yes, she is. Why do you ask?”
Vincent smiled softly and shook his head. “Na,” He waved in thanks. “No reason. Merci,” He bowed out following the others and shut the door behind him.
Chloe tilted her head a little in confusion as the man left, taking a deep breath slowly. Now that the air thinned, she realized her back was to Lucifer, but her eyes took in the view of what is, or was, Linda’s old office. “I see you kept Linda’s office as a strong front for your own therapy lessons…”
✮ Lucifer had his fair share of the doughnuts that had arrived while finishing off the session with the three souls before them. This was the happiest he had been in a long time and it showed in his behaviour and demeanour. When the session ended, Lucifer said his farewells and told them all when he planned to see them next if needed.
When Vincent stopped and spoke towards Chloe however, Lucifer’s eyebrow cocked up as he watched the interaction between them both. The interaction had him frowning, just like it had with Chloe. As soon as the door closed, leaving just the both of them, Lucifer watched Chloe as she scanned her surroundings.
"Yes, well… She is… was the greatest Therapist ever…“ He admitted forgetting almost that Linda had passed a few years prior to Chloe. "So what better way to honour her.” He admitted, gesturing around the room. As he lowered his hand, Lucifer flashed a smile towards Chloe before holding his hand out towards her.
J rolled his eyes and held onto him as they walked. When they got into the elevator he leaned against the wall.
“That’s different your… your just, I mean you had a purpose, a reason to be, dad made you the lightbringer and even now your better than they are, I’m not I’m just, just dumb little stupid Jesus.” he says stumbling out at the penthouse and throwing up in the nearest trashcan
“oh great another thing on my shoulders that I have no ability to handle” he says rolling his eyes and flopping down on the couch.
“Why is it so wrong I just want to feel like i belong”
✮ Lucifer sighed, so closed to giving up on the pep talk that he was currently giving his step-brother. He watched him as he stumbled into the penthouse and threw up into the nearest trashcan, grimacing at the sight. “Lovely. Remind me to burn that…” He commented as he made his way over with J to make sure he got onto the couch alright.
"Maybe if you stop being so doom and gloom all the time, you may find where you want to be and where you belong. Stop bloody wallowing in your self pity. It got me nowhere so I changed things. Do the same!“ Lucifer spoke in a forceful but assuring tone of voice, shaking his head slightly because he knew he words were probably falling on deaf ears.
[Wooo!!! Yus, I’m still struggling to comprehend that it’s done D=]
✮ Lucifer lifted his head from looking in his scotch glass and scanned his eyes over Faith as she sat near him at the bar. “You never have, but what exactly are you suggesting?” He asked with a grin as he lifted his glass to his lips and sipped on it’s contents.
He had known Faith for a while now, ever since the whole Sunnydale becoming a crater debacle. So they had gotten into a few schemes and parties together now and again. “Not that it takes much persuading to get me on board…” He added, chuckling.
“not tonight I’m not” he says leading him up the stairs to bed and sitting him down.
“I don’t know where she is” he says sighing a bit as he helped his brother out of his suit jacket.
“Why are you drinking so much? What’s wrong?” he asks frowning
✮ Lucifer was surprised that he actually allowed himself to be guided to bed by his sibling. This was a sight that he never thought would occur. “Nothings wrong! I’m just enjoying my last week in LA!” He exclaimed as he fell backwards onto his bed once his suit jacket was off. He had been putting off his ascension for a couple months now, which was really his reasoning behind allowing himself to be this sloshed.
→ Her eyes squinted at him. Definately a squint that had a few decades added into her perfection of such a thing. She hadn’t been here long and there was so much more to learn. Knowing what Lucifer did in terms in attempting surprises, she could read him like a book even now.
“You heard me,” Laughing softly, she tilting her head letting up on the squint. “Everyone here knows it seems by the way they whisper. What is going on?”
✮ Lucifer still looked confused as she continued to insist that he was keeping things from her. “I honestly have no idea what you are talking about.” He admitted, keeping his eyes on her as he walked with her.
Yes, he had kept secrets from her before, like gifts and such but right now he had no clue what she was referring to. “Has someone been saying something?” He then asked, trying to figure out what she was talking about.
→ Giggling profusely, she looked up at him and pointed with her clutch in one hand. “I definately did, and definately still am,” Her lips rolled, tasting the alcohol on her lips, whatever lipstick she was wearing working overtime to stay on. Noticing the lopsided step she had, she glanced down confused where her other shoe was and reached to take off her shoe that was still on. Using the barside to keep herself balanced, it didn’t seem to do well only making her stumble to the piano and set her clutch on it.
“I definately couldn’t go home,” She smiled looking up at him and leaned over on her arms, proping up her face with the palms of her hands. Her face squished as she looked over him, adoring him in the moment. “Besides, this is a better view…”
✮ Lucifer watched with a rather amused look on his features as she stumbled while taking off her other shoe. He did remain on alert however in case she did take a tumble. “Oh yes, because Penelope wouldn’t approve of seeing her daughter like this…” He teased with a cheeky grin as he moved over and stood on the other side of the piano from her.
"Oh I know this is a better view…“ He teased, giving her a playful spin in his usual red silk PJs. "Though, please tell me Maze and Eve made sure you got here safely…?” He questioned in a more serious tone, since she was missing a shoe and all.
Lucifer looked rather confused by the question, an eyebrow cocking up. “Uhm, I don’t know. I think you may be getting confused as to how my mojo works…” He stated. “But do tell me, Anon. what is it you trulydesire?”
@paradiseturnedhell asked: “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” (from Sam Winchester, I hope sending an ask, even though we don’t follow each other is okay)
✮ Lucifer’s head snapped up from the piano, an eyebrow cocking up at the stranger as he spoke towards him. His club was empty, a good few hours from opening time too, so the presence of this stranger was a surprise to Lucifer.
"Uhm, I wasn’t but if that helps you sleep at night.“ Lucifer commented, an eyebrow cocking up as he stood himself up from the piano stool and lifted his glass of Scotch from the top of it. "Can I help you? Nameless, not-a-hero?” Lucifer then asked, his eyes scanning Sam to see if he recognised him from anywhere.
✮ Lucifer looked at the Detective a little shocked by her words. “That last time was not my fault and you know it!” He protested, his shoulders tensing for a moment before they sunk slightly while he sighed. “Okay fine, what do you suggest we do?” He then questioned in defeat raising his hands for a moment, looking at her with an eyebrow cocked up.
“It’s 11am on a tuesday no one is even here” he says rolling his eyes
“What do you think I did up in heaven for the last 2000 years!” he slurred way to loud in his drunken state. “Not one of our siblings ever gravitated towards me, I was always just… the stupid little nephlim, reminder of dads infidelity”
J had almost stumbled into a table when Lucifer caught him. He was pretty much powerless to even resist as Lucifer let him to the elevator.
“It’s dad who fucked up, so why am I the one who get’s all the punishment for it! I didn’t fuck my mom!” he says holding onto Lucifer as he stumble walked with him.
✮ “That doesn’t stop you from making my bar look depressing!” Lucifer protested as he guided J towards the elevator and then inside it when the doors slid open for them. He then let out a scoffing laugh and rolled his eyes.
"You think I look for the Silver City residents approval?“ He asked and let out a small laugh. "No. Just learn to smile more and you’ll notice that down here, people will be more welcoming of it.” He explained, pressing the button for his penthouse.
Sighing, Lucifer shrugged his shoulders. “Yes, dear old dad has made many mistakes but all your woes now are all your own.” He explained, having learned that about himself.
Zadkiel frowned a bit at his brothers behavior, Clearly he was avoiding something. “Not tonight Lucifer” he says taking the glass away from Lucifer and pushing it away.
“Lucifer this is way past just fun, your completely sloshed” he says frowning as his brother grabbed air while trying to touch him. “Come on, this party is over for you Lucifer” he says wrapping and arm around his brothers shoulders and attempting to lead him upstairs
✮ “Oh, you’re no fun!!” Lucifer protested as Zadkiel began to try his best at leading him up the stairs of LUX. He managed to get to the top of the stairs, using his brother as a leaning post most of the time. “Where is the detective? She wouldn’t make me go to bed!” He slurred out in a rather childish sounding tone of voice.
