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[lieborn]

Mister Devil! Remember me, Loki of ye olde world? I need your assistance in heroically saving the world. [ And me.

Sure sounds pintsize, did someone's voice unbreak. ]

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[hellicious]

[Why did this voice suddenly sound younger? Lucifer felt a shudder skip through him.]

You do realize you've come to the wrong place for heroing, mm? Devil, remember?

[lieborn]

Yeah, they say that about me too, but you seem less soul-sucky than I anticipated and the actual heroes are proving to be as useful as a sack of goat dung, so ...

Have you heard about this chalice business?

[hellicious]

Not really interested in souls. I just happened to have to watch over them for... far too long. They came on their own accord. Or on His.

[Just to clear up a few things. Satan gave zero fucks about souls, Loki.]

I have not. Is it something I should have heard about?

[lieborn]

Cool, good to know. And yes! A wizard asked for something from the portal and a time-altering chalice tried to spit itself out instead, now it's trapped there and a bunch of us are regressing! I'm thirteen.

text | un: detdecker

[couldkillthedevil]

Hey. Are you busy?

text | username: fall3n1

[hellicious]

I can be unbusy. Would you like something?

[couldkillthedevil]

If you're in your room, you should come to the rooftops. There's a real interesting view up here.

[hellicious]

Does it involve you, a hot tub, and a red bikini?

[Asked with a smirk as he was already making his way up towards the roof.]

[couldkillthedevil]

And ruin the surprise?

[That one's just to mess with him. Because she can.]

text | un: detdecker [ backdated to the day after their date ]

[couldkillthedevil]

[He would never know this, but this text took her an unreasonably long time to craft, and an unreasonably longer time to send.]

Hey. Just wanted to say thanks again for last night. I had an amazing time.

[hellicious]

You -were- an amazing time. And I'm dying for more.

[couldkillthedevil]

We'll have to make plans soon, then, won't we?

[hellicious]

Is now a good time? Or were you actually thinking of something that wasn't me pinning you down and ravishing you?

[couldkillthedevil]

As much as I enjoyed the ravishing, I could do with enjoying your company with our clothes on too.

text | un: detdecker

[couldkillthedevil]

[What comes is an attachment with a link.]

Looks like your kind of scene.

text

[hellicious]

[Sent back after he looks at it.]

Is that your way of suggesting somewhere for date night?

[couldkillthedevil]

Possibly. I was invited, anyhow.

[hellicious]

Seems you've a growing social circle. Mind the god-type. He likes human women.

[couldkillthedevil]

Yeah. Already figured that one out.

[couldkillthedevil]

[All this talk about deities and divine influence in town has set her on edge over the last few days. Not at the concept of there being a god hidden away somewhere, exactly, given her knowledge of who and what her partner is, but it's larger in scope than she's used to. Mostly because she feels the shift of the town and the air before the rumors about a god even settles in. The odd, unsettling feeling like spiders were creeping slowly up her spine, or the uncanny sense that she was being watched.

At first she had been content to focus on other matters. Cases needed to be solved and she was still searching for information on the portals to find a way home. And trouncing off into the woods on a hunch just seemed like a bad idea in general, so she let the talk pass her by at first. And then she had that weird dream of that temple and suddenly it felt like some kind of chasm had opened inside of her; like it was trying to pull her in, beckoning her out. But she's always been good at resisting these types of things, apparently.

Still, tonight it's enough to move her. Not out into some nameless field or wooded highland, on, but to a place she knows she can trust. Where she'll feel safe. It's with that thought that she creeps out of bed and leaves for Lux, having already discovered the key Lucifer had snuck onto her keychain. It's late, far later than is probably polite to go see him, but he'd told her himself: she's welcome there anytime. So she sends him a text just in case he's awake and then quietly lets herself in, heading up the stairs and to the elevator that takes her up to his penthouse.

Hopefully Lucifer doesn't mind the late night intrusion.]

[hellicious]

[He is not awakened by the text and is still sleeping when she arrives, nude under the sheets that are half spread over him, covering a swatch of his body from about mid stomach to just enough to cover his groin, black cutting across him like a censorship bar as he lay there on his back, smiling softly at whatever dream he was having. He was lit by the glow from outside leaking in through the windows and a soft ambiance lighting along the bar, toes flexing as he murmured something in his sleep before sighing.

Would she wake him to talk, or would she curl up beside him? He'd be fine with either option as he'd meant what he'd said; she was always welcome in his home. It was as much hers as his, really, considering they were both the only two from their world. A little slice of familiarity that he wouldn't deny her if she wanted.]

[couldkillthedevil]

[Even the sight of him has the tension easing out of her shoulders a little. Being the Devil, this whole deity thing may not even be something that bothers him too much. He looks so comfortable, enough so that she wants to just crawl in with him and get some much needed sleep so she can actually think clearly about all this. But even with the changed nature of their relationship, it felt odd to not even alert him to her presence before making herself at home.

So she quietly steps up onto the dais that led to his bed and slowly lowers herself to sit down next to him, reaching out a hand to gently try and shake him awake.]

Hey. Lucifer.

[hellicious]

Mm?

[He wakes slowly, squinting up at her with that lazy smile as he thinks for just a moment that he's still in his dream. Another few blinks and she's still there, dressed (so clearly not his dream) and looking down at him. He shifts, stretching a bit, which threatens to move the sheet off where it's covering, then reaching out for her, a finger hooking through her belt loop and tugging at it.]

Detective... I was just dreaming about you.

[He looked over at the window, seeing dark still showing out of it.]

It's late. Is something the matter?

[couldkillthedevil]

[She's seen him naked so many times by now that his near-nudity doesn't bother her at all. When he blinks up at her, hair strewn and speaking with a low voice from sleep, she gazes at him with her own tired little smile. She reaches up to stroke her thumb along his arm when he tugs at her.]

Sorry for waking you. I-- [She stops and tries again, gesturing.] Can I slip in with you for tonight?