❛  DETECTIVE  DECKER  ISN’T  OUR  PRIORITY,    after  all  our  tech  analyst  did  a  background    &    we  found  out  you’ve  been  helping  on  her  cases,   therefore  you’re  just  as  much  involved.  you  can  comply,  answer  the  questions  or  it  will  be  a  trip  down  the  station,   PERHAPS  A  REUNION  under  different  circumstances.  ❜ 

     ❛❛ – arrogant’s putting it gently. ❜❜    or you can call it a defense mechanism, there’s something suspicious about working with the devil. 

 ❛    RIGHT,  so  are  we  actually  going  to  get  somewhere  with  this  conversation or  are  you  will  you  just  keep  correcting  me?  i  can  see  now  while  everyone  loves  you;  you  must  be  so  fun  at  PARTIES.    ❜         the  first  person  to  believe  him,  to  understand  and  truly  KNOW  that  he  is  the  lucifer  and  all  he  can  get  out  of  him  are  a  few  snappy  one-liners.         ❛    perhaps  you  should’ve  come  up  with  a  more  apt  name  for  your  other  alias,  mister  wayne.  like  CAPTAIN  OBVIOUS.    ❜

❝    I DON’T ASK TWICE.    ❞        she pauses,   letting a displeased  frown speak volumes words could not.     the baton holstered onto thigh is a deliberate choice,   &   raspberry lips part                all teeth now.       ❝    at least not NICELY.    ❞

 ❛    I  wouldn’t  do  that,  darling,  if  i  were  you.   ❜         no  PANIC  is  writ  across  the  devil’s  face,  though  irritation  is  starting  to  set  in.  who  didn’t  want  to  walk  down  the  boulevard  and  kick  some  ass?  NOT  HIM!!  not  tonight.         ❛    you  see,  i’m  the  devil.  so  unless  you’ve  got  some  demon  daggers  hidden  between  your  unmentionables,  then  you’re  not  gonna  come  out  on  top.    ❜

❛  DESPITE  TRADITIONS,       &    what  i’m  sure  you’re  used  to  .  .  .  ❜    stern  is  tone,    ever  burning  are  the  embers  of  irritation,   his  company  only  fueling  the  fire.   latex  coated  hand  pulls  free  from  the  jacket  of  absent  life,   search  for  evidence  cut  short.     ❛  DEVIL  OR  NOT.  ❜     attention  is  dragged,   brow  to  crease  as  gaze  locks  with  her  counterpart.    ❛  if  you  keep  touching  my  crime  scene,  i  will  have  you  FORCIBLY  REMOVED.  ❜

 ❛   FOREPLAY?   detective,   its  not  even  ten  in  the  morning.  and  besides,  i’m  not  tampering,  i’m  helping.  like  i  do  on  loads  of  our  other  cases.   ❜      his  lips  are  pulled  taut  at  the  edges,  hands  shown  where  she  can  see  them  quite  CLEARLY.       ❛   besides,  he’s  DEAD  now.  aaas  a  door-nail,  in  fact.  s’not  like  he’ll  mind  if  i  do  a  little  snooping  around  his  apartment.  the  bloke’s  a  bloody  movie  star  after-all.   ❜

   ‘ EW, how long’s it been since y’ even stepped into a cinema? FIVE YEARS? remained in a freezer avoidin’ youth ‘til now? ’

 ❛   WHY  would  i  go  to  a  cinema  when  i’ve  got  a  private  theatre  in  my  own  home?  i  get  in  with  all  of  the  A-LISTERS,  m’dear.  no  use  for  stuffy,  loud  bacteria-boxes  for  me.  besides,  i’m  quite  opposed  to  the  idea  of  the  whole  ‘youth’  thing  entirely.   ❜

    “Have you seen her?” she asks. Nervously she picks at the melanotic bay connecting her thumb and index finger. Jane doesn’t wince when her ‘skin’ tears; oozing cold dark matter under a half-detached nail and into the whorls marring her fingers. “Have you seen either of them? Where were you even raised…if you were.” 

 after  a  moment,  he  REALIZES  that  it  may  need  further  clarification.  his  lips  pull  into  a  taut  smile,  eyes  right  on  her’s.       ❛   dad  has  no  body,  as  far  as  i  know.  the  whole  ‘in  his  own  image’  bit  was  blown  out  of  the  bloody  ballpark  in  terms  of  proportion.   can’t  hear  him,  can’t  see  him.  biggest  trick  in  the  universe  is  that  he’s  probably  out  been  out   designing  some  cosmic  golf  course  for  the  past  ten  centuries.  ❜

❛   YOU HAVE OUTDONE YOURSELF THIS TIME,   lucifer.     i should probably be asking you a  million  questions,   but i’m just gonna roll with it for as long as i can.     just  —————  wow.   ❜

 ❛   YES,  well,  she’s  only  TEMPORARY,  so  by  all  means  stare  as  long  as  you  like.   ❜   brandy  glass  was  set  down,  surprisingly  THICK-BOTTOMED  and  filled  with  ice.  the  wily  devil  sat  down  at  the  ol’  grand,  fingers  touching  briefly  against  the  black  and  ivory  keys.      ❛   but  as  far  as  mum’s  concerned,  she’s  her  new  daughter-in-law.  CANDY-coated  bits  and  all.   ❜

1.   WHAT’S  YOUR  OTP  FOR  YOUR  MUSE? : deckerstar.  followed  closely  by  mazifer. deckerstar’s  dynamic honestly just makes me so happy,  because  chloe is so flawed...   and  lucifer is also so  flawed. they started off with her absolutely hating him, and yet he’s compelled by something we don’t yet understand to love her. which now he fights-- because he believes it is ‘god’s plan’.

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 ❛    Y’KNOW,  i’m  quite  perturbed  by  your  lack  of  enthusiasm.  you’ve  spent  the  entire  evening  with  the  devil  and  you  haven’t  asked  me  a  single  question  about  hell.   ❜      eyes  flick  toward  the  pallid  companion  on  his  left,  though  lucifer  appears  no  more  unsettled  than  when  the  two  first  MET.      ❛    now,  given  your  preferred  method  of  self-employment,  you  might  want  to  start  asking  the  real  QUESTIONS,  don’t  you  think?  know  one  lives  forever,  joksie.   ❜

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      ❛❛ – billionaire. ❜❜

 ❛    YES,  well.  now  i  see  why  the  MEDIA  says  that  all          rich  people  are  arrogant.  thank  you  kindly.    ❜

      Chummily she scrunches her face up; eyes averted and bladed teeth gnawing on the inside of her cheek. Then she perks, mimicking an inhale without actually drawing breath. “Well…” Air traps between Jane’s palms when she smacks them together. “Lucky for you, this star system’s official name is just that: ‘The Solar System’. Who’s your mom, though – if you don’t mind my asking….?”

 AND  in  a  strange  case  of  lost  identity,  lucifer  cannot  find  words.  he’d  never  thought  to  ask  what  his  mother’s  name  was.  after-all,  he  and  any  of  his  siblings  had  only  ever  known  her  as  she  was.     ❛   you  know,  i  don’t  actually  know.  y’see,  i’ve  always  just  called  her  mum.  and  dad  never  speaks,  so  he’s  no  help  at  all.  as  per  bloody  usual.   ❜

 ❛    oh,  for  goodness’  sake,  does  your  person  have  on  a  blue  shirt  ?   ❜      lucifer’s  fingers  tapped  and  tapped  and  tapped  against  the  tabs  of  his  many  faces;  the  board  game  ‘GUESS  WHO’  laid  out  before  them.  he  was  blue,  of  course.        ❛    honestly  !  these  people  wouldn’t  know  FASHION  if  it  showed  up  and  bit  them  in  the  arse.                      and  you’re  sure  this  is  a   'terran'   classic,  yeah  ?   ❜

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