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The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

Lucifer was not, in fact, behind the bar tonight. Tonight it was Musubi's turn to take care of the customers.

He was around. Somewhere.

Best not to ask what he was doing though.

[[ooc: Going to see Transformers tonight, please mod Musubi!]]

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Without flowing wine

How to enjoy lovely

Wilson was perhaps a bit surprised to find Musubi at the bar, he would also have to own up to feeling a shade of disappointment, he'd be lying if he tried to say otherwise.

Still, this didn't stop him from picking up a drink and heading into the lounge to at least get in a game of pool.

Oh, as if Lucifer wouldn't notice when Wilson was in the club. Silly mortal.

He took a seat next to him. "James."

To his credit, Wilson managed not to spit his scotch across the lounge.

He did sort of choke on it and there might have been a wee squeak as it went down the wrong pipe but aside from a quick flail of his hand, he managed to regain some sort of composure.

"Hello there, didn't know if you were about."

"I am always about," Lucifer replied, offering a handkerchief. "Are you quite alright?"

Wilson accepted the handkerchief, mostly to help cover up what might have sounded like mutterings about a 'bigger bell'.

Dabbing lightly at his lips, he folded the bit of cloth primly and laid it against his thigh.

"Better now, thank you. Having a good evening?"

Poor, poor mortal. A bigger bell wouldn't help. Lucifer was like a very large house cat and would very quickly learn to move without it alarming.

"Fair enough. So far."

The Lightbringer crept by on little fog feet?

Tilting his head, he peered curiously at the Advesary before relaxing back in his chair.

"How did you enjoy your evening last night?"

He knew better than to ask Lucifer what he might have been up to presently, if Lucifer wanted him to know, he's open the subject himself.

He certainly would. But this was not one of the times.

"It was... interesting." To an extent.

Wilson arched an eyebrow but decided that from the Lighbringer 'interesting' was a positive response and he nodded in agreement with the positive.

Stretching his legs out in front of him, Wilson sprawled in the chair, letting himself relax for the moment rather than pressing banal small talk on Lucifer. It simply felt good to be exactly where he was at that moment.

And if there was no need to talk, Lucifer was not one to fill the silence with meaningless chatter. He appeared a martini for himself, drinking it in the comfortable silence.

Despite the fact that it was Monday and thus, usually dance night, Wilson found himself enjoying this quiet, subtle sort of dance.

The steps were some of the first few that he and Lucifer had ever taken together and there was a comfort and contentment in their simplicity and yet the rich companionship in that sillness.

A dance was what they always had going on, whether or not their feet were in motion or music was playing. There was a challenge in always knowing the steps, one Lucifer looked forward to.

As the night slowly unfolded around the two quiet figures, Wilson eventually finished his scotch and after licking the last of the firey liquid off his lips, he set the glass aside and came fluidly to his feet.

Without injecting uncessary words into the gentle silence wrapped around them both, he looked towards the stairs that lead up to the apartment above the Nest and then held his hand out towards Lucifer.

Finishing his drink, Lucifer glanced back at Musubi to make sure she would take care of the club. He stood and followed Wilson.

Cherry blossoms?

Robots in disguise!

Plot Idea: Everyone on the island turns into TRANSFORMERS.

It. Would. Be. Awesome.

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The Dance Floor

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