Devil's Nest, Saturday evening

[texted3times]

When you were going to throw a party in a bar named the "Devil's Nest", you were just going to lean way into the red.

Red bows, red ribbons, red berries on pine boughs, red plates and glasses, a red sweater on Tiny that read "Jingle My Bells" with no bells visible, but a definite musical sound when he moved.

"That's awful," Eric told him, looking straight as his pants. "I've never been so proud." Eric was, for now, in a regular sweater and black leather pants, but he was very much looking forward to seeing what Ino brought him to wear. He had picked out an amazingly terrible holiday sweater for her.

Eric took a cautious sip of the extremely boozy red punch and shrugged. "Here goes nothing," he said, propping the door slightly open. "If Lucy starts playing 'Christmas Shoes' on the piano you have my explicit orders to throw him through the door.

Tiny would not be doing that.

Come on in, adults! Get drunk and make poor choices. It's the holidays.

Comments

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sort of squinted at the sweater from afar, faintly quizzical.

Sorry, the Devil hadn't survived the apocalypse where she was from.

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, I am very handsome," Lucifer said, "But do refrain from staring too much."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

"Just reading the shirt," Octavia drawled, her eyes flicking up to his face. "Don't get your hopes up."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

"Your loss," Lucifer drawled. "Have you finished reading, or should I pose more blatantly with it?"

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

"I'm done."

As evidenced by how her gaze didn't return back down to it.

"It would've already started making sense if it was going to."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. Crossed his arms. Pouted. "So much is lost on this island, I swear. It's a tragedy."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. Which was actually pretty expressive of her, around a stranger, but. The glass of punch in her hand probably had a lot to do with that.

"I'm not from around here," she rasped. "A lot of things are lost on me." Two years and counting, and she still found herself saying 'I don't know what that is' far too often. "Sure someone else will appreciate... whatever that is."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm the Devil," Lucifer clarified. "The 'get thee behind me, Satan' Devil. Ring any bells?"

Oh, come on, give him that one.

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

Yeah, not so much.

The sort-of squint was back. Then, after a moment of that, she hazarded, "That's like a religion thing, right?"

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

"I suppose," Lucifer sighed loudly. "Though I'd prefer it if people didn't make my life all about Him."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged and sipped her drink.

-- okay, no, that was a gulp, not a sip. "Not trying to make your life all about anything." A beat. "Not religious, either."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[my_own_advocate]

"Atheists do have the most fun," Lucifer sighed, "Though Father has historically been terrible about letting them enjoy it."