The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

The lights were dim, the axe range... was there? Lucifer hadn't scrubbed it, but he tried to pretend it wasn't there. The alcohol was flowing, and Lucifer himself was at the piano, playing.

"Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars..."

And he was singing.

Classics Month continued, apparently.

[[ open ]]

Comments

[1000yearstoolate]

By now it would be a surprise if Seivarden didn't show up, wouldn't it? She arrived late, picked up a whisky at the bar, and headed over to the piano, leaning against it until Lucifer finished the song he was currently playing.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's fingers stilled over the keys eventually. "Fancy seeing you here again," he teased, looking up.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden made a point of letting her eyes wander down to his hands, before looking up and smiling at him.

"It's become a nice habit."

She sipped her whisky.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, I certainly still don't loathe having you draped over my piano," Lucifer said, grinning as he reached for his own drink. "How was your weekend?"

[1000yearstoolate]

She had had a lot of practice in draping herself over the piano looking effortlessly attractive.

"Not too bad. The flower shop was in a good mood."

Here she pulled a small pink flower out of her shirt pocket and offered it to Lucifer.

"You can actually find those on my homeworld. I have no idea how they ended up in my shop."

It had made her cry a little.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer took it and considered it. "It's pretty. A bit delicate, though," he said, tucking it into his breast pocket.

[1000yearstoolate]

A bit delicate. That hurt for some reason, but Seivarden ignored it. She compensated with a slightly cheerful expression.

"What about your weekend?"

[my_own_advocate]

"More eventful than the last," Lucifer said, fidgeting with his pocket until the flower sat just right in it. "I was in a bar fight, actually."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Oh? What happened?"

She took a sip from her drink, leaning forward a bit.

[my_own_advocate]

"I may have hit on someone's girlfriend," Lucifer mused. "To be fair, her boyfriend was boring."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Oh, jealousy. I find it really unattractive, but I know some people do like it."

She took a sip from her drink, briefly recalling when she had got into similar situations, back in her old life.

[my_own_advocate]

"I know," Lucifer sighed happily, "It's one of my favorite things about you, actually. The disinterest in it."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Why make life complicated. I hope the bar fight was good. I haven't been in one for a long time."

She grinned.

[my_own_advocate]

"Did you win the last one?" Lucifer asked, grinning, and pressed three keys on the piano.

[1000yearstoolate]

"I can't remember, so I'm going to say I did."

She had been good at it, although as a Captain she had become less inclined to get involved.

"Oh, I wanted to ask you something."

[my_own_advocate]

"About bar fights?" Lucifer tried.

[1000yearstoolate]

"No," Seivarden said with a laugh. "You know the kids at school have finals this week, right?"

She guessed Lucifer didn't.

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't have to keep up with the school year anymore, so I don't," Lucifer said. "Are they, now?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"Yes," Seivarden said, after another sip. "I have a final class planned, but I might need some help. Someone to bring a fresh eye to it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Are you asking me to judge your students?" Lucifer said, grinning.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Yes," Seivarden said cheerfully.

[my_own_advocate]

"Then I accept, provided they stay at a six feet distance from me," Lucifer said. "At all times."

[1000yearstoolate]

"They're teenagers," Seivarden said. "Of course they will."

[my_own_advocate]

"They're teenagers," Lucifer pointed out. "They're brats by nature."

[1000yearstoolate]

"But not clingy."

Seivarden smiled.

"Thank you. I appreciate it."