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Lucifer Morningstar ([personal profile] my_own_advocate) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2020-08-16 10:58 am

Galactica Point, Sunday Afternoon

Lucifer had certainly had worse weekends on Fandom. It was quiet, yes, but for once he didn't feel the manic need to end that quietness, to fill it with something loud.

Intead he went for a walk, and actually took a moment to enjoy the sunshine. To watch the few active rickshaws move nimbly up and down the stairs. To listen to the birds. All that sort of thing.

He came to a stop at Galactica Point, as had always been his wont when he wandered. He put his arms down on the thick stone fence and looked at the water.

His phone rumbled.

With a frown, he reached into his pocket to produce it, and saw--

--a picture from Miss Lopez, of a cat with a chicken. He rushed to unlock his phone, jumping over to his instant messenger app and found that all of his sent messages from the past few months were suddenly set to read.

Heart leaping into his throat, he skipped to Miss Lopez's message - the only person who had answered him so far - and typed I'm going to take that as sexual innuendo, you know how I feel about cats. Hit send.

And watched it get stuck on 'sending' again.

Right. More angry phone calls to Portalocity, it would have to be.

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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
A while later Lucifer got another text.

The tea shop we visited has run out of their signature blend so I can't order more of it :( :( :(

Ok, tea was important, but Seivarden was really bored.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, but this was a really good one.

And shortly after:

I did find a new glove shop online, but it's hard to judge the quality and sized from pictures.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
I'm trying to have a conversation.

About proper things, like tea and gloves. Because she was bored.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
A couple of pictures followed.

I'm thinking about the green ones.

Then:

Where are you?
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 11:22 am (UTC)(link)
They are?

She quickly added:

It's going to be easier to talk about this if I meet up with you.

Then, because perhaps being honest would work better:

Also, I'm really bored and I miss you.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
Seivarden looked at the screen, smiling.

I'll meet you there.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
"So, here you are," Seivarden said, when she arrived. "It's really hot today."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 11:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I generally prefer planets with comfortable climate zones," she said. "At least there's a sea, and rain. Desert planets are terrible."

She wrapped her arms around Lucifer's shoulders.

"This is perfect weather for going swimming."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"The winters here are terrible too," Seivarden said. "The terraforming wasn't very successful."

That was a joke.

"So, Los Angeles is terribly hot all year around?"

She let go of him.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have yet to visit this wonderful place, after all."

Seivarden grinned.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"It doesn't sound too bad," Seivarden said. "Let me know when you're ready to go back."

If he wanted her to come along. She wanted to be sure that was actually the case.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"I thought that was just your universe," Seivarden said. "Do you think the LA in this universe is very different?"

She made a gesture with her hand. "Anyway, someone should make sure Portalocity could be run in an efficient way."

The Radchaai might be good at it.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Luckily for everyone, Seivarden wasn't the type to start invasions. It was just that the Radchaai would obviously be better at running it.

"Of course, the differences would still be noticeable for you, I'm sure."

This was Seivarden trying to say that she was aware of that things in Lucifer's LA was complicated, even if he would be able to get there.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Seivarden paused, wondering if it was best to change the subject or whether this was one of those situations where Lucifer would be annoyed because she did.

"Well," she said, "I've enjoyed the places you've taken me to. Even if the company made a difference too."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Seivarden grinned. "I'm glad to be of help. Where should we go next?"
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know where Boston is," Seivarden said, wanting to Lucifer know that she did make the effort to look at maps now to see where they were going.

"Are there any nice tea shops? I'm assuming there are clubs."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-16 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Seivarden pulled out her phone.

"Let's see."

This was already a plan now.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"There has to be a nice bar nearby a good tea shop," Seivarden said. "Or I'll be disappointed."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't like that hadn't been in Seivarden's plan.

"I'm sure we'll manage all that, don't you think?"
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
Of course Seivarden returned that kiss, and when she pulled back, she laughed softly. "I'm glad to hear that."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll probably come up with something."

She smiled.

"An extravagant breakfast in the morning."
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly," Seivarden said. "Extravagant can always be improved, can't it?"
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I won't object to that," Seivarden said, nudging his arm.
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Seivarden said. "I have no other plans. A drink at your place?"
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[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate 2020-08-17 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Or two," Seivarden agreed. "And maybe you can play something for me."