The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had honestly debated whether to come back today; he'd planned to, and then started waffling again, because Duke, and...

Well, Duke had finally made that decision himself, and so they'd both returned to the island. Too late for the pollen to do anything to Lucifer, but it was clearly still out and about.


Tiny was already lining up the ingredients for a Sex on the Beach when he came in. Lucifer threw a glance at the specials board, and said, "No, I don't think we will."

TODAY'S SPECIALS
SEX ON THE BEACH Sparkling margaritas
PARTY IN YOUR MOUTH Blue Lassi
BETWEEN THE SHEETS Rose Water Gin

ALL 31% OFF

Comments

Have A Drink

[my_own_advocate]

Ogle Tiny if you must.

Re: Have A Drink

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was sure this was a terrible idea, coming here. Funny how the feel of the space changed from Tuesday and Wednesday with the simple knowledge that Lucifer might be here.

(That Duke might be here.)

She was still hoping they'd stayed away. But it took all of one step inside the club to know Lucifer was definitely here tonight, even before she took a darting glance towards the piano.

And then headed sharply to the bar.

Re: Have A Drink

[betterthanaplan]

Duke had not stayed away. Duke had a blue lassi in hand and had found himself a table in the corner from which to people oggle watch. Hoping as he did that he might spot Octavia.

He was right, having spent the week mostly relaxing in Baltimore and knowing that the pollen would happen and would start hitting him when he got back to the island, he was able to redirect thoughts of "oh no, I'm being fucked with" and the reminders they came with into something more along the lines of Lucifer's theory of "yay free drugs".

Look, taking a drug voluntarily was a completely different experience from being slipped it when you weren't looking, okay?

Re: Have A Drink

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't looking around. She settled at the bar and got Tiny to get her an apple soda, and then she just...

Was there.

Re: Have A Drink

[betterthanaplan]

Duke just sat and watched her for a long time. Tried to sort out the raucous chorus of emotions battling for dominance in his chest.

Huh. They did make the pressure of the whole aphrodisiac pollen thing a little less. That must've been how Octavia had made it through the week.

Finally, he finished his drink and went to the bar. Stepped up next to her and signaled Tiny for a refill.

Re: Have A Drink

[okteiviakom]

The key to persevering past being horny all the time was to be too sad and/or angry to care.

But also that the only two people Octavia had felt any significant attraction to in years had not been here. Her eyes darted over to the side when she caught movement next to her.

And stayed there, no matter how much she wanted to look away.

Re: Have A Drink

[betterthanaplan]

Duke slowly looked over at her, taking a moment to let his eyes flick up and down her figure before returning to her face.

"Ha yun, gona," he greeted softly.

Re: Have A Drink

[my_own_advocate]

It wasn't a busy night. Lucifer hadn't it expected it to be, between prom and sex pollen and not being available, in general. And so after the last patron had left, he walked to Duke and leaned idly against the table.

With miss Jones and Octavia's return and-- everything from the past week sort of beginning to settle, something sentimental had crept into him for the night. Something annoyingly soft.

"Would you like to go home?" he said, that softness sneaking into his tone. "Because I would."

Re: Have A Drink

[betterthanaplan]

Duke had never had a man look at him quite like Lucifer was looking at him now. No matter how complicated things were with Octavia right now, he couldn't help but smile back.

"Yeah. Sounds good."

Re: Have A Drink

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, come on, then," Lucifer said. He straightened, held out his hand. "I'll make Tiny close up."

Re: Have A Drink

[betterthanaplan]

Duke let him pull him to his feet, then pulled Lucifer in for a kiss.

“Thank you,” he said softly. “I don’t know where I’d be without you this week.”

Listen to the Music

[my_own_advocate]

Flowing from baroque classical piano into Aretha Franklin and a touch of Joni Mitchell.

There's no Marvin Gaye here tonight.

Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

At the bar, or behind the piano.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

Was Jessica staring at Eric's office door after her conversation yesterday?

No. Surely not.

Still she was somewhat distracted and lingering over her usual stream of bourbon orders than usual.

"Thank you for changing the drink specials," she said when Lucifer returned from the piano. "And you'll excuse me if I think God that this week is nearly over."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Has it really been that bad?" Lucifer asked, waving at Tiny to get him a fresh martini.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"I've had... some fun," she grumbled. "I just don't like outside shit messing with my own shit. If that makes any sense."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"You're hardly the only one here," Lucifer said, settling down on a stool. "Not me. I rather enjoyed the free drugs last time. But I understand it's rather unsettling for some of you."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"Another time it would have been welcome," Jessica said shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "Anyway. Haven't seen you around for a bit. Just shacking up with your crew or did you take a trip?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't approaching. Octavia wasn't even looking. She was at the bar, nursing a soda like it could keep her anchored to something.

But she was listening.

Which meant that she would know when he stopped playing.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

And stop Lucifer did. Eventually. He withdrew slowly from the microphone, his hands flattening against the keys.

He hadn't spotted her.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Every part of Octavia wanted to turn around. See him, see what he was doing now.

If he'd seen her.

She didn't. All that moved were her shoulders, tensing.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer rolled his shoulders and moved his head a bit to loosen up the muscles of his neck, and--

Well, then. Hello, familiar head of brown hair. Should he get up and talk to her? Normally she would have drifted this way, or to the bar at now.

He hesitated.

Then... decided to let his fingers move over the keys.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's shoulders sank slowly back down on an exhale. Even she couldn't know for sure whether it was relief or disappointment.

But she was listening.

Office

[my_own_advocate]

For Eric's long line of suitors.

OOC

[my_own_advocate]