The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer. Hated. Everything.

Everyone had spent most of the week being entirely too traumatized to have sex, and then when that was finally over-- "It is," he informed Tiny for the fifth time that night, "Despicable what this island gets away with!"

Despicable.

Apologies, bar clientele, he was going to be loud on the piano tonight.

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Have A Drink

[my_own_advocate]

Tiny's probably your best bet today.

Listen to the Music

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's putting out some rage anthems tonight.

Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

At your own peril.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"You look tense," Jessica said bringing over her own drink. "What's up?"

Oh, Jessica. Clearly you did not read the narrative.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"I haven't had sex in a week," Lucifer said irritably, "And I'm almost certain it's the island's fault."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"It's the island's fault you can't have sex," Jessica said slowly. "And is this a pollen thing? A lack of trying? No willing partners?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, everyone was all a bit busy handling their respective traumas until yesterday," Lucifer said, "But then! Then! We tried. For hours. There is lube on my ceiling, and Duke has a black eye. This! Is not natural!"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"Kind of sucks when you have no control of your actions, huh?" Jessica said sympathetically. "The lube doesn't stain does it?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer stared at her in dawning horror for a few moments.

"I'm going to have to get my ceiling repainted, aren't I," he said.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"Maybe you could use it as a chance to redecorate?" Jessica suggested hopefully.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"I like my decor," Lucifer said very, very vehemently.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[superjoanjett]

"Well you don't need to repaint the entire ceiling," Jessica pointed out and then realized something. "I mean. Unless. The entire ceiling is just..."

She's going to let that thought hang there.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"No, but there will be a spot, and I will notice," Lucifer said, "And it's just going to remind me of spending an entire night awake trying and failing to have sex."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Well, thanks to her extended nap in the middle of the day, and despite how worn down she felt in general, Octavia wasn't feeling particularly sleepy this Friday evening.

So might as well show up at the club, get a drink (if you could call a glass of water and ice that), and watch Lucifer play for a while, from the bar. Right?

Because that was what she was doing.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, you're here," Lucifer said, eventually. He'd gone through several more renditions of angry songs, including at least one from Metallica's louder register.

And now she was there. Looking gorgeous, while also likely being entirely unbangeable.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Hello to you, too," Octavia rasped, with a little lift of her glass in greeting.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Today is a disaster," Lucifer said, settling next to her at the bar while he waved at Tiny to get him a fresh martini.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"I heard," Octavia said shamelessly modding that other thread in-progress bwahaha. "Does taking it out on the piano help?"

Was she joking? Who could even tell, honestly.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Marginally," Lucifer said, eyes twitching.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia noted the twitch. And took a sip from her glass before saying, "Sorry about your... date night."

One day that would roll easily off her tongue, but she wasn't there yet.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm going to find whoever is responsible for this island and throttle them," Lucifer said, "Repeatedly. Then I'll feel better."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Okay."

Well, it was a nice dream.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made a growling, frustrated noise and plucked his drink out of Tiny's hands.

"Please tell me your day has been less infuriating."

Back Office

[my_own_advocate]

If you want to stare futilely at Eric's leather pants.

OOC

[my_own_advocate]