The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

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Octavia had not been here since Lucifer's latest piano had arrived. Yes, she'd heard he had a new one, but that had really not prepared her for the sight of it as she came in to work tonight.

That thing was ridiculous. Which probably made sense, all things considered.

And Octavia was now going to spend her entire shift resisting the urge to go over there and try the weird rocking bench it had.

(Maybe if it turned out to be another really quiet night...)

[ooc: Open, no OCD because I'm conserving energy.]

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"Think it'll float in the pond if I light it up like a Viking funeral?" Eric asked.

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"Maybe," Octavia rasped, mildly, before flicking a dry glance his way. "But you're not trying that on my shift."

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"No, that'll be tomorrow's group project," Eric said with grin. "Tiny will be thrilled."

Tiny would not be thrilled.

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"Tiny's never thrilled."

There was that.

Octavia sighed, finally pausing her highly important task of putting clean glasses where they belonged, to lean her hands against the edge of the bar. "Why are you two doing all this, anyway?"

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"Because rather than using his words to say he didn't like the new space, he just tried to impose his will and fuck that," Eric said.

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"Mm-hm." Even that sounded dry. "And then you escalated?"

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"Of course," Eric said with a shrug. "He's not the boss of me."

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Octavia wasn't sure what she'd been expecting. But that was definitely what she should have expected.

Considering talking to Lucifer about this feud had also kind of made her want to bang her head off a wall.

So Eric was getting an eye roll.

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When you're basically immortal, you make your own fun.

"He can stop any time."

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"So could you."

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Eric grinned. "But I'm not going to."

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Octavia kept looking unimpressed. But mostly that was just her face.

"And neither is he."

And it was inconveniencing her, a person who liked both axes and the piano!

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"Exactly," Eric said, nodding.