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Linda and Amenadiel were stopping by to 'check' on Lucifer. If Lucifer knew the good doctor - and thought of the screaming little parasite she now had at home - he could only imagine she was using it as an excuse to get away from nursing a mewling infant or something.

Well, she probably also wanted to see him. He was her most interesting patient, after all.

He wasn't necessarily looking forward to seeing his sainted older brother this time, however. And so it seemed logical to segue from the lunch into something more fun, like... taking money from strangers in gambling dens or or something, so it made perfect sense to drag ~~a security blanket~~ Duke with him while he was going. It was just efficient. (He was also wearing the camel suit with the blue shirt because classic was not boring, Duke.)

"There they are," he said, walking towards a table at the back. "Dr. Linda! Radiant as always!"

[[ I'm awake anyway, might as well put this up. for one and some ocd ]]

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exasperangel

Linda had spent a lot of time with her baby, yes. And yes, she was enjoying not being near the baby. But she was here to help Lucifer, honest.

Or at least help herself to a mimosa or three.

She was sipping on her second one when they arrived, and looked up with a smile. "Speak of the Devil," she said.

She had been very, very sober lately.

Next to her, Amenadiel beamed with that air of doesn't-quite-fit-in that he carried everywhere. "Lucy! You made it!"

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betterthanaplan

Duke tossed them both a cheerful wave. “With a plus one. How’s it going?”

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my_own_advocate

"You both remember Duke, the pirate who doesn't know how to dress himself," Lucifer said, unnecessarily, and pulled up a chair. "Who has graciously agreed to come along for free lunch."

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exasperangel

"That sounds like something a pirate would do...?" Linda ventured, which was as much as she was willing to humor Lucifer. She looked at Duke. "Hi," she said, smiling, "Nice to meet you in slightly less of an emergency."

"Charlie's with a babysitter," Amenadiel said, "Because Linda needed a break. We, uh, vetted this one this time."

"We thought Charlie might like some time with his auntie Maze," Linda clarified.

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betterthanaplan

“‘Auntie,’ huh?” Duke nodded. “That tracks. They are supposed to be notoriously terrifying.”

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my_own_advocate

"Maze moved in with them for a while," Lucifer said, "I think she became a bit obsessed with the child..."

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exasperangel

"Maze just needed some space to figure herself out," Linda said, "... and figure herself out of my house."

She waved her empty mimosa at the waiter.

"But I have talked about babies so much over the past few months and I don't want to now," she said. "So Duke, what do you do, besides... pirate?"

Amenadiel was looking at Lucifer. A lot. He just wasn't saying anything.

Edited Date: 26 Oct 2020 05:37 (UTC)

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betterthanaplan

“I’m not actually a pirate,” Duke said. “I’m an importer with a boat. I don’t rob people at gun point or anything. I also run a diner and a bar, and every now and then I get roped into teaching at the local high school.”

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my_own_advocate

"Don't let the diner thing put you off, he's actually a good cook," Lucifer said, who had noticed Amenadiel's staring and was now largely distracted by glaring back at him.

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exasperangel

Linda wasn't going to be the one to wind up separating them. Linda was taking her fresh mimosa and sipping it while she ignored whatever what was gone over there and focused on Duke.

"A teacher," she echoed. "So what do you teach?"

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betterthanaplan

“It, uh, varies,” Duke said, watching the two of them out of the corner of his eye. He was feeling a bit protective of Lucifer, and wondered if he was going to have to yell at Amenadiel by the time brunch was over. “Fandom has a, uh. Non traditional high school.”

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exasperangel

"Lucifer has mentioned people from your island are... used to a lot less tradition than we are," Linda started delicately.

"Look, Lucy, it's not my fault that Dad talked to me in Hell, okay?" Amenadiel interrupted. "Can you please stop giving me the silent treatment?"

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my_own_advocate

"Oh, yes," Lucifer said snidely. "Because I love giving you the opportunity to crow about how Father loves you enough to waive the need for the infernal throne because you were forced to park your precious arse on it for all of a single bloody day."

"Lucy--"

"And why else all the staring?"

"Because the last time we spoke, you threatened to 'punch me in my mysterious ways'!"

Edited Date: 26 Oct 2020 14:09 (UTC)

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betterthanaplan

Duke’s eyes flicked between all three other people at the table before landing back on Lucifer. “Wait. Your dad just, like. Waved his hand and made the demon power vacuum go away?”

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my_own_advocate

"Yes," Lucifer said irritably, "Because I had His favorite son vacuum-sit for a minute."

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exasperangel

"Can we agree that you sending Amenadiel to Hell was not the best possible choice you could have made?" Linda said, with a quiet sigh.

"No, it's fine," Amenadiel said. "I didn't stay long." He leaned forward a little. "Look, Lucy, maybe we should do this in private...?"

You know, not in front of the easily-upset mortals.

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betterthanaplan

"It does kind of sound like it worked out really well in the end," Duke said with a little shrug. "I mean, my chances of running into judgmental reanimated corpses is back down to practically nil."

That was not why he was so in favor of this outcome, mind you. It was just a very nice bonus.

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my_own_advocate

"Are you going to be sour about that forever?" Lucifer sighed.

He looked back at Amenadiel.

"And fine, if we must."

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exasperangel

"Thank you, Lucy," Amenadiel said, with that downright supernatural earnestness he had, and slid out of his seat.

Lucifer followed him outside, rolling his eyes all the time.

"I did tell Amenadiel he should give him more time to process," Linda sighed, "But hey, who am I, a licensed therapist, to give anyone advice?"

She took a big sip of that mimosa, yes.

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betterthanaplan

"Well, if they listened to you all the time you might be out of a job," Duke said with a faint laugh. "Least they keep things interesting?"

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exasperangel

"That they do."

And she really liked it, hush.

Linda shot him a wry look. "And if we're lucky, things will actually say nice and quiet with Lucifer out of LA."

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betterthanaplan

"In LA, at least," Duke said. "Dude's kind of a big danger magnet, isn't he."

Said the pot about the kettle.

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exasperangel

"I'd say it's less that than an innate talent for making things worse on himself," Linda said. She was already feeling nicely tipsy, and it was a kind of Zen-like feeling she was intent on sticking with today. "Way worse. Like, cataclysmically worse. Then add in all the celestial stuff."

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betterthanaplan

Duke hugged a little laugh. "Explains why we get along so well."

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exasperangel

Linda gave him a thoughtful look, idly stirring her mimosa with the straw. And drinking some more, because that was the main reason she was here.

"He did mention you were a 'seafaring disaster'," she said, "But coming from Lucifer, I'm not sure what that means."

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betterthanaplan

"It means I live on a boat and I have terrible luck," Duke said. "For instance: my girlfriend, who may or may not still be my girlfriend, is currently a raccoon."

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exasperangel

"The girlfriend Lucifer left LA with?" Linda checked.

A beat.

"I can't believe I just didn't even blink at 'raccoon'," she said.

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betterthanaplan

"That's impressive," Duke agreed. "And yeah, that's her. My, uh, hometown's kind of . . . horrifyingly weird. And hers is a dystopian nightmare. So we kind of got caught up in something that, uh. Changed the way I looked at her. Took me awhile to process." He shook his head. "Still processing it, honestly. And now she's a raccoon, so I can't even, like, talk it out with her."

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exasperangel

Linda sighed the sigh of a woman who had long since given up on people not using her for free therapy, and waved her glass at the waiter. It wasn't empty yet, but it soon would be.

"Maybe that's good," she offered, looking back at him. "Sometimes it takes time to figure out where you stand, and that's not always easy to do when the problem is standing right there in front of you."

Edited Date: 26 Oct 2020 16:40 (UTC)

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betterthanaplan

"Yeah, maybe." Duke shrugged. "Mostly it just kind of seems like my luck. I finally drag my ass back from Haven, escaping by the skin of my teeth, and one of my best friends is a basket case and my girlfriend's trying to exchange candy wrappers for donuts because her brain's the size of a walnut."

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exasperangel

The resignation to therapizing this man briefly fell away from her. "Basket case?" she echoed. "Please tell me Lucifer isn't having another meltdown."

The previous one might have been two thousand years for him, but definitely not for her.

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betterthanaplan

"I don't know about meltdown, but he's definitely something." Duke shook his head. "I mean, I'm not the best at reading him any damned day of the week." That was an understatement. "But I'd swear he's . . . hovering."

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exasperangel

"Ah," Linda said.

... and snickered.

Look, she was definitely moving past tipsy right now.

Snickered all the way into her mimosa, in fact.

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betterthanaplan

Duke watched her with a faint, slightly confused smile. "Yeah, he'd probably object strenuously to me saying so."

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exasperangel

"I'm very proud of him," Linda said tactfully, after she'd swallowed back a whole mouthful of orange juice and champagne, "for doing the mature thing and not staying in LA and hovering over Chloe until she speeds up her processing because he happens to feel lonely and sad."

She lifted her drink in a little salute. "But he came here for a reason, and you and your girlfriend are it. And she's a raccoon now."

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betterthanaplan

Duke snorted. "Octavia, sure. I'm pretty sure I just come along with the Octavia package."

He could be kind of dense sometimes. In his defense, Lucifer was also very repressed.

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exasperangel

"He brought you in to meet his therapist and his brother and called you a 'good cook' without a backhanded insult," said Linda, who knew Lucifer's repression extremely well, yes. "He brought you up in therapy multiple times. And now he's hovering."

She sipped her drink. "He really likes you. I think he just finds your girlfriend less scary because she's less verbal."

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betterthanaplan

"You might be the only person who's ever called Octavia the less frightening one," Duke said. "He really talks about me in therapy?"

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exasperangel

"Less frightening to him," Linda clarified. "And yeah. He had this whole freak-out about how you and Octavia didn't freak out about him being the Devil and--"

She waved her glass. "...That's probably confidential stuff." She snorted, took a sip, and eyed him. "Look," she said, "that man is perpetually terrified of bonding with other people and he will literally go to the ends of the Earth just to avoid admitting to it when it happens. Right now he's reaching out to you because he's had a horrible time, and he's freaking out about it. You just--"

Another wave.

"Either let that one run its course, or tell him to leave you alone."

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betterthanaplan

Okay, but that was still Duke and Octavia. Which didn't count.

Right?

"Nah, I don't mind it. I like hanging out with him. His family life is even more fucked up than mine is, and he's had a really rough time of it the last. . . ." He trailed off with a wince. "Two millenia. I still can't quite wrap my head around that bit."

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exasperangel

"And apparently he spent most of it demon-stalking you," Linda said, nodding along.

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betterthanaplan

"Well . . . a lot of people in Haven die. And end up in Hell."

Also hard to get his head around.

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exasperangel

"Yes, the disaster part you mentioned," Linda said. She stirred her drink. "Do you go to therapy?"

She was starting to get the suspicion he could use therapy.

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betterthanaplan

"I do," Duke said. "I frustrate Dr. Callahan on a regular basis. Though . . . I haven't been able to get ahold of her since I got back to Fandom. I don't know, maybe she's taking a break."

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exasperangel

"Well, if you speak to her again," Linda said lightly, "You might want to discuss why you're so desperate to disbelieve that your friend cares about you."

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betterthanaplan

"I'm not desperate!" Duke said. A little desperately. "I'm just -- not getting my hopes up. I've been burned before."

To say the least.

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exasperangel

"So has he," Linda said matter-of-factly. "That's why he's being so weird about you."

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betterthanaplan

"Well, he hasn't gotten a tattoo specifically to make sure he fits the profile of the man prophesied to kill me, so Lucifer's actually being less weird than some, lately."

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exasperangel

"... Okay, I'm starting to see what you mean by 'burned'," Linda said slowly. "Why did someone do that?"

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betterthanaplan

"Because my ex has no chill," Duke said. ". . . And also the ghost of my father did kind of try to talk me into killing his partner right before she was kidnapped. Haven's kind of -- special."

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exasperangel

"I bore an angel baby," Linda pointed out. "I want white wine. Do you want white wine?"

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betterthanaplan

"I am definitely not going to say no to some white wine," Duke said, looking around for a waiter. "Then maybe you can tell me how you and Amenadiel got together. I mean, I'm assuming it's not just because he's a fine piece of ass."

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exasperangel

A smiley-faced waiter walked up to them. Before she could ask anything, Linda said, "Please get us wine, now. White," and waved her off.

She looked back at Duke. "Does deflection always work for you?"

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betterthanaplan

"Not always," Duke said. "But a lot. I'm also very accomplished with weaponized obnoxiousness."

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exasperangel

"Well, I'm not telling you about Amenadiel and myself, that's personal," Linda said, "...though great asses do run in that family."

Definitely the champagne talking.

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betterthanaplan

"At least for those two, yeah," Duke agreed. "This is going to be either a really short or a really one-sided conversation if you don't tell me anything personal, you know."

They weren't actually in a therapy session, right?

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exasperangel

"We're not together anymore," Linda said, shooting him a wry look. "He's just my baby's dad."

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betterthanaplan

"Ah." Duke nodded. "Who you go on vacation with."

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exasperangel

Linda smiled a little. "We're still friends," she said. "But it upset Maze when we were together. And now having a relationship just... feels like more work on top of something we're doing that's already satisfying in its own right."

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betterthanaplan

"You and Maze must be pretty tight," Duke observed. "That how you got wrapped up in all this angel and devil business in the first place?"

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exasperangel

Linda snorted. "No, Chloe and Lucifer came to me about a case," she said, "and then I wound up sleeping with Lucifer."

She took her wine and took a sip. "... in exchange for therapy."

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betterthanaplan

Duke nodded slowly, taking a sip of his own wine. "World's oldest currency. At least it's fun to use."

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exasperangel

"And I don't have to tell you that man is like sex catnip," Linda muttered. She shook her head. "I thought he was just... using weird metaphors at first to talk about his crappy childhood. Then he showed me his Devil face."

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betterthanaplan

"Which is some fucked up shit, for sure," Duke said. "I might've reacted the same way at first, you know, if Fandom and Haven hadn't both broken me in for 'the world is full of very weird, terrifying things'."

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exasperangel

"It's not every day that you find out your patient is actually the Devil," Linda agreed, "... and your best friend really is a demon from Hell."

Outside, two bedraggled-looking angels began their trek back to the restaurant.

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betterthanaplan

“Or that the Devil’s family problems are eerily similar to your own,” Duke added.

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exasperangel

"God, you definitely need therapy," Linda said, laughing.

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my_own_advocate

The door opened to reveal Lucifer, his hair a mess, and Amenadiel, with a large bruise on his cheek.

They were grinning.

"Did you start on the wine without me?" Lucifer called.

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my_own_advocate

If we wind up needing this.

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my_own_advocate

Edited Date: 26 Oct 2020 04:32 (UTC)

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