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my_own_advocate) wrote2020-11-25 06:39 am
my_own_advocate) wrote2020-11-25 06:39 am
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Reno, Nevada, Wednesday - and New York City, 1946
Somewhere along the line, Monday's moment of fleeing - embarrassingly, to the top of one of the school towers for a moment, before Lucifer regained some of his sanity - had turned into a car ride. Just... sitting in his classic Corvette, thundering down the highway, clearing his head of old memories and other cobwebs he didn't need.
And then he'd kept on driving. Day had turned into night, and into day again. Now he was here.
He eyed the apartment door in front of him warily for a moment longer. Right. Why had he thought this was a good idea, again?
She saved him from himself by opening the door. "I should've known you couldn't resist," drawled the old woman behind that door, both recognizable and utterly anything but. "You sentimental old fool."
His mouth curved briefly, almost an apology. "Lilith," he said.
"Just get in here," she sighed. "I'm tired."
She really did look old, he reflected, as he sat down in her living room and she made tea. Here in this small, dime-a-dozen apartment, busying herself over the stove, she didn't even look like the Lilith he remembered.
She looked like she was dying.
"So," he said. "Did your experim--"
"It didn't work out," Lilith cut him off sharply. "And I'm not in the mood to talk about it. Why are you here?"
"A trip down memory lane, I suppose," Lucifer said slowly. "I've been... reminded recently of old times. The years before we met, and the time we did."
The tea cup made a rather loud noise as Lilith set it down in front of him. "That doesn't sound like you," she said. "More like a terrible idea."
"Mm," Lucifer hummed. "Did I ever thank you properly for what you did for me?"
She sat down opposite him and studied him. She sipped her tea thoughtfully. "I always knew you'd go soft one day." She set the cup down. "I gave you an army. That is all."
"An army I didn't know I'd need," Lucifer said quietly. "An army that made sure I wasn't utterly alone." It was his turn to look at her, to categorize all the lines in her face that were new, the grayness of her hair. "Have you reconsidered...?"
"No," she said flatly. "Let my children remain motherless."
And so they talked. It wasn't long. Lilith had never been a woman of great patience, and they did not have as much to say to one another as he had hoped. As he only just realized he had hoped.
All the while, he was utterly unaware anyone was playing with portals many miles back in the direction where he'd came from.
[[ open to two folks who know who they are. the ensuing threads are based off of Lucifer 5x04, 'It Never Ends Well For The Chicken'. ]]
And then he'd kept on driving. Day had turned into night, and into day again. Now he was here.
He eyed the apartment door in front of him warily for a moment longer. Right. Why had he thought this was a good idea, again?
She saved him from himself by opening the door. "I should've known you couldn't resist," drawled the old woman behind that door, both recognizable and utterly anything but. "You sentimental old fool."
His mouth curved briefly, almost an apology. "Lilith," he said.
"Just get in here," she sighed. "I'm tired."
She really did look old, he reflected, as he sat down in her living room and she made tea. Here in this small, dime-a-dozen apartment, busying herself over the stove, she didn't even look like the Lilith he remembered.
She looked like she was dying.
"So," he said. "Did your experim--"
"It didn't work out," Lilith cut him off sharply. "And I'm not in the mood to talk about it. Why are you here?"
"A trip down memory lane, I suppose," Lucifer said slowly. "I've been... reminded recently of old times. The years before we met, and the time we did."
The tea cup made a rather loud noise as Lilith set it down in front of him. "That doesn't sound like you," she said. "More like a terrible idea."
"Mm," Lucifer hummed. "Did I ever thank you properly for what you did for me?"
She sat down opposite him and studied him. She sipped her tea thoughtfully. "I always knew you'd go soft one day." She set the cup down. "I gave you an army. That is all."
"An army I didn't know I'd need," Lucifer said quietly. "An army that made sure I wasn't utterly alone." It was his turn to look at her, to categorize all the lines in her face that were new, the grayness of her hair. "Have you reconsidered...?"
"No," she said flatly. "Let my children remain motherless."
And so they talked. It wasn't long. Lilith had never been a woman of great patience, and they did not have as much to say to one another as he had hoped. As he only just realized he had hoped.
All the while, he was utterly unaware anyone was playing with portals many miles back in the direction where he'd came from.
[[ open to two folks who know who they are. the ensuing threads are based off of Lucifer 5x04, 'It Never Ends Well For The Chicken'. ]]