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Seivarden's wardrobe was a disgrace, frankly. Not because it was terrible, mind you, but because she clearly needed an upgrade, and Lucifer was in a giving mood.

(Lucifer was five minutes from wandering into the local police station to offer his services. This was probably a better outlet for the nagging desire to be kind and useful to something or someone.)

They arrived by portal midway into the morning, stepping out into the Manhattan streets. It was cold, but not debilitatingly so, with a sprinkle of snow coming down from the heavens. The kind of moment an angel... ... could really miss Los Angeles, actually.

[[ for that Radchaai, and with some ocd ]]

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my_own_advocate

So many stores, so little time...

Though Lucifer had a particular shop in mind for their first stop. After a short stroll down a few blocks, he gestured towards the building. "Because you wanted to go somewhere 'civilized'."

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1000yearstoolate

Of course she couldn't let Lucifer buy her things all the time, that would give completely the wrong impression, but she did need better gloves, and, well...

She couldn't afford them. Hopefully the flower shop would start bringing in money after the improvements.

Seivarden wasn't thinking too much about it right now, because the city itself couldn't be anything but distracting, if quite uncivilized. Not in a bad way, in the enjoyable one.

"Oh. Gloves." She grinned. "A better selection than what I've seen before, I'm guessing.

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my_own_advocate

"One of three stores in the city, and I believe they do custom work," Lucifer said, grinning brightly. (What? He was proud of himself for thinking of this.) "But you'll have to go inside to be certain, I suppose."

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1000yearstoolate

Of course Seivarden did. "Custom work? That's promising."

A quick glance on what was on display and she said: "I think I'll be able to find something here."

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my_own_advocate

"Just don't settle for mediocre," Lucifer said lightly. "You're not in New York every day."

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden gave Lucifer a look.

"I do have good taste, you know."

And proceeded to look closer at a few different styles.

"What do you think?"

Lucifer might not know much about Radchaai glove style, but he should at least be allowed an opinion.

"I'm not really a fan of long ones though."

Edited Date: 18 Jan 2020 07:59 (UTC)

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my_own_advocate

"You can have them sized smaller, I believe," Lucifer said, but he leaned over to inspect the ones Seivarden had indicated. "I like both of the florals," he mused. "Less predictable."

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1000yearstoolate

"Florals would also be good in the flower shop," Seivarden mused. "You know, I've been in uniform for so much of my life I haven't had the opportunity to pick out civilian gloves in a good shop for a long time."

She looked at Lucifer. "Are you sure floral ones aren't predictable? I mean, the velour ones would be, but they do come in nice colours."

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my_own_advocate

"Florals in general may be, but these aren't," Lucifer said, tilting his head to afford the gloves another look.

It had been over a century since human fashion had preferred them to the point where he'd paid attention to them. "It's not exactly a Walmart glove with a rose badly stitched on."

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden wrinkled her nose. "I don't know what Walmart is, but that sounds terrible."

She asked one of the staff to try a few of them out. Not that Seivarden even noticed, this was the kind of place and in the kind of city where someone male-presenting asking for floral-patterned gloves didn't get her a strange look.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer smiled, content to leave Seivarden to do whatever she needed to to pick some.

He did snag an elegant pair of leather men's gloves from one of the shelves after a moment or so. You never knew when they could come in handy.

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1000yearstoolate

Yes, Seivarden noticed that, and smirked.

Then she found the sexy underwear section.

"Lucifer?"

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my_own_advocate

"Yes?" Lucifer said, sliding up beside her.

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1000yearstoolate

"Those... aren't exactly something to wear in public."

That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, just an observation.

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my_own_advocate

"Ah," Lucifer acknowledged, smirking. "Naughty gloves. Do you want some?"

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1000yearstoolate

"Of course they are."

Of course Lucifer couldn't be expected to notice.

"Of course I want a pair. I'm sure I can find an opportunity to wear them."

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my_own_advocate

"Any number of opportunities, I imagine," Lucifer said, still smirking, pleased. "Any one pair catch your interest?"

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1000yearstoolate

"I'm thinking about these," Seivarden said. "They are longer than most of the ones I have, but it's not like I'd wear a lot of else with them."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled. "And it's sparkly," he said. "Not a bad choice."

Seivarden in nothing but sparkly see-through gloves? Pretty.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden leaned closer to Lucifer and whispered: "I can show you have to take them off."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer's eyes lit up. "I always love learning new tricks," he whispered back.

The joy of Seivarden's thing about gloves was that it opened up all kinds of new fun.

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1000yearstoolate

"I know you are," Seivarden said.

She looked at gloves on the counter that she had picked out, and the notes for the custom orders. Knowing that Lucifer probably intended to pay, which she definitely couldn't herself, she knew she would have to say something even if it was an awkward thing to bring up.

"I probably should get one of these credit cards at some point."

No, you shouldn't, Seivarden.

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my_own_advocate

"They do make life easier," Lucifer said, as he reached into his pocket to get out his wallet.

He had more money than he knew what to do with.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden smiled a little. "I'll pay you back."

She would never be able to and she knew that.

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my_own_advocate

"Of course," Lucifer said easily. "But for now, I'll front the costs, if that's all right."

He could tell it was a sensitive topic.

He paid with a smile, and waited as the cashier packed up their order - his own gloves included.

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1000yearstoolate

"Thank you. I appreciate the generosity."

Accepting the bag, she said: "Where to next?"

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my_own_advocate

"You'll need some good suits," Lucifer decided, strolling towards the exit. "And a coat."

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1000yearstoolate

"And here I'm going to rely on you."

She would have opinions on fabrics and colours though.

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my_own_advocate

"I'm not going to choose for you," Lucifer warned. "Just in case that's what you're implying."

He strode onto the pavement, walking towards a nearby fashion store.

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1000yearstoolate

"What I meant was, I'm going to trust your judgement, since I don't know much about the styles here."

Seivarden followed Lucifer.

"And the styles are all so... gendered."

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my_own_advocate

"Agreed," Lucifer said. He cast her a glance. "Suits tend to be aimed more at the male-presenting, though not always," he said. "We can always try somewhere else first."

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1000yearstoolate

"No, let's go to the place you have in mind... wait."

She stopped in front of a window displaying women's clothing.

"I like that coat." A wide coat, dark purple and thin red stripes, with a black teddy lining.

"Those boots would be nice too, if the heels weren't so high." Soft, red leather.

She looked at Lucifer.

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my_own_advocate

"I suppose we could go shoe shopping later," Lucifer mused. "You're going to have to try that on. See if it's fit to broader shoulders."

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1000yearstoolate

"Don't they have different sizes?" Seivarden asked while entering the store, then frowned. "Or do you mean it's for women only?"

At least she figured it out by herself?

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my_own_advocate

"I mean it was made with women's sizes in mind," Lucifer said, following right behind. "That doesn't mean we're obligated to humor the makers, it just means we might need a tailor."

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden glanced around the store. "Excuse me," she said to the person behind the counter. "That coat in the window? Do you think you might have it in a size that would fit me? I understand you don't have all sizes in this store."

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my_own_advocate

The woman behind the counter glanced from the coat to Seivarden and back again. Processed for a second, and then slapped on a smile. "That depends on your size," she said politely. "This way?"

She slid out from behind the counter and walked further into the shop.

Lucifer followed.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden smiled back. She knew she couldn't always expect staff to be polite and professional on Earth, but so far the experience had been good today.

"Do you know what size I have?" she whispered to Lucifer.

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my_own_advocate

There was a reason Lucifer had decided to do this in New York City, and not anywhere else. He'd already gathered that Seivarden had gotten more than her fair share of trouble, and accidentally tripping over a closed mind or two would defeat the whole purpose of this trip.

He tilted his head thoughtfully. "They use different sizing systems for men and women," he said. "But at a guess, I'd say 16 might do."

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1000yearstoolate

Waiting to see if one in the right size could be found, Seivarden leaned close and spoke quietly again:

"So far this city is more civilized than I'm used to on this planet."

If the woman had heard that comment she didn't show it, and instead held out a coat for Seivarden to try on.

"Are the sleeves too short?" She spun around slowly in front of the mirror. "Otherwise I think it fits. What do you say?"

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my_own_advocate

"Those sleeves could definitely use some more air," Lucifer said critically. "But a size bigger might be too much."

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1000yearstoolate

"Is that something that would be possible to change? I don't know much about tailoring here."

Or at home. Uniforms were made to fit, after all.

"Maybe it would be easier to look for something else."

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my_own_advocate

"We could get a size 18 and get a tailor to make it work," Lucifer said, ignoring that last part, because now it was a point of pride. "If you have one?"

The woman looked pained. "I think we might still have one?" she said. "I'll check in back, hold on."

And she was gone.

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1000yearstoolate

They did. Seivarden stepped out of the store with a coat in a bag, smiling at Lucifer. "The shopping is going really well, isn't it?"

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer grinned. "This was just the warm-up," he said. "I know this suit store--"

And then he heard his name being called.

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exasperangel

"There he is. With another one of his useless humans. I'm not surprised."

"Remy-- Remy, come back! Lucy!"

Lucifer's head whipped around towards the source of the noise. A young woman in decidedly not-local clothes came barreling down the street, pushing through the masses, pursued by a tall-- "Amenadiel? Remiel?"

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1000yearstoolate

"Yes, we..."

Seivarden pulled the handles of the bag up on her shoulder, and frowned as she saw Lucifer's reaction.

"Lucifer? Who are they?"

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my_own_advocate

"My brother and his irritating mini-me," Lucifer said, unconsciously moving to stand between them and Seivarden. "What in Father's name are you doing here? Did you run out of rabbits to sneer at, Remy?"

Mind you, he was looking straight at Amenadiel.

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exasperangel

Amenadiel held up placating hands. "Remy was just paying me a visit, and she, uh--"

"I'm not surprised I'd find you here around these pitiful humans," Remiel snapped. "Where's the unfortunate woman you impregnated? Talk fast, I don't have the patience to deal with you, brother."

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my_own_advocate

"What on Earth are you talking about?" Lucifer asked, pulling a face. Then looked at Amenadiel again: "What on Earth is she talking about?"

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1000yearstoolate

There were a few different things Seivarden wanted to say, but she felt she needed to address Remiel's comment first:

"Actually, I find the people in this city aren't too bad, compared to what I'm used to on Earth. But if you mean all humans..." she smiled impolitely, "...I think at least you should upgrade that pitiful weapon."

She leaned in to whisper to Lucifer: "Do you have a child?"

Edited Date: 18 Jan 2020 13:24 (UTC)

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exasperangel

Lucifer shot her a pained look that read I told you I didn't; you know I don't lie. Remiel simply ignored her, slamming her spear against the pavement.

"For the first time in millennia, I've sensed a new Celestial," she snapped. "A baby. Where is it, Lucifer? Tell me now."

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my_own_advocate

"And why, pray tell, would you think this baby is mine?" Lucifer said, sounding irritated.

He wasn't looking at Amenadiel. Doing so, hinting at anything, might put Linda - and her and Amenadiel's child - at risk.

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exasperangel

"You are the sluttiest of all Celestials," Remiel said flatly.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer's mouth dropped open. He did look at Amenadiel this time, albeit with shock. "That is so offensive on so many levels, sister," he said, "And a clear sign you need to get laid."

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1000yearstoolate

It was offensive. Seivarden had, being Radchaai and a Vendaai, rarely been so ignored in her life. Not that she was quite aware that this was what upset her, but she said, automatically slipping into the most condescending version of her accent:

"Now most civilized people can at least insult their siblings while showing some kind of taste. We're busy, go look for a baby somewhere else."

While Seivarden understood that Lucifer didn't appreciate his family much, she didn't want to overdo it. There was a difference when someone else insulted your siblings after all.

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exasperangel

"Shut up your human, Lucifer," Remiel snarled. Anger and irritation coursed through her, and her wings spread out from behind her in an instinctive reaction to it. They were brown and white, mottled with black, like the wings of an enormous peregrine falcon. "Doesn't he know he's in the presence of--"

"Remy," Amenadiel said sharply, startling into action. "No wings in public!"

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1000yearstoolate

"Your human?!"

Seivarden looked at Lucifer, then back at his sister, taking a step towards her.

Then the wings appeared.

"What?!" She was still angry but now also confused about how to act.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer made an irritated noise and he moved forward in tandem with Amenadiel, reaching for Remiel's wings--

--she yanked them back in in an instant. "Right, I forgot," she said.

"Yes, you've clearly not been here in some time," Lucifer said sharply, stepping back. "As for Seivarden, she is entirely her own human. Show a little respect."

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exasperangel

"Just because you have this absurd love of humans, does not mean the rest of us have to share your delusions," Remiel hissed.

With a sigh, Amenadiel put a hand on her arm. "Remy," he said. "Lucifer's right. Humans are actually not that bad."

Remiel gave him a sharp look. "You are the one who taught me that they were beneath us, brother."

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1000yearstoolate

"What?" Seivarden repeated. "Lucifer, is your family insane?"

She ignored that Amenadiel had actually supported Lucifer, because clearly it had been a recent change of heart.

"Oh, and I don't have a baby with him so go somewhere else and look for the poor thing."

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my_own_advocate

"I ask myself that question every day," Lucifer told her, and tilted his head. "Seivarden's right. There are no Celestial babies here, go bother someone else."

His eyes flicked to Amenadiel's in a silent we'll talk about this. Possibly also a if you endangered Linda... along the way.

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exasperangel

"Liar," Remiel snarled.

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my_own_advocate

Funny, how a single world could make Lucifer look so much more intimidating, like the extremely powerful angel that he was.

"Never," he snapped, "A liar."

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exasperangel

And in instinctive response, Remiel receded, became a little lesser. "I'm sure," she spat.

"Remy," Amenadiel said carefully, his eyes flicking from Lucifer to her and back. "Let's look elsewhere together. We can make it a hunt, like old times. You said the baby was somewhere in New York..."

"Yes," she said, taking a step back, eyes narrowed. "But if we find out Lucifer is involved--"

"Then I'm sure we'll be able to find Lucy again," Amenadiel said gently. "C'mon."

He pulled on her arm. She went with.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden saw Lucifer's reaction to his sister calling him a liar, and realized she would do her best not to cause him to react this way.

On the other hand, this was Seivarden

"Is everyone on your family like that?" she asked as she watched them leave.

And: "They call you Lucy?"

And, turning her head to look at him: "Is that what your wings look like?"

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer pulled out his phone, tapping out a quick message to Linda, telling her tersely to get the hell out of New York.

"Not everyone," he said finally, tucking the phone into his pocket. "And no. Mine are white."

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1000yearstoolate

"You know where that baby is?" Seivarden guessed. "Why does your sister want her?"

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my_own_advocate

"That baby," Lucifer said quietly, "Is Amenadiel's. It's rather a long and complicated story. As for why she wants it, I have no idea, but if Remiel is hunting it, that can hardly be good."

There was actual concern on his face.

Edited Date: 18 Jan 2020 15:54 (UTC)

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1000yearstoolate

"Do you need to do something about it?"

She really didn't want to end this trip, but if a niece needed rescuing from a crazy aunt that was more important.

Despite not being very perceptive, it was still obvious from the look on Lucifer's face that it was important.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer reached for his phone again and noted Linda's answer.

He took a deep breath.

"No," he said. "Amenadiel will deal with this, and the mother is leaving town as fast as she possibly can."

His mouth flashed a tired grin in Seivarden's direction. "Sorry about all the family drama, darling."

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden gestured it away before taking a step closer and wrapping her arms around Lucifer's waist. "I've dealt with other people's difficult families before."

She wrinkled her nose. "Actually, that 'your human' was new. What was that about?"

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my_own_advocate

"Remiel sees your kind as lesser beings, foolish, useless and easily steered. And I am the great manipulator, of course," Lucifer said.

Back into his pocket went the phone. He managed a slight smile for Seivarden, turning his head. "So clearly, you can't be here of your own free will."

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1000yearstoolate

"Here? What, with you?"

She laughed.

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my_own_advocate

"Yes," Lucifer said, a little amusement creeping into his own voice. "Honestly, it must be such a boring and superior world, where humans somehow can't make choices of their own."

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1000yearstoolate

"I don't know how much choice I have or what's in Amaat's hands, but I'm quite sure I decided to be here today."

She leaned close to give Lucifer a quick kiss.

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my_own_advocate

"I'm aware," Lucifer said, grin fond. "As you might recall, my family and I have our disagreements."

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1000yearstoolate

"I do recall," Seivarden said. "And now I understand why."

She took a step back, smiling.

"Can you do that with your wings too?"

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my_own_advocate

"Yes, but it's rather rude to pull them out willy nilly. Might give people wing-envy," Lucifer said, turning around to face her with a smile. "Shall we go see about those suits? I need to work the family out of my system."

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1000yearstoolate

"Yes, we should. Now you have another reason."

She grinned.

"I'm really pleased with what we've found so far."

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my_own_advocate

After a long and very productive shopping trip, Lucifer had mostly pushed the encounter with his siblings out of his head. Linda, from what he could tell from her terse messages, had taken a train down to DC, to fly home to Los Angeles.

That left him and Seivarden at a very nice hotel near Central Park. He shoved open the door to their room-- "Finally, a hotel with a decently-sized minibar."

Edited Date: 18 Jan 2020 16:49 (UTC)

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden followed him and placed the bags she was carrying on the floor by the door.

"I do need a drink," she said, then tugged at Lucifer's arm to pull him close for a kiss.

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my_own_advocate

"Well, hello," Lucifer chuckled against her mouth, arms wrapping around her waist.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden laughed softly, pushing her coat off her shoulders, then Lucifer's, while kicking off her shoes.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer grinned, removing his own jacket as well, casting it towards the bed. "Might as well annoint our nice new hotel room."

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1000yearstoolate

"It has a nice view," Seivarden said, starting to unbutton Lucifer's shirt.

"It's been a good day so far. Apart from your family." She laughed again, trying to get another kiss.

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my_own_advocate

"Yes, let's not bring them up in the middle of foreplay, shall we?" Lucifer asked, nudging her gently towards the bed.

But only a few steps. They were in no hurry, and he wanted to distract himself.

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden pushed Lucifer's shirt off his shoulders, tugging it down to fall on the floor, then wrapped her arms around his neck, and jumped up to wrap her legs around him. He was taller than her and strong enough for for this, not everyone was and she liked to take advantage of that.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled, grasping her hips to keep her upright. Took a few more steps in a different direction and pressed her up against the wall, kissing her soundly.

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1000yearstoolate

Pulling off her gloves behind Lucifer's back without much finesse, Seivarden went on to unbutton her own shirt with one hand, her other arm around Lucifer's neck, still kissing him.

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my_own_advocate

"So would it be appropriate," Lucifer mused, "If you put those sparkly ones on...?"

One of his hands managed to slide into the back of Seivarden's trousers.

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1000yearstoolate

"Yes." Seivarden laughed. "But I'm going to save those for later."

Her shirt now open, she continued with her pants. "But I want something else first."

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my_own_advocate

"And what is it you desire?" Lucifer asked, before burying his face in her neck with kisses and bites.

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1000yearstoolate

First she gasped, her bare fingers in Lucifer's hair, then Seivarden said:

"Take me in your mouth."

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my_own_advocate

"As you wish," Lucifer said, half-teasing, retreating from the wall so he could lay Seivarden out on the bed, her legs over the edge.

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1000yearstoolate

She pushed down her pants and underwear a little, supporting herself on her other arm.

"Are you going to make me wait?" Seivarden asked, looking up at Lucifer.

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my_own_advocate

"I could." Lucifer sounded amused, even as he knelt by the edge of the bed and bent over her length, his breath warm against the skin.

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1000yearstoolate

"Don't."

A while later Seivarden lay stretched out on the bed, naked but for a pair of sparkly mesh gloves. She held up a hand, admiring the glove.

"I forgot about the drinks."

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my_own_advocate

"Subtle as always, my dear," Lucifer sighed, sliding off the bed to go padding towards the minibar.

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1000yearstoolate

She felt relaxed, comfortable, but also well aware that she offered a nice view draped across the bed.

"I like these. I'll show you how to take them off later."

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my_own_advocate

"So there really is a special way to take off gloves in bed?" Lucifer asked, squatting by the minibar.

The bottles were much bigger.

He picked a nice scotch. "You weren't just holding that over my head to get me back into bed?"

Not that it was hard, to be fair.

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1000yearstoolate

"Mostly," Seivarden said, adding teasingly: "With the bottle."

She pushed herself up. "Not specifically to a bed, of course. You can use it before reaching the bed."

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my_own_advocate

"Thank you for the clarification, I was wondering," Lucifer teased, devilish smirk back on his face as he stretched back up and took a moment to appreciate the picture of Seivarden, stretched out and relaxed on that bed.

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1000yearstoolate

"Not that I don't think you can't come up with a few ideas yourself," Seivarden said, looking back at Lucifer. "I know you can be quite creative."

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my_own_advocate

"And I have a terrible oral fixation," Lucifer said, striding back to the bed.

He passed Seivarden a glass.

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1000yearstoolate

She snorted, accepted the glass, sipped from it.

"I know." Seivarden grinned and scooted to one side to make space for him.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer took that space gladly, topping up his own glass before setting the bottle aside in the nightstand.

"I'd hope so," he said, smirking. "I was listening earlier."

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1000yearstoolate

"You did."

Seivarden leaned over to kiss Lucifer, letting it last, and softly biting his lower lip.

"I'd like to ask something though," she continued when she pulled away.

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my_own_advocate

"All right," Lucifer said, tilting his head with amused curiosity.

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1000yearstoolate

"Would you show me your wings?"

She took a sip from her drink.

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my_own_advocate

There was a moment of silence.

"I haven't taken them out in quite a while," he said, "and I'd rather keep it that way."

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1000yearstoolate

"Why?"

She made a gesture with her hand.

"If you don't want to tell me, it's fine."

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my_own_advocate

Another short silence, as Lucifer considered taking the easy way out he'd just been offered.

"Because I've had a very complicated time of late," he said at last, "And I'm not sure what I'll find."

Actually, he was terrified.

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1000yearstoolate

"What you'd find?" Seivarden said, confused and a bit curious.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer took a big gulp of his drink.

And then another one, to be sure.

"Well, there's really no use in pretending like the angel thing is just some quirky thing I bring up to look charming," he said. "I told you my kind can't have children. Yet my brother has fathered one. That didn't strike you as strange?"

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1000yearstoolate

"Now that you mention it, yes."

She added: "It all just seemed complicated."

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my_own_advocate

"It is, you're not wrong about that," Lucifer said, dropping back onto the bed. "Angels can self-actualize. It's a therapy term, apparently."

Today had reminded him that he missed Linda dearly.

"To put it in layman's terms, we are whatever we feel we are. Good, bad, angelic, human. My brother went through a bad patch some time ago. He thought God had essentially brought him down to human. And so human is what he became."

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1000yearstoolate

Seivarden, trying to grasp this, said:

"And what do you think you are?"

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my_own_advocate

"If I knew that," Lucifer said wryly, casting a glance towards Seivarden, "I'd look."

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1000yearstoolate

"Wouldn't looking let you know?"

Seivarden still didn't quite get this.

"So is it about being an angel or a human?"

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer stared at the ceiling.

"How long have you been on the island?"

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1000yearstoolate

"About two and a half years," Seivarden replied. Why?"

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my_own_advocate

"And by the sounds of it, it's been two and a half years of you being told that you aren't right, that you need to change and reshape yourself to the island, that whatever it is you feel isn't acceptable, or maybe something even worse," Lucifer drawled.

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1000yearstoolate

"That's a good description, yes."

She rolled over on her side, looking at Lucifer.

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my_own_advocate

"Now imagine getting that for billions of years from your own family," Lucifer said, still studiously staring up. "And then you make a mistake."

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1000yearstoolate

"What kind of mistake," Seivarden asked, not really wanting to think about the experience Lucifer had just described.

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my_own_advocate

"I killed someone. A human. Something I swore I'd never do."

Even if Cain had been a horrendous asshole.

From:

1000yearstoolate

"You must have had a reason to," Seivarden said.

She had killed people, of course. That had been part of her job. It was different when it was for a purpose.

From:

my_own_advocate

"And yet I keep wondering if my family is right," Lucifer said. He wasn't even speaking to Seivarden as much as he was to-- himself? Maybe. "That this is proof that I'm a monster."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"A monster? For killing someone?"

Seivarden looked genuinely confused. "I'm not saying it's right to kill people generally, but there are circumstances in which it can be called for and..."

"A monster?"

From:

my_own_advocate

"I suppose it is rather ridiculous when you put it like that," Lucifer said, the joking in his voice more a reflex than reality.

He brought his glass up to his mouth and took a big sip.

From:

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden leaned back and sipped her drink too.

"I have to say, your family... I can't imagine what it must be like."

She continued:

"As you said, people have been telling me since I arrived that I'm wrong, but I didn't believe them. I mean, of course I've completely fucked everything up, but it has nothing to do with that, or what they say."

She turned her head to look at Lucifer.

"I still don't get the part about being a monster."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer let out a long breath, staring up at that ceiling. Trying to make sense of his own thoughts, trying to figure out if he had anything to say to that.

"Of course you don't," he said finally. "Unlike everyone else on this planet, you have no idea of who I am."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"You're famous for something? Is that it? Has it anything to do with that killing?"

No, she had no idea.

From:

my_own_advocate

"No," Lucifer said. Bringing up his glass again, realizing it was empty, refilling it. "Not with the killing."

From:

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden held out her hand for the bottle.

"What then?"

She refilled her glass, almost to the brim.

"Now, I don't know you very well yet, but your family seems... not very loving? I can't say much about what the rest of the planet thinks, because I don't know."

She hadn't really expected this kind of conversation. It was so complicated when lovers started talking about families who didn't care about them and all sorts of difficult things she couldn't really relate to.

"It would be easier if you told me."

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my_own_advocate

Sorry, Seivarden. You'd met him at a weird time in his life.

"Well, according to the most popular religious text on this planet, I am the source of all evil, darling," Lucifer said, fixed on a fake smile, and looked at Seivarden.

From:

1000yearstoolate

"Is this a religious thing?" Seivarden asked, now even more confused. "Why would you be the source of all evil? Did you do something else?"

From:

my_own_advocate

"Had a difference of opinion with my Father, who created the universe," Lucifer said, rubbing at his forehead. "Maybe led a minor rebellion."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"So you led a rebellion against your father and people believe him when he says your evil?"

Not that rebellions weren't serious, and she had personally killed officers for disobeying orders, but this...

"That just sounds mean. I know it's complicated, but I'm not going to care about someone who deals with family conflicts like that, especially not someone who claims to be the one and only god."

Monotheism, really. She might also be a bit tipsy. But Lucifer had been kind and generous to her since they met, not to mention fun and sexy, and considering all the pointless things that was going on on this planet, she felt she could just as well just support him.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer thought of Chloe and her eyes as he'd shifted into Devil face, and knew well enough it wasn't that easy.

But he was on vacation. He was owed some time distracting himself with someone who believed him when he said who he said he was, and yet had no reason to care about it.

"From your lips to humanity's ears, I suppose," he said, and rolled onto his side, and reached for Seivarden so he could kiss her.

From:

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden kissed him back, doing her best to keep the hand that held her glass steady.

"I still didn't get the part about the wings," Seivarden mumbled against his lips, a little distracted.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer sighed. "Do you want me to depress you more?" he said. "Because I'm rather tired of doing that."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"You're not depressing me," Seivarden said, emptying her glass, then reaching for Lucifer's to do the same. "I just think saying you're a monster because your family thinks so is just..."

She gestured with the hand holding her now empty glass.

"Or maybe I'm just being selfish."

From:

my_own_advocate

"No," Lucifer said, sitting back. Idly reaching for the bottle without really looking at it. "Because I feel guilty."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"Guilty?"

She wasn't good at dealing with people being guilty. At least none of this was about her, so maybe it was best just to let him talk.

She was also curious, for some reason. She wasn't sure why, but maybe it was those wings.

From:

my_own_advocate

"Because I crossed a line I had always pledged not to cross," Lucifer said, holding his hand out for his glass back. "Because someone I care for deeply saw me as I was in that moment, and now she can't look at me the same way again."

His mouth curved, not with any particular joy, more to himself than anything else.

From:

1000yearstoolate

Oh, this was getting complicated.

"Actually, and this might sound harsh, but I think you should just get over it. Distract yourself, probably."

She leaned over to place a kiss on his shoulder.

"I know I don't know you very well, but I haven't seen any monstrous about you, in fact you've probably been the most understanding person I've met on this island."

Tisarwat possibly excluded.

From:

my_own_advocate

"And that is why I came here," Lucifer said, looking up at her with a slightly warmer smile. "Especially since you are an excellent distraction."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"Any particular way you want to be distracted right now?"

Smiling, Seivarden leaned in to kiss him. Probably best to leave all that family stuff before Lucifer got even more upset about it.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled softly into the kiss.

"I wouldn't mind taking it nice and slow," he said, his fingers brushing over the back of Seivarden's head as he set the glass aside with the other hand. "Right up until you fuck me for all you're worth."

From:

1000yearstoolate

"That's a good plan."

Seivarden reached across Lucifer to get rid of her own glass, then moved to straddle him, pushing him down on to his back.

"At some point I want to see those wings though."

She was really clueless sometimes. No, actually, a lot of the time. Perhaps being good in bed compensated?

From:

my_own_advocate

"Some other time, perhaps," Lucifer said, his smile turning briefly melancholic again.

From:

1000yearstoolate

"I'll hold you to that," Seivarden said, ignoring the 'perhaps'. But she did lean in for slow kiss while running a gloved hand down his chest.

From:

my_own_advocate

And Lucifer was happy to leave the melancholy behind, fingers trailing down Seivarden's shoulders.

"I definitely like these gloves," he whispered, peering down for a moment.

From:

1000yearstoolate

"So do I," Seivarden said, pulling back from the kisses she had continued down his neck.

"But I do think it's time you took them off."

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer sighed softly, his fingers sliding down her arm, slow and deliberate until they found the edge of one glove and curled under the fabric. "I'll just have to trust you on that, won't I?"

From:

1000yearstoolate

"Don't you?"

Seivarden smiled, holding out her hand. She shivered a little when his fingers reached the glove.

"You really are beautiful," she said quietly.

From:

my_own_advocate

"Thank you," Lucifer said, pulling the glove slowly along her arm until it slipped over her fingers. "I find sex with attractive people brings it out in me."

From:

my_own_advocate

Some spoilers for Lucifer season 4, 'Orgy Pants to Work' and 'Devil Is as Devil Does' in this post, la.

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