If I may play the me's advocate for a moment...

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

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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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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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"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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"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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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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"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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"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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"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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"Liar," Remiel snarled.

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

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"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.

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"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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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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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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"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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"Here? What, with you?"

She laughed.

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

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