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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 ]]

Re: An Interruption

Date: 18 Jan 2020 16:11 (UTC)
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"Here? What, with you?"

She laughed.

Re: An Interruption

Date: 18 Jan 2020 16:18 (UTC)
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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.

Re: An Interruption

Date: 18 Jan 2020 16:26 (UTC)
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"I do recall," Seivarden said. "And now I understand why."

She took a step back, smiling.

"Can you do that with your wings too?"

Re: An Interruption

Date: 18 Jan 2020 16:37 (UTC)
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"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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