Cape Rouge, Fandom, to Los Angeles (eventually), Monday Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had been having a nice day. A bottle of red. The galley. Something enjoyable to watch on his phone.

"Brother."

Lucifer had been having a nice day. And now he was up on the deck of the Rouge, barking into the phone. "Amenadiel," he said, "Don't you have a child to rear or something?"

"Charlie is fine," Amenadiel said, on the other side of the phone. "He's also in Los Angeles. As am I."

"Ah, so you've moved? How nice, LA weather is excellent this time of year," Lucifer said, already halfway to turning off the phone. "But this could have been an email. Now, if you'd excuse me, I have an excellent Orion Swift waiting for me--"

"No, I mean he is in Los Angeles," Amenadiel repeated slowly. "Our Los Angeles. Time has resumed flowing." His voice brightened considerably. "I'm so glad you've finally embraced your Godhood, Lucifer!"

Oh, no.

"Oh, no," Lucifer said.

[[ for them who live here, please ]]

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[okteiviakom]

"What's weather got to do with anything?"

She had probably heard that saying before, but... Well, brains were feeling a little scrambled.

[betterthanaplan]

"Metaphor, gona. He wants to let Amenadiel talk to her first." He started whisking the eggs, getting them good and scrambled -- like their brains! -- before adding the milk. "If you need more time to sulk, Luce, just let me know. I'll stop suggesting things."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm not-- sulking," Lucifer muttered, strained. "... But I would like to wait a bit before we call in the troops. So to speak."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia accepted Duke's explanation without further comment, although grateful to have gotten one. She'd just file the phrase away for later.

As for Lucifer... She nodded, vaguely. Didn't really look up from her chopping. (Bad things had happened recently when she'd gotten distracted while chopping something.) "We can do that."

[betterthanaplan]

“Absolutely,” Duke agreed. “We’ve here for you, man. Just let us know what you need.”

[my_own_advocate]

"Let's just," Lucifer said. "Let's just-- stay here for a day or two. Ah, contained."

Without letting the outside world in.

[okteiviakom]

Would anyone be surprised Octavia had significant doubts about whether that would help?

Didn't think so.

But she just nodded. Arguing wouldn't do much right now.

[betterthanaplan]

It might not help, but Duke was banking on it not hurting to let Lucifer have his not-a-sulk period.

“We can do that,” he said. “I even volunteer to run any errands that come up so you don’t have to.”

Such a sacrifice!

He started heating the oil in the pan for the frittata. “Let me know when that pepper’s ready.”