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“… Lucifer, hm?” he murmured, pushing backwards in his chair to create an accommodating space to stand. The circling didn’t set proper with him because he recognized it for what it was. No, sitting in such an inferior position wouldn’t do. Thus, Bishop stood with his hands braced against the top of the chair whilst he tracked the fallen angel’s movements with an attentive stare. The feigned sweetness in Lucifer’s voice coupled with her extended hand was incentive to prompt an additional sigh from him.

”Yeah, likewise, I suppose. Though, I’m wondering if you’re intending to keep that up. My fangs are aching from the honey,” Bishop drawled, and accepted the fallen angel’s slender hand in his larger one for a brief, yet firm shake. Once his hand returned to its position on the chair, his fingers drummed gently to an ambiguous rhythm against the cushioning. “So, what’s the reason for this social visit?”

"I have heard tell my brethen have taken an interest in you," Lucifer tone fell from the sugar-sweet to something more casual and  she hummed a moment before taking a seat in the now vacated chair. "And some have even gone so far as to having taken a liking to you." Nothing in her voice said she had even the slightest issue with that, it was clear and blatant curiosity. She had no adversity to vampires or anything similar or supernatural, save for the demons. She never fulled cared for them and she never really considered them her children even if the massed deemed it so. To each their own beliefs, she supposed.

"Color me curious about you, Bishop," she said in the prior casualness as she curled a hand beneath her chin. Just moments to follow she leaned her head back, hand still in it's place, and resting her head on his hands -- not heavily and not to annoy, but simply that they were there.

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"Am I wearing some sort of perfume that screams, come converse with me suckers of blood candy?" Lucifer asked in a bored tone as she sensed Kol's presence, shifting her weight she turned to face the old vampire. This was the third vampire in a day, though this one was rather old. Older than dirt, well, dirt was pretty damned old. So, maybe not old as dirt -- but the sentiment of the metaphor did work.

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"Excuse you," Lucifer's tone held emphasis as she made a face of slight petulance over the correction, "I am not a Boston native, my vessel is though." Beatrix was born and raised in Boston, and every now and again the Boston accent slipped free -- and Lucifer often laughed over it.

Behaving? Lucifer had no clue what that was.

Well, she did, but she adamantly chose the opposite the vast majority of the time. She had never been one for the rules, or following them. Her time as the Ruler of Hell changed her view point on "abominations". Most times, humans were the abominations in the long run. Vampires, werewolves and near any other supernatural you could think up, were, to most Upstairs abominations. But, Lucifer, in all honest terms? Couldn't care less if you were gay, straight or a baby eating zombie -- though that last one she might smite on principal.

“Cute.” It wasn’t often the brunette found someone that could match the snark and sass she seemed to emit on a regular basis, and the Devil’s quip had a smile tugging at Katherine’s lips. “The one down the road? I would think the Devil had better taste than that— I much prefer the one on Beacon Street. They have a… tastier selection of treats, in my opinion, and the coffee’s pretty good as well.”  Her tongue slid across her bottom lip, head falling to the side. Biased aside, Lucifer wasn’t so bad— at least at the moment. The majority of the angels tended to call her ‘abomination’ or something of the like, and it was always the same repetitive bullshit that spewed out of their mouths over and over; threats of smiting if she didn’t behave. Ha. Behaving was never high on Katherine’s priorities. Where was the fun in that?

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"If you must know my reasons for being in Boston," Lucifer's features shifted as the snark left her lips, "I rather like the coffee here. Lovely cafe down the road."

There was pride in her face, her smile, as well as her voice as she grinned playfully at Katherine. If she was going to be honest, back in the Garrison or not, she was a tad antsy and a bit bored. She wanted adventure. She wanted conversation. She wanted a lot more than she found Upstairs as of late. Perhaps it was Nick's touch of humanity that made her a bit curious about food and drink, about human entertainment and the like.

“Are you ki— even better. I’m sure it’s a pleasure, Lucifer.” Her lips pursed into a thin line and one hand moved to settle against her hip while the other dangled by her side, fingers idly flexing. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the angels— well, no, there was a bit of biased against them when it came to Katherine’s way of thinking. Until she’d met her first angel, she’d refused to believe they existed. Now that she knew, she wasn’t a fan, perhaps a few exceptions here and there, but her main biased against the angels remained; Archangel or not. “And the second half of my question?” 

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"No," Lucifer fidgeted and glanced to her brother, "My apologies for not inviting you, I thought you were more a burger fan than a pizza fan. Unless you meant the watching idiots smite themselves?"

“— and you didn’t invite me. Have I upset you somehow? It wouldn’t be the first time.”

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“… —”

Bishop glanced up from his phone, though his hand remained curled around his cup of coffee. It felt as if something deep within his chest — no, his being — bristled in response to the addressing by his full name, let alone from a stranger. Who was this supposed to be? With a soft sigh, the former leader of Boston brought the cup to his mouth for a sip because he was more than content to take his time.

“… you’ve heard about me or there’s another reason,” he stated calmly, returning the cup to the table whilst flicking his eyes up again. “Care to tell me who you are before we continue with this riveting chat?”

Lucifer circled the elder vampire a moment, amusement danced in her features at his reaction. After a quick and final stride, the formerly Fallen stood before him, drawing her arms behind her and clasping her hands in one another as she rocked briefly on her feet -- ball to heel, ball to heel.  The stance had been a habit when she'd been in Nick's body for a vessel, perhaps just a habit in general given she was currently doing as much now. "Well, Bishop," she corrected herself from prior with a big smile, "They call me Lucifer."

She hardly needed to sift through his mind to know he'd been in Purgatory. It was in the vampire's eyes, and Lucifer was no longer weak; not in this vessel. Beatrix's compatibility granted her her full strength once more. It was refreshing in most ways, tiring in others. The more tiring aspect was how much of a human, a demon, a vampire, all of it she could see. "A pleasure to meet you," she laced her tone with sugar, clearly deliberate, as she extended her hand.

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Lucifer could not fight a grin from curving up the corners of her lips as Katherine's attitude fell from her, she barely fought a quiet laugh before composing herself. She wondered what the brunette's actions would be once which Angel she was left her lips.

"They call me the Morning Star," she said with a flap of her hand, still grinning -- almost ear to ear now, "Call me Lucifer if you prefer." Her tone was humored and nonchalant as her piercing blue eyes fell on Katherine with matching sentiment. She had a feeling this would be a vampire she might just be able to tolerate on more than one occasion. With that, a bag of black licorice formed in her hand and she plucked out a vine to chew on as she watched the brunette's mind work away. She would later blame Gabriel for her habit of sweets when speaking with anyone anymore.

“Fantastic— another one.” A slight huff escaped the brunette’s lips, hands at her sides as she shook her head, gaze anywhere but the angel in front of her— there was only one she’d found herself willingly wanting to spend time with and this was not them; older, more powerful, Katherine silently fought a battle with herself to reign in the attitude, but, of course, her mouth moved ahead of her brain, “I could turn that question right around; how about a name and what it is you want?” the question came out impatient, snappy and, quite honestly, rude. Pursing her lips, hands moved up to cross over her chest— she’d ignored the angels question. Clearing her throat, she lifted a hand to brush some curls from her face before settling the hand back in it’s original position before replying, “I prefer Katherine.”

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"It has indeed been awhile, you know me," the blonde said with amusement, "Watching idiots smite themselves and I found that Nick gave me a hunger for pizza. And Death recommended this lovely place in Chi-town."

“I haven’t seen you in a long time.”

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rains-xblood started following you

"So many vampires," Lucifer mused with a small smile. She found it odd to spot two of them seeking her in such a short time frame. Unlike her brethren, she did not find them abominations, not as she used to -- they were at least above demons. "And to what do I owe the presence of," there was a pause as Lucifer grazed for a name, "Katerina Petrova, though, now-a-days you don't go by that do you?"

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thisisntxcheckmate started following you.

Confusion for the most fleeting of moment crossed formerly Fallen's features as she regarded the man, no -- the vampire, that stood before her. He was the spitting image of the man she'd one taken for a host, a vessel. But, no, this was not Nick that stood before her. Lucifer craved to know who she was looking at right now, this mirror image of the man she'd spent time in. The man who left a semblance of humanity within her psyche in the Cage. She had never been one for most courtesies, whether she had the touches of humanity around her edges or not, thus she skimmed his mind for a name. 

James Ross Bishop. A little more skimming. Preferred to be called Bishop.

"And what can I do for you, James Bishop?" Lucifer asked as the confusion drifted and left her features, her tone a bit sarcastic as she moved a hand to perch beneath her chin.

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Back in the habit.

I am back, but I am essentially going to start anew! I'm going to clear out some of the old threads from my storylines, my apologies, but a lot went down and starting new like I plan is going to change some of what happened with my Lucifer. Feel free to unfollow if you like for that.

Also, new URL for here, hallucifications will still be followed! But, new URL: astrumoriens.

- Luci-mun

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Why should I follow this person, you ask?

You should follow Optimus Prime Dubois not simply because they are brilliantly written and have a wonderful amount of depth, but the writer - Tim’s creator - Brandon is an amazing human being. I cannot put into words how much Brandon’s friendship has meant to me, and how we haven’t know each other much more than a few months now… and yet, I still feel crazy connected to him as a writer and friend. And his character is so human and relatable, it’s ridiculous.

I know for a fact that I am not the only one who interacts with Brandon’s Tim that feels this way about both him and Tim.

And if you are not following Tim, and thus Brandon, you are beyond missing out on a glorious prospective friend. Just, yeah, follow Tim now. It is in your best interest, and I have no doubts that you will not regret following and interacting with Tim. And Brandon. And just. I could go on and on. But I won’t.

Just. Follow. Now.

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[ OOC ]

After a lot of thought, I'm going to attempt to see if I can get my Lucifer muse to agree with me by starting up a new thread with a friend. We came up with an idea and I like it, I just hope this will help me get my muse back. If it works out, I'll try cranking out what is in my drafts...   If you see nothing here in a few hours? Assume I couldn't get my muse back and go check out the one I've been at here.

If you want to contact me on Skype hover over this part.

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[ Indefinite Hiatus ]

I hate to do this, but my Lucifer muse has been off for some time... I do hope it comes back... but for the moment... I haven't been able to get her to cooperate with me. I'm not sure whats wrong. I've put a lot of my muses on indefinite hiatuses because my brain-to-muse situation is just not working...