BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Lucie and Thanatos 'Death'
Where: Lucie's "Home"
When: 11/15 evening

Since the big apocoliptic battle had ended Lucie spent a while cleaning up the mess from the trhe fall out,then decided she still wanted to go back the basics of collecting high prized souls and Lilah Morgan's was top of her list. She wasn't worried about Wolfram and Hart,they wouldn't save her from dying and they'd hand her soul over since Lucie was older and more powerful than them.

So she brought Thanatos back to life as a human and made sure he had most of his memories in tact and she gave him a full arsenal of weapons as a bonus. Lucie was sure she'd get what she wanted this time,but the only thing standing in her way was the fact that Lindsey 'pretty boy' McDonald might try to do something stupid like save her.

She called Thanatos into her office. "Welcome back, you clear on what I want you to do?" she asked him as she leaned back in her chair.

Who: Thanatos 'Death' and Lucie
Where: Lucie's "Home"
When: 6/18, Backdated

After discovering where the final seal to release his final sibling was, or, rather, who it was in, Thanatos had went into a driving sort of mode in order to finally find her and break the seal. It was what he was made to do, after all. Once he was out, there was a driving force within him to find his final sibling, let them out, and destroy the earth.

Which meant that his little 'arrangement' with Lucie would have to be put back on the back burner, permanently. Besides, this 'Lilah' would be taken care of quickly enough. He had only agreed to do it until he found the seal, after all. Now that the seal was found, he had better things to spend his time on.

Who: Lucie and Vikki
Where: Eden
When: 5/26, Evening

Vikki was really starting to like this place. In her future, she had been kept so busy that she hadn't really had time to go out to clubs all that much. Lindsey had helped her re-enroll in school (he didn't think it was a good idea for a girl her age to just run around all day and night with nothing to do), but she still wasn't involved in all of the activities that her mother had made her start, so she still had oh so much time to actually have to herself.

She had come here with a few girls from school, but now they were dancing with different guys, and, well, she just wasn't really into the 'goth' type. So, after turning some guy down for a dance, she had grabbed a table to herself and was sipping at her drink, some fruity concoction created especially for this club, but she hadn't caught the name of it. She had the weird feeling that she was being watched, but she tried to ignore it.

Who:Lucie and Lindsey
Where: Eden
When:7pm Friday night

A few days after her meeting with death, Lucie decided to send Lindsey an invite to meet her. She sent him an email with a time and the place where she'd be. Once that was done Lucie took some time making herself as presentable as possible. Lucie arrived at Eden just before seven and grabbed a seat at the bar.

She ordered a blue hurricane drink and scoped out the bar while she waited for Lindsey. As far as a plan she didn't have much of one, other than to distract Lindsey long enough so that death could get to Lilah. Lucie found that a short dress and an endless supply of booze was an ample distraction for most men.

It was just about seven as Lucie continued to people watch and sip slowly at her hurricane. She was fairly certain that Lindsey would show up, although if he didn't for some reason, she would just go to him if she had to.

Who:Lucie OT Death
Where: Lucie's throne room/office in hell
When: Saturday Night, Jan 30th


Lucie was in her throne room slash office in hell and she was looking over video footage of how the horsemen were doing with their particular tasks so far. Most of the tasks seemed to be going quite well. When she got to Death's special assignment of killing one Lilah Morgan,she sighed heavily. She paused the DVD and sent a minion out to tell Death that she was demanding his presence for a meeting.

While Lucie waited for him to show up she reviewed the DVD and tried to think of a good way to deal with this problem. She was pacing in front of her flat screen TV a little when he walked into the throne room slash office. Lucie looked at her watch then at him, glaring a little. "You're late.."

Who: Lucie & Azrael, TBC in tags
Where: Hell
When: Monday evening (Dec. 14th, backdated)

With his tie at half-mast, the shirt collar unbutton, his suit coat drapped across the back of the chair, Azrael looked more rumpled than usual. It was probably due to the fact that the fallen angel was lieing to his boss, someone who's side he'd been at for millenia, slept next to for millenia, and in some twisted way, loved for millenia. But Azrael could not, would not, let Lucie go through with this plan to release all four of the Horsemen. Humanity had it's flaws...but that's exactly what made them human, he thought as he watched Clarity Myles on Lucie's large screen television.

Lucie came in from making a few deals on earth and checking in on how the circles were doing. She walked into the throne room, and looked at Azrael.

The fallen angel changed the channel, pretending as if he had been checking on Priscilla and Thanatos. Priscilla's...destruction, was a little more widespread and noticable than Thantos', which was honestly to be expected given the differences in their nature. His usual stoic expression was in place, his voice monotone, "...Everything is proceeding as planned."

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Who: Azreal OT: Lucie & Willow
Where: Avarice
When: Friday evening (Nov. 20)

The fallen angel felt...out of place in this club. Despite actually dressing for the occasion in more than his usual suit, tie, and trench coat, Avarice was by far, not his scene. Give him a bar or an English pub that played blues any day. At any rate, Azrael was dressed in a lightweight dark gray sweater, dark jeans, and boots, standing next to Lucie who was, of course, dressed to the nines.

Who: Lindsey OT Lucie
Where: Wolfram & Hart, Hospital Wing
When: Wednesday Night, Nov. 18

Lindsey was getting to the point to where he would be getting out of the hospital soon. With the magic he was practicing, he was actually healing at quite the exceptional rate. He actually had feeling in his toes again when, when he was brought to the hospital before, he had none. He was certainly going to be out of here for the annual New Year's party that he usually attended. It might even double as his 'coming out' party, although he doubted anyone even expected him to be there, other than the people he had RSVP'd to.

He had actually been working on a transmutation spell until he felt a presence near by. Actually, it was quite a familiar one. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up when he felt something watching him. "It's alright to come out, Ms. Lucie." Amusingly enough, he was trying to turn an apple into an orange. It seemed like a funny way to practice that, after all.

Who: Lucie OT Azrael
What: Telling Azrael about her meeting
Where: Lucie’s bedroom in hell
When: After her meeting Willow

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Who: Willow and Lucie
What: An unexpected meeting
Where: Avarice
When: A crowded Saturday night
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Who: Azrael & Pierce Japhrimel OT: Luci & the Four
Where: Random coffeeshop
When: Saturday evening
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He sat at one of the little tables outside the coffeeshop, a cup of your standard brew sat in front of him, steaming and untouched since he ordered it. Azrael didn't exactly blend in, but the fallen angel really didn't see the need. It wasn't his job as Lucifer's Right Hand to blend in. It was his job to assist and protect.

Azrael waited until an attractive young man sat at his table and anyone who knew Tierce Japhrimel would almost say that this man who sat down would be a dead ringer for the exiled dragon. Indeed, in all physical details Pierce Japhrimel was identical to his brother. However, as said before, anyone who knew Tierce would know for a fact that Pierce could not be his brother for his clothing appearance was the complete opposite: His face was devoid of any make-up or piercings and appeared fresh faced, unassuming. Not a thread of dark clothing adorned his body. In fact, Pierce's clothing was as unassuming as the rest of him: Plain t-shirt, plain dark jeans, and plain black boots. If it wasn't for the dragon's hair, no one would notice him in a crowd.

The fallen angel pushed the mug of coffee toward the dragon and merely said, "Drink this." Pierce lifted a brow in reaction, "And what's this?"

"Assurances that you'll tell the Truth." Pierce laughed in reply, "Oh, someone hasn't done his homework." Azrael tilted his head, "Your clan, specifically, are notorious for skirting and manipulating the Truth. Drink the coffee or your audience with Lucifer ends now." Amusement was still plain on Pierce's face, but he complied, lifting the mug of java to his lips and downed the contents.

"Happy?" The dragon asked as he replaced the mug on the table. The fallen angel made no verbal reply. He simply stood and took a step back, leaving the previously occupied chair available for his master.

Who: Eve OT Lucie
Where: Eden
When: Thursday night

A club named Eden. A demon named Eve. It really was just too much to pass up. All she needed was to find her personal Adam for the evening and she could show him a few delights even the Tree of Knowledge wouldn't have given up. The place was pretty well packed for a Thursday night and, as she sucked a cherry into her mouth and idly used her tongue to tie a knot in the stem, her eyes narrowed into slits as she gazed around, feeling out the energy at the bar.

She was dressed in white tonight, and with a face as angelic as hers, she carried off the innocent look well. That was, if inspiring men to want to defile something so young and pure was "carrying it off well".

And that was when she felt it, that not-so-subtle shift in energy that had her wanting to slam her head against the bar…or run for cover. "Fucking great," she sighed under her breath and then motioned for the bartender. "Bring me a double."

Who: Lucifer, Lindsey
Where: Paradise Bar Downtown Los Angeles
What: Lucie meeting with Lindsey
Status:complete

After another day of processing souls and generally over seeing things in hell, Lucie decided that she needed a break. Lucie's best way to unwind after a day of dealing with whiney souls and paperwork, was to go to earth and mingle around the mortals.

Tonight was no different with the exception that she had come to Paradise bar to see a man about a plan. She had it on good authority that Lindsey McDonald liked to frequent this particular bar for the drinks. Lucie had convinced Azrael to let her go see the lawyer alone, she was technically one of Wolfram and Hart's oldest and most dangerous clients. She'd been wanting to meet Lindsey for some time now, after watching him off and on since he joined the firm.

Lucie walked into the bar she was dressed to the nines in a perfect figure hugging little black dress, and matching black stiletto pumps. She smiled as pretty much everyone in the bar watched her walk over to the bar. Lucie smiled at the bartender as she sat down next to Lindsey on the empty barstool to his right. "Hey Billy, Bloody Mary and make it quick." The bartender nodded and went off to make her drink, as Lucie swiveled effortlessly on her barstool to face Lindsey.

She smiled at Lindsey. "So you're the second half of Wolfram and Hart's infamous twosome? Lindsey McDonald... I've wanting to meet you for ages." The bartender set her drink in front of her with a smile.

Who: Lucie, Azrael, and Helen Holt
Where: The Tree of Knowledge bookstore
When: Sunday evening

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Who: Azrael & Lucie
Where: The warehouse district
When: Sunday evening

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Who: Azrael, Lucie & introducing Pierce Japhrimel
Where: Jolt!Coffee
When: Thursday afternoon

If Tierce's girlfriend, Sin, were to walk into Jolt!Coffee that afternoon, she'd be pleasantly surprised to find him there. Although upon further inspection, she'd come to realize that young man with neon red hair and the same golden eyes as Tierce was not in fact, Tierce at all. Pierce Japhrimel did not sport the same piercings and dark makeup as his twin brother wore. Not to mention, the two siblings fashion styles completely clashed; Where Tierce wore dark clothes with wacky graphics on them, Pierce wore simple t-shirts, jeans, and work boots. Something else that was different between the two brothers; Tierce's expression would never hold the wondering gleam of what would a person taste like. Pierce's golden eyes slid back and forth as he observed the humans passing to and fro, amusement on his face as he sipped idly at his coffee.

Lucie had taken a break from paperwork to come topside to mingle among the mortals and maybe collect a few souls if the opportunity presented itself. She sat at a corner table in a Chanel business suit and matching sleek black stiletto pumps, sipping a French vanilla latte.

Azrael, one of the Fallen and Lucifer's second-in-command, strode up to the coffeeshop dressed in a suit and tan overcoat. He looked a little haggard, but that was the body he was possessing. The joke was, the accountant was actually a devout Catholic, although the joke was more for Lucie's benefit than anyone else. Azrael could care less who he rode topside. Without an introduction, the fallen angel sat across from Pierce. "You wanted a meeting?"

The dragon boy's attention snapped to the demon's like a cat's. Pierce's amusement died, his head tilting a bit, golden eyes narrowing. "Yes, I wanted a meeting. With your master, not an underling."

Lucie was sitting a few tables away watching them. There weren't many deal proposals that came her way and Azrael was always made to check them out first, before Lucie even came topside. This one had approached them a week ago, and had caught her interest, which was why she was here, well that and she didn't want Azrael coming home injured or worse.

The fallen angel smiled a rare smile, and scooted his chair closer to the table, leaning across it. His expression was completely devoid of emotion along with his gaze as he simply stated, "You meet with me first or you don't see Lucifer at all."

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Who:Lucie and Euryale
Where: Lucie's office/throne room in Hell
When: Thursday Morning

Lucie was sitting in her throne room/office watching her huge flat screen HD plasma TV. She was flipping channels on the different goings ons on earth. Azrael was off in one of the circles making sure that the minions were doing their jobs.

Euryale dressed in her usual business suit and dark glasses that completely covered her eyes, entered the room and stood behind Lucie, and coughed politely. Euryale had once been one of the gorgons - her sister, Medusa, was far more famous than her in the mortal minds, and far more beautiful in Euryale's mind. And her 'hair', snakes, writhed and hissed softly. "Ma'am, I have papers for you to sign."
Lucie paused the TV and turned to her. "Which ones are these?"
"The ones for updating the front gates to be compatible with our computer systems." Heaven might use a book, but Hell got all the computer programmers and geeks.
"Right, that means having them fully redone...” She sighed. The gates were ancient, but perfect black marble.
"The work crews would like permission to get black diamond for the new set. However, may I suggest you take the original gates for your personal palace?"

Lucie smiled. "Have the boys put up the original ones at the palace then." She signed the paper.
"Yes, ma'am. And the black diamond? Or should I firmly suggest using an alternative building material?"
"Black diamond, anything else?" She asked.
"The Frost situation, ma'am." Euryale raised an eyebrow above her glasses.

The TV clicked off sharply and she now had Lucie's full attention. "What about it?" She asked turning in her chair.
"We have her back on our radar." The gorgon said dryly. "She's caused serious chaos in LA, drawing a major concentration of slayers and watchers to the area. She's destroyed a family of psychics except for the oldest male and youngest female - the latter she's been ... er... raising. Probably destroyed any kind of mind the child had." She handed over a manila file folder. "The details, ma'am."
Lucie took the folder, but didn't open it. "Remind me why all of this is not good for me again?"

Euryale rolled her eyes, since they couldn't be seen. But she did manage to suppress a sigh. "Balance. While there's balance, the Host stay out of our affairs. She happens to be tipping them. Especially with the rather wide swath of destruction she previously caused, harassing the slayers, etcetera." Lucie sighed dramatically. "Fine find her and bring her here then."

"Er... there's a problem there, ma'am."
Lucie was starting to get annoyed. "What?"
"She used the child to form a contract. Until the contract is either fulfilled or rendered void, she can't be summoned back. And if she's killed to drag her demonic soul back here, it'll attract more attention then if we just let her stay."

"I didn't mean get her back here permantly, I meant for a meeting." Lucie explained as though talking to a small child.
"She can't be summoned back." Euryale used the same tone. She could get away with it - maybe one of only two people who could. "Do you suppose she'd come under request?"
"Make it worth her while." Lucie said as she created a fire ball out of thin air.

"Yes, ma'am. There's a mage on the strip in the city that can open the gate. She'll gripe about it, but she's a neutral so she'll probably agree to do so as long as she gets paid."
"Great then get it done." Lucie said as she turned back to the TV.
"Shall I get you some coffee, ma'am? Or something stronger?"

"Whiskey and get whoever my next appointment is."
"Your schedule is cleared for the next two hours, ma'am. You work," she said in a scolding voice, "far too hard for far too long."
The fire ball hit the wall across the room, as Lucie turned to her. "Then get me Azrael."

She didn't look particularly afraid of the fireball. "Yes, ma'am. Though my comment still stands." And she turned to exit.
Lucie sighed and looked back at the TV to see if there were any desperate souls that'd be willing to make a deal, or someone she could just toy with.