Who: Eve, open to Elaine and Lucifer, if he so wishes! What: Eve's come to ask about God. When: After she split from Bartleby Where: The Lux Rating: At least PG-13 for Eve's pro-swearing life style Status: Incomplete
It was with complete confidence that Eve strode toward the doors of the Lux, head held high as she reached the building and entered. Yeah, she was about to come face to face with other God, and maybe Lucifer if he felt like making an appearance, but that was no reason to start acting meek now. When she emerged into the growing crowed, she scanned the faces, taking in the different creature and people within, but not stopping for to long on any. Eve didn't feel like taking a trip down memory lane to see some of the horrible things people had done. That would make her shaky, and she didn't want to be shaky. There were enough strange breeds in here, and for once, the witch/demon, turned ghost, turned Angel wasn't the oddest.
Dressed in a black business suit, she didn't really fit in with most of the women in here who were done up in some rich guys designer line. Making her way to the bar, she placed in an order for a martini, dirty, and then leaned against the counter top. She wasn't really sure how this was supposed to work. Did she go looking for Elaine, or did Elaine know she was here right away? Surly they were aware of everyone in the bar.
With mild interest, she looked around. Briefly, her eyes fell on a red headed girl at the opposite end of the counter who was staring at her. A smirk came across Eve's face. Anna, the fallen one that everyone was after. Grinning, she waved at the red head, who responded by simply slinking off her chair and walking away. Shrugging, Eve paid for her drink, and then started to wonder again. She'd seen a pretty important looking set of stairs. Maybe she'd find something there.