Who: Lydia and Lucy When: After this Where: Decadence club What: Lydia is going to the club Why: To tell Lucy to leave Mitch alone Status: Complete Ratings: None
After Lydia stumbled on a net that Mitch had commented on, she was highly annoyed to learn that he was still in pain and now seeking help from strangers. It made her feel some type of way like he couldn’t trust her with the truth or something. Not to mention this man kept calling her darling, which just added to her annoyance on the whole situation.
So, once that location was given, Lydia would make her way over. It would take her about thirty minutes give or take to reach the club. Her strawberry blond hair tied in a ponytail as she wore green shorts and a floral blouse. Her semi-usual attire, plus it was a club, so she wanted to make sure she was allowed in with no issue.
Once inside, she would have green eyes look around for the most part. She wasn’t even sure why she was here. But then realized it was because of Mitch, that she was at this club about to argue with some random guy.
***
Lucifer had enjoyed luring the delicious redhead to his club. Of course, he enjoyed luring anyone to the club. It made for some fantastic profits that sometimes lasted well past their prime.
He’d given the doormen her name and description so she was allowed to bypass the line, much to the dismay of people who had been waiting to get in for hours. Not just any riffraff would be allowed into Decadence, thank you very much.
Lucifer was alerted to her arrival by one of the bouncers. He was in his private booth with plenty of sycophants babbling around him. The devil ignored them in lieu of Lydia. What he saw in her made him stand up and take notice, literally.
“Hello,” he muttered with a grin forming on his face. “I haven’t seen one of you in a very long time. This should be fun.”
He gave the bouncer instructions to bring her to one of the vanilla private rooms, have the bar send a bottle of champagne with two glasses, then he escaped the groupies to kick someone out of a room.
***
Once she was inside and escorted towards Lucifer she came to lift a brow. The guy looked creepier in person. But once he said something about seeing one of her in a long time, she raised a brow. “A what, female?” She asked with a curious nature. But it wasn’t long before she was escorted into a room, where champagne and two glasses were made available.
Already she knew, she was going to kill Mitch for whatever he got himself into with this guy. Once alone though, she would come to cross her arms over her chest as she eyes him closely for the most part. “You know, I’m not drinking that, right?” She said as she came to brush a few red strands from her face.
“I came here to talk about Mitch.” Is all she said as she balled up her fist under her arm for the moment, since she already had a feeling whatever Mitch had gotten himself into, it wasn’t anything good. Which brought back her feelings of him not trusting her enough to tell her his arm was killing him. Now, here she was in whatever situation this is.
***
Lucifer settled into a sprawl on one of the comfortable leather chairs. His arms spread across the back as he crossed his legs, his eyes drinking in every inch of Lydia. Young. Too young. But she could be fun to toy with.
“My dear banshee,” he said, answering her question while addressing her obvious boyfriend. “What is it you wish to talk about on him specifically?”
*** Once he called her a banshee, Lydia just narrowed her eyes at him once more. “What exactly did you give him?” She said in an almost demanding tone. No, Mitch wasn’t her boyfriend but she did care about the idiot since the first time she showed up at his door. And has been taking care of him since.
Well, least she thought she was until recently. “What are you? “ She asked since he knew what she was but she had no idea what he was. And the fact that he knew what she was off bat as a bit interesting since no one else was able to tell just by looking at her.
***
No one else was like him...well maybe Duma and Gabriel would be able to tell, but they didn’t count.
“Where are my manners?” he said before he stood up. A flute of champagne was in the hand he didn’t extend toward Lydia along with that charming smile of his. “Lucifer Morningstar. A pleasure to meet you. And as for Mitch, well that’s between him and me.”
*** Lydia came to watch Lucifer for the moment. The way he held himself and his gestures had he wondering. “Are you into men?” She asked for the moment. When he said it was between him and Mitch she rolled her eyes once more. “Yeah, I really don’t like you.” She replied as she came to exhale for the moment.
She also knew there was nothing she could do if Mitch got involved with Lucifer, which made her sad a bit. But she would have to deal with it and be there for him the best she could. Just not right now, because she was hurt.
***
“Men. Women. Whatever.” Lucifer rolled his hand and his eyes before he took a drink of champagne then sat back down. “Pleasure is what you make of it, darling.” His eyes settled more firmly on Lydia with that Cheshire cat smile on his face.
“Mitch is fine,” he said. “Nothing that will have a lasting effect.” Yet. The pain pills Lucifer sold Mitch could be highly addicting. Lucifer was counting on it. “He isn’t even in debt to me.”
*** Lydia came to narrow her eyes once more. “I said, I don’t like being called that.” She said as she came to lower her hands. Green eyes glaring in his direction for the most part. The way he said things made him sound like a snake, and Lydia didn’t like snakes. Not one bit.
“Yeah well… Can he.. Just not be in debt to you, ever?” She asked lightly, as she came to make a slight face. Her features had even softened at the mention of Mitch not being in debt or anything. An obvious sign that Lydia cared about the man even though she didn’t know him too well.
Still, a deep sigh escaped her lips. “Look, I shouldn’t even be here really. Mitch can do whatever he wants, I just tend to worry over those I care a lot about.”
***
The devil knew weakness when he saw it. Lucifer reminded himself he wasn’t in that game anymore. Humans, more often than not, led themselves down the road to Hell. He punished them because they expected it. Tempting them….well that was just fun!
He tsked. “I can’t promise that, sweetheart.” Darling was set aside. “Only Mitch can promise you that.” Then he narrowed his eyes at her. “Unless you give me something to make me avoid him no matter how much he tries.”
*** Lydia came to make a slight face at him. “What do you want?” She asked with a lifted brow for the moment. She didn’t have a lot of money, since Lydia still hadn’t found a job but it was something she was working on, that was certain.
“I don’t like sweetheart either. Just stick to Lydia, will you.” She said with aggravation in her voice at this point with him.
***
Fish on the line. Now to set the hook. Lucifer chuckled as he lifted his glass, but his eyes remained on the banshee. “The same thing I asked of him. A favor on retainer.” He smirked as he took a long drink of the champagne and waited for her reaction. Lucifer assumed it would be immediate and potentially loud.
*** She came to stare at him. Only to take in a sharp breath and exhale. “... Fine...But I’m not doing anything sexual.” She said as she glared at him for the moment. Her hand coming to brush her red hair from her face for the moment. She kept reminding herself, this was for Mitch.
Why? Because stupid Lydia liked him and wanted to make sure nothing bad happened to him.
***
Lucifer chuckled again as his eyes flared red for a brief moment then went back to human. “Trying to dictate the terms? Tsk.” And damn it. Did she actually know how this worked? Lucifer rather doubted it or she’d be doing a lot better.
“Very well,” he said finally. “Nothing sexual. I’ll limit it to within the scope of your natural abilities.”
*** When his eyes flashed red, Lydia didn’t really seem bothered by it. She dealt with Alphas and other supernatural creature that flashed red eyes in her direction. “Was that suppose to scare me?” She asked with a kinked up brow.
When he agreed to her terms she came to nod her head for the moment. But when he said natural abilities it had her a bit worried.
***
Oh, she really had no idea who she was dealing with. Lucifer was guessing that she, like so many others, thought he was being ironic by calling himself Lucifer. They usually learned the hard way eventually. Something about Lydia made Lucifer like her so he decided to play nice a little.
Lucifer stood up from his chair as he smiled down at Lydia. “Scare you? No.” Then he allowed his wings to come out. “Now this might scare you.”
*** Once his wings came out, Lydia took a step back. Her eyes widen a bit as she looked at his wings. But she soon relaxed for the moment. “So… You’re an Angel?” She said with a kinked up brow. But she did watch him once more. “Oh wait, was that suppose to scare me? The first person I met here in Preya is an Angel.” She replied crossing her arms for the moment.
“Not to mention I dated someone who turned out to be a homicidal lizard. And I run with a pack of werewolves so yeah Not scared.” She replied as she came to tilt her head in his direction once more.
***
“Oh, I’m an angel, all right,” Lucifer said with more than a little pride in his voice and on his face. “The first angel as a matter of fact. I am Samael. Light of the Morning.” He let his eyes glow red again. “Lucifer Morningstar. Ex-king of Hell. And you, Banshee, owe me.”
*** Lydia came to watch him closely for the moment. But as he started talking, she just narrowed her eyes in his direction. She was going to kill Mitch, she was certain of it now. “Great.” Is all she said through gritted teeth as she came to ball her fist tighter now.
Of all the people for Mitch to talk to, he had to pick the Devil. Great.
***
He let that sink in for a moment then suddenly put his wings away and acted as if nothing had happened. “So would you like a drink now?”
Lucifer smiled at Lydia as he took his seat again, one leg crossing over the other.
*** Lydia came to take a seat as she held her hand out. “Yeah, I’ll take that drink.”She replied as she came to take that drink. Lydia knew for a fact after this she was going to strangle Mitch. That much she was certain of right now.