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7:44 pm - ooc stuff
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| Tuesday, April 6th, 2010
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8:32 pm - Time for a chat
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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.."
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7:53 pm - Checking up on a friend??
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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.
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| Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009
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5:54 pm - Meeting of some Importance..
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Who: Lucifer, Lindsey
Where: Paradise Bar Downtown Los Angeles
When: Friday night
What: Lucie meeting with Lindsey
Status: Incomplete
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.
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| Thursday, April 16th, 2009
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8:03 pm - Daily Routines
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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.
current mood:  bored
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| Friday, April 10th, 2009
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11:11 pm - All about me
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You may have heard of me I'm the Devil, now I know what you're thinking, but no I'm not a guy. The stupid male historians went and wrote things down wrong, in fact when it comes to me they got most of it wrong. Yes I'm evil, I got kicked out of heaven for rebelling against 'Daddy', but I'm really not half as horrible as the books claim. Besides God isn't as fabulous as they make him out to be, no he's really not. I'm the better one anyway, and I'm prettier.
We have a troubled twisted relationship my father and I. It started with my rebelling against Daddy,and seducing one of his finest Angels over to my side.
Few things about me in case you're wondering: I like frenchvanilla lattes, anything coffee really. I love torturing, seducing, pretty much all manner of sin and depravity. I hate not wining, getting my way. I especially hate it when some of the stupid humans don't believe me when I tell them who I Am.
Hell is my domain, and in hell my word is law So don't ask me any questions Trust me it's for your own good.
current mood:  calm
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