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Tyra nodded and watched as he left, she walked out of the hospital and drove away to the station, Tyra spoke to a few of the officers telling them she was alright, and speaking about what they pried from the man before leaving, Tyra drove home and sat on the couch watching a Tv show and eating ice cream, killing a crave, |
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Lucifer drove to the nightclub, these weird emotions boiling up inside of him. Ones he had never felt before, and definitely didn't like. Finally he decided to make a pit stop, turning just before he got to Lux and driving instead to a tall building. Lucifer parked and walked inside, straightening his suit before making an appointement with the clerk. "Actually, Dr. Martin is open now if you'd like to go in and see her. Maybe discuss a plan." The clerk said with a gentle smile, pointing him towards a door that was labeled *Dr. Linda Martin*. Lucifer nodded silently and knocked on it, hearing a woman's voice on the other side. "Come in!" The voice said, so Lucifer opened the door and walked in. The woman looked at him with a tilt of her head. "Are you one of my new clients?" She asked. "Yes. My name is Lucifer Morningstar... I was wondering if I could schedule therapy appointements with you." He asked. "Oh! Sure! Nice to meet you Lucifer, take a seat. We'll get things sorted out." Linda replied with a smile. |
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Tyra frowned and watched as the movie ended, she hated it when movies ended, unless they were bad ones, in fact she hated anything ending, life's, relationships, feelings. Tyra got up and picked another movie |
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Lucifer set up dates and spoke with his new therapist for an hour before leaving and driving back to the nightclub.. again. He parked the convertable and went inside, going up the elevator, then the stairs to get to his houseish thing at the top of the building. Lucifer sighed a little, coming home to an empty bar, and poured himself some whiskey on ice. Taking that glass to the piano, he started playing. |
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Tyra started to get tired during the second movie, and soon fell asleep, clutching the ice cream in her hands. Tyra woke up with a start when a bang when off on the movie and narrowed her eyes at the Tv, she put the ice cream down and walked away to her bed |
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After Lucifer had almost played himself to sleep with the sad tune, he finished off the whiskey with a shake of his head and got up, walking to the bed. He sat on it with a groan, putting his head in his hands. "The devil should not need therapy. The devil should not be feeling this way. The devil shouldn't have feelings for someone!" He mumbled to himself, laying down and staring at the ceiling until he fell asleep. - (You can post in the morning, maybe awakening with a phone call case ring?) |
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Sure thing) Tyra woke up her phone was buzzing, Tyra groaned, "another case" she said, looking at her phone, Tyra walked out into her lounge room, she looked down at the mess she left there yesterday night, Tyra shook her head, drinking a coffee she had made and slipped into her best, picking out a new shirt because her one from yesterday got cut, Tyra got into the car and drove to the station, she rubbed her shoulder, it was feeling much better |
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Lucifer awoke with a slight wince, bright sunlight shining straight at him. "What an unpleasant way to awaken. Being blinded. I didn't even know a devil could be blinded." He mumbled grumpily, rolling out of bed and standing up. Lucifer took a shower and got dressed, then heard loud buzzing. He exited the bathroom and peered at his phone- he was still so fascinated with these human creations... they caused so much sin- and sighed. "Case already? This early?" Lucifer snorted to himself, leaving the building and driving to the station. He walked in, angling his motion to take him towards Tyra. "How is your shoulder feeling?" Lucifer asked, then looked around for the case file. |
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Tyra looked over her shoulder at Lucifer, her hair flicked around at the same same, almost hitting her in the face, "my shoulders better" she said, "you know where the case file is?" She asked |
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"Ah, that's good." Lucifer answered, turning in a circle to gaze around. "Not a clue. Chief?" He called, walking into the office. "Oh! Sorry, uh, here. Case File. By the way, could you please tell everyone I'm being transferred? Thanks." The chief instructed him. "Ookay then." Lucifer took the file and walked out. "Everyone, the chief said she was being transferred. I do not know more." He announced, then handed the file to Tyra. |
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