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Tyra soon changed into a thick jacket and some jeans, she decided to take a drive around the block, having to do something before bedtime Tyra pressed on the gas and laughed, thankful that nobody was currently on the road. |
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Lucifer tapped his fingers in a tune along the railing before walking back inside, going straight to the piano and starting to play. He got completely enveloped in the music, closing his eyes and mumbling the words under his breath as, yet again, his fingers flew in perfect harmony over the stark white and black keys. Lucifer needed to get away from this depressing mindset, but where? |
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Tyra turned the car back into her driveway, blinking tiredly, "jeez, driving around was stupid" she muttered to herself as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom, Tyra went around the top floor turning off all the lights before laying down in her bed, sighing, wishing she didn't have to go to work tomorrow |
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Lucifer finally gave up and hit a final note on the piano, ending with an ominous boom. He stood, irritated, and undressed, collapsing in his giant black bed and staring at the ceiling like he was burning a hole through it. "I really hope tomorrow is an interesting case... because I'm going back. Definitely going to pull some strings." He mused in his strong British accent, closing his amber eyes and falling asleep. The next morning Lucifer awoke to sharp sunlight glaring in the glass walls. "Delightful..." he mumbled sleepily, rolling out of bed. He then went about the long process of making himself look like a buyer going to a fancy party. He took a shower, brushed his hair, trimmed his beard and mustache, and did other numerous things. After that he pulled on another suit... instead of being black this one was dark blue with a light blue shirt underneath and a black tie. Lucifer tightened his tie and tilted his chin up, watching himself in the mirror for a moment before strutting out. He drove to the police station, bright and early, going straight to the door that said *Chief of Police*. Lucifer knocked and opened it. Inside sat a formal looking woman, going over some paperwork. He glanced at the nameplate before smiling. "Ah, Ms. Walker. So nice to meet you. My name is Lucifer MorningStar." He said with a charming smile, holding out his hand for a handshake. The woman stood, shaking his hand while studying him. "What do you need? I'm pretty busy." She finally asked. "I want to become Tyra's assistant." Lucifer started, and it all went downhill.. for Tyra... from there. Thirty minutes later he exited with the chief of police laughing and walking right next to him. "... and that's how it all ended." Lucifer seemingly finished a story. "You are hilarious, Lucifer! It was amazing meeting you. Come by soon!" The chief smiled warmly, waving before going back inside. |
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Tyra woke and wiped a hand over her face, she quickly washed her face and drove to work. She saw Lucifers black car parked at the station, Tyra frowned, "oh no, was there another murder?" Tyra walked inside, "Lucifer! What are you doing here?" She asked looking him over, and walked up to him "another murder? A crime? What is it?, thought you were getting back to business" Tyra said tying her hair into a high ponytail. |
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Lucifer turned with a grin as he saw Tyra walk in. "Well hello to you to, partner!" He said slyly. "Nope, no murder... not yet anyway. I just came to talk to Lily...or should i say Ms. Walker. She is a very kind lady, but of course you know that." He started, then paused as Ms. Walker walked on up. "Aw thank you Lucifer, how kind of you! Tyra, isn't this man just the sweetest? He will do amazing as your new partner. Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you officially! Lucifer will be your new partner in your crime investigations. Have fun!" The chief smiled happily, patting Lucifer's shoulder before leaving. He sidestepped slightly as he got patted, wincing a little before turning to Tyra. "Ah, yes, see? I am just the sweetest. Meet your new partner, Tyra!" |
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Tyra froze she stood staring at Lucifer, "what.. how? Did you do ANY training?!" Tyra said first, still trying to understand how he placed as her partner, "Ms. Walker! Ms. Walker! Surely he can be placed with someone else! You know I work alone! Look how well I did yesterday! Alone!" Tyra was starting to give up, she sighed, her shoulders slumped, "why are you doing this to me? You don't even need this job, your Rich!" She said to Lucifer, swiping her hands over her face, allowing her hands to cradle her face |
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"Ah, not much training needed. As your partner I am just being a consultant... a differ between the police and the public. In case the public doesn't like talking to the police." Lucifer bit back a different retort and raised his eyebrows as Tyra went dashing off. "Oh, sorry Tyra but he asked specifically to be placed with you. I think you'll make a great team! You bothhave what the other doesn't, and that will strengthen your detective skills." The chief answered, entering her office and closing the door. Lucifer turnd to watch, then looked a little taken-aback as he got verbally attacked. At the last two words *you're rich* Lucifer flinched as if struck by a bullet. "I think that we could work aazing together, but you are right. I don't need this job. I am rich, and aren't rich people always stuck up pricks that don't want to help? You're a detective, figure out why I'm doing this. I WANT TO HELP. It gets extremely boring back at the nightclub. There's not a case, so I'll leave since my face is now a billboard of terror and a reason to bury your face in your hands, but believe me. I'll be back. Sorry, Tyra, that I wanted a real job where I could make a real difference instead of sitting on my hind end all day." Lucifer growled, pain showing in his eyes as he turned away and marched out. "Well that was a diaster." He snarled to himself, driving away and back to Lux. "Could it have gone any worse? I mean, I almost would have been happier if she would have just PUNCHED ME." |
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Tyra watched him leave, she could tell that she hurt him, "I am sorry.." the words didn't seem to reach him, Tyra didn't want to look like a tangled mess infront of everyone so she dashed back home and waited for her phone To buz if there was a case, but no case came. So Tyra sat there thinking of their convocation, he said he wanted to help, but Tyra didn't understand why, for fun? Tyra snorted, Lucifer was tricky to handle, that's all she can say. |
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Lucifer didn't even go back to the nightclub. The DEVIL HIMSELF should NOT be angry someone said he was rich... but it hurt all the more then. He was starting to have human emotion. "I'm the devil, god of the underworld, ruler of HELL for crying out loud. Why do I feel injured by wht one human said?" He snorted indignantly, aimlessly driving through neighborhoods. He couldn't go face Mazikeen now and try to explain to her he was having emotions. Lucifer tapped his hands on the steering wheel in time to some old country blues he was playing, sighing a little. |
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