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[necessary_child]

(OOC: Not plot-locked, exactly, but the mun is very busy and may request no new threads if she gets overwhelmed. Sorry! Much as I hate to admit it, A-Level coursework comes before Milliways. *le sigh*)

There is a Lucifer in the bar (although he's more likely to call himself Sam). He's stretched out on a sofa in a boneless, feline-like sort of way, absently nibbling After Eights. He looks thoroughly lazy and rather pleased with life.

He's also perfectly botherable.

(OOC: And sorry, but my brain is shutting down so no new threads, please! Unless your pup has an urgent need to talk to the devil, in which case please ping me at herworldsonfire first.)

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[cf1.livejournal.com]

A bit distracted, Cait settles down on a nearby chair, with a cup of tea and a book; her mind seems to be wandering, wandering wandering...

But she does nod to the man.

[necessary_child]

Sam nods back, equally absently.

Bored, he's twisting the fire into shapes.

[cf1.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon." Cait takes a sip of her tea, seeming to not notice the strange-acting fire; at least not for now. "I'm Caitlin." So, she goes over the basic politeness automatically.

[necessary_child]

Sam quirks a brow; someone's evidently highly distracted.

"Hi. I'm Sam."

[cf1.livejournal.com]

Very much so, something is in her mind. "Hello Sam, nice to meet you." She takes a sip of her tea, opens the book, then closes it. Distracted and restless.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

"You're hogging the couch," Sarah mumbles, tea in one hand, book in another, and blanket wrapped around her shoulders. "Oh, move over Sam."

[necessary_child]

Flirty black eyes laugh up at her. "Going to make me?"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She coughs, the lingering effects of her cold, and frowns at him before placing her book and cup on a nearby table and sizes him up.

"You're too heavy to move. Do it yourself."

[necessary_child]

"Boring," Sam comments, glancing up curiously at her.

He moves, anyway, making more than enough room for her.

"Got a cold?"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Sarah nods, wrapping her blanket tighter around her body as she sits. "It's almost gone, thank goodness. Yet another reason on why I deplore winter sometimes."

[necessary_child]

"Poor Sarah Jane," Sam says lightly. "Not warm enough? That can be changed."

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She blinks and for a second there gives Sam a look very reminiscent of a deer caught in the headlights.

"Oh, I'm fine," Sarah Jane answers quickly. "This blanket is quite warm. As is the fire, you know."

[necessary_child]

A small grin, albeit tinged with a little confusion and a little more concern.

"I actually meant magic, I'll have you know, and I'm very hurt that you thought I meant otherwise."

[countofserenno.livejournal.com]

Dooku is in the Bar, meditating in a corner. Not too far from Lucifer's couch, actually. When he comes out of his trance, he notices the unfamiliar man on the couch. "Hello."

[necessary_child]

A curious black-irised look flicks upwards at the man.

"Hi."

[countofserenno.livejournal.com]

"I do not believe that I have seen you in here before."

[necessary_child]

He quirks a brow. "Been coming here for nearly a year, Milliways time. You?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Hey, could y'pass me a chocolate?" Comes a voice from above.

It must be some sort of heavenly spirit, clearly, or a talking bird.

... Wait, no, just Atton. The not stealing threw the mun off for a second.

[necessary_child]

Sam glances up quizzically.

"Not getting it yourself? I'm shocked at you, Atton."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I'm in a nice mood today. I'll make sure to steal extra from you next time to make up for it. Cross my heart and hope to die."

[necessary_child]

:P

"Ah, that's the Atton I know. Reassuring. For a moment I thought something was wrong."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I know. I'm sure it'd rend your heart in two if I decided to stop thieving from you."

[necessary_child]

"Aren't you assuming I've got one? Evil Incarnate, and all that?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Although I'll admit you're pure evil, saying you're Evil Incarnate is a bit strong, really." Nobody's really explained to Atton what being the Devil entails.

[necessary_child]

Sam chuckles. "My sentiments exactly. Sadly the rest of my world doesn't agree."