Devil spirits ~ Jonathan

Lucifer was still getting used to her new body. She had decided to leave town while getting comfortable in her new getup. Although she continued to keep in contact with Abigal, as she wanted her to believe she was still in spirit form. It had worked so far, so she was feeling optimistic. But tonight she wanted to have some other fun. She had gotten dressed up, although she was not dressing as lightly as she could. She was going for a sort of innocent look - hence the cross necklace. She was waiting in line with everyone else. Damn, ordinary life sucked. Her necklace was more than just a necklace. It hid his dark energy away, and made her seem like an ordinary fallen angel, which also was troublesome for her. She was used to getting energy from everyone she came near, but it was different now. She was still attractive and gave up a certain energy, but it was not like she was used to. That might have been the worst part of her whole charade. Other than that, she might grow to like being a woman. Of course it had only been a few days, so she wouldn't exactly know yet. She came into the relatively new club and went straight to the bar to order a drink. The persona he had created was not exactly a fan of scotch. She really went all the way to disguise herself, even what she drank, where she hung out. Everything. "Sex on the beach," she ordered and looked around the club. The night was full of possibilities.

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As he moved around his club he as always try being nice,  when people where appearing, he had many people he could, make some fun with, but Nikki was still a big part of how he chosse them, he had, really felt a conection with Nikki, maybe another woman could make him forget her, none had come close so far. His eyes, looked around, trying to pinpoint the smell of angel, as he looked down in the bar and saw a woman, looking very innocent   he kind of wanted, to make her fell special, so he walked down to her, fast enough, as he then asked for and long island.  His eyes, then catch the devils eyes, as he himself, lay a hand to her cheek, "hey beauty, so not seen you before, you new." He asked as always, with his charming personaltiy

As he then try to  see if she maybe could get his mind, of Nikki, would be nice, maybe just for a night, that was all he need, as he then looked, at her, hen then leaned in  and whisper, "you look sexy, in that dress, " as he then moved his head, away, sending her, a very charming smile, just to let her know he was interest in her,

Lucifer took a sip of the drink, when a man came to the bar. He ordered before locking eyes with her. She snickered when he put a hand on her cheek. Oh, she wished sometimes she could just tell people who she really was. But no, she had to keep the pretend ongoing. She might as well practice before facing people she knew. ”Are you implying you remember every face that walks in here? You must have quite the memory,” she told him. He was charming, surely, but she had been around for a long time. It took more than charm to, well… Charm her. He leaned into and whispered something in her ear. She stood still with close to no expression on her face. She wasn’t going to make this easy. She was after all ‘innocent’ she couldn’t just go home with the first man to make a move on her. ”I realized when I put it on,” she took another sip and leaned into him to make sure her message was received. ”You are going to try harder. I am not like all those other girls that walk in here. Not even a little bit. So maybe go back and rethink you approach, and I will do you the courtesy of pretend we meet for the first time.” She moved back and looked at him. She give him a little pat on the shoulder, before walking to another place by the bar. Maybe this could be quite fun. She couldn’t really torture people like she usually did, but maybe making people pine for her, want her, was just a good a torture as any.

In a few seconds, it looked like a lighting, had hit, him as the woman pat him on the shoulder, before she went of agian, she did not like that, way, did she want him to beg for it, he was not good at begging, he never had been, he looked at her as she was on the otherside of the bar, before he decideing trying to take, a more human point of it, as he slowly, moved over to her, he had bought another sex on the beach to her, and a Long island to himself, as he then slowly walked over.

 He looked like he was looking for a place. He then, "Exuse me miss, is this seat taken?" he asked, as their eyes meet, if she gave him acces to sit down he would do it still with his charm, just this time he did not try.

"If you dont mind me asking, are you new here, never seen you before?" He asked, and send her a small smile, before pushing the sex on the beach over to her, he was not a fan of them, himself he would much rather drink a Long island.
He had, to play smart, this woman, seemed to like, when a person beg but, it did not make any sense since she, did not look like it, "so i like your outfit." He said clearly trying too compliment her, " the neklace looks great with, it, name is Jonathan,  whats yours if you dont mind me asking,?" he said sending her a charming smile.

Lucifer had been alive for a long time. She was one of the oldest angels in the universe, so she had have a lot of time to figure out how to get what she wanted or better yet, get other to do what she wanted them to. It was all about manipulation, which she was very, very good at. He came back with another drink. ”Go ahead,” she made a gesture to the chair. She might have to cut him a little slack to keep him interested. It was like when training a dog. It was much easier if you had treats for them. She was the treat.

”In the club, yes. In everything else, no.” Lucifer had been alive for a very long time, so she had experienced everything twice. She sent him a little smile. She wouldn’t want to discourage him completely, although her interest still wasn’t peaked. The night was young, she would keep her options open. ”Thank you,” she responded and looked down when he complimented her necklace. He then introduced himself. ”My parents called me Hayden, so perhaps that’s how I should introduce myself, don’t you think so?” Lucifer had made up a lot of things about Hayden, so she would seem believable to others. Mostly, Jonathan was just a test for her. She wanted to see if her persona was trustworthy.

As she answered about his questions, he felt, his body wanting her, proably because the smell, he had always, had a sweet spot for angels no matter, what, he looked at her and send her a charming smile, as an answer, to his, before she told him, that, she was not, the case only the club had, been new, he then send her a smile agian, clearly trying to pull something of, when she then starte to say, that it was her birthname, he smiled to her agian, "Hayden yeah you are proably right, even though do you wanne do what dad and mom said." 


He said clearly trying to tease her, and make her, do whatever she wanted to do, not following her name, as her parrents had picked for her, "yeah Hayden sounds, gret, but do you wanne use that, name if you wanted to be called something,what would it be then, i would clearly rather call you, what you wanne be called." 

He said sending her a charming smile,
"nothing is more freeing, than being a bit bad and live a little," he said, clearly being honest but still flirty, "and if you wanted to do some stuff, with me, and it was up to you, what would you like to do then." He said sending her a wink with his eye, and a charming smile, he liked trying to find out, what he need to do, for her, and he wanted to do, whatever she asked, to get some time with, her it was like being near, her made him fell, very big compared to normal.

Lucifer knew angel blood was a treat for vampires, but she made it a point to not let a parasite feed on her, unless she allowed them to. She slightly raised an eyebrow when he asked if he wanted to what her parents said. ”You can say what you want, but parents will always have a say in how you behave. Even though you might not even see it.” As both a parent and having a difficult relationship with her father, she knew a little on the topic. She was doing a lot of things in spite of her father, in reality, it was just to get his attention. ”Let’s make a deal,” she said in her traditional manner. She had been known for making deals with people – the whole selling your soul to the devil was correct. ”You try and find me a name you find fit, and if I like it, I spend at least the next hour with you.” She wasn’t easily charmed or persuaded to do anything, she didn’t want to do. She might need to rethink that, and let other people think they have control, although she would still be the one in control. ”And how exactly do you suggest I do that?” She asked, clearly open to his suggestions. She wanted to see if he could come up with something as bad as he pretended to be. Or perhaps he was bad. She couldn’t quite tell. Nevertheless, she was curious to see how he did under pressure.

When Lucifer try being hard to get, he knew, he had to think fast, he was never good at finding a nickname under presure, but he kind of wanted to see, if she was as bad as he hoped, even though she was a fallen Angel. His eyes meet her, as he send her a little smile, before he starte to think, what kind of names, would he be able to give, her putting her on a chok but not bad name wipe, he looked at her as, his eyes, study her, he try thinking of a name, her eyes was pretty, there was nothing other than that, he then finally, had and idea, she seemed to hide, stuff, so Hidden gem.  

He looked at her before he gave his nickname, trough complinet her eyes. "Your eyes, are like a hidden gem, into the unknow." He said sending her a flirty smile, before, he then answered her second question, 

"We could try some new drugs, or, we could maybe if thats not in your taste find a random couple, and make them wanne kill each other, because he maybe took the other one from them." Jonathan whispered, the last, because he did not, know how people would react, and that was a great thing, "or just torture a person, if thats more in your line, a sinner maybe," he said clearly joking. //hope its okay < 3//

Lucifer didn’t try to be hard to get. She just was. If she wasn’t interested from the get-go, she needed some proof they were worth her time. She did have other things to do than spend the night with random people. Although that could be nice to.
She tilted her head when he compared her eyes to ‘hidden gems into the unknown’. Very poetic. But she was nothing if not shallow. It worked. ”You got yourself another hour,” she told him. She smiled at him. Her smile was not easy to read. There was hidden a lot behind it, just as there was in her eyes. She prided herself in being mysterious and hard to figure out. ”Choose your activity wisely,” she said before he told of his ideas. Drugs and murder was not exactly unknown to Lucifer, but he still had an act to play, and he had to put those things on hold for a little while.
It became clear to her he was joking. She gently rose and eyebrow. ”Those plans usually don’t happen until second date,” she said with a voice that made people wonder if she was telling the truth or joking. She walked closer to him. ”I would like to see how creative you can get. I don’t spend my time on just anyone.” She leaned forward so she could whisper in his ear. ”Try to think of something unique,” she leaned back and watched him a second. ”I will return in a moment. I have some business to attend to first.”
Lucifer left him to go meet a friend of hers. Of course he didn’t know they were friends anymore. A lot had changed since last they saw each other. He did what every other man would do if they got enough to drink. He hit on her. She put her hand on his chest and leaned against the backrest of the booth. He looked at her with hungry eyes. She whispered something to him, as her hand slipped into his jacket and took hold of a money clip. Her money, that this man thought he could take without consequences. Has she not been focused on keeping her image clean and innocent, she would have torn him apart right here and now. But other things were more important at the moment. She left the man and returned to Jonathan. She slipped the money into her purse.

Jonathan had always been one, who wanted to flirt with girls, but this angel made him, work for it. He looked after her, the whisper in is ear had made his dying heart beat faster than what, good was, he looked after Hayden as, he looked at her, leaving to get something done. As she was away, he was trying to figure out something, he could take her on his office but that was mundan, maybe he could not it was a bad idea, although it could maybe work she seemed a bit old School. As Hayden came, back he had and idea, " i got something to show you Hayden."

He said in a whisper to her, before he took her hand, gentle and lead her down the club, "close your eyes." He said before they went in, he then looked at her as he talked, "open your eyes, this is where i keep all the best wine. alchol, and liquier."
He said looking at her, it looked like something taken out from, a book, about it all, "any thing you wanne try ?" He asked sending her a cooky smile, before he leaned back agianst the wall, as he waited for Hayden to tell, him, what she thought of this idea, was it enough for him, to get more intim with, her or just so she would use some more time on him.

Lucifer was not one to let people in easily. She needed to test their worth first. Mostly she just used people for her own benefit, whether that being sexually, work-related or something else entirely. She had after all raised a few children in hell, some to take over after her, others to raise a little hell on earth. Unfortunately, not all of her children were loyal to her. She raised her eyebrow slightly as he said he wanted to show her something. She looked at their hands, when he took hers and began leading her away from the club. When she was asked to close her eyes, she was hesitant but eventually did so. She was still trying to fit in.

He took her into another room, that was colder than the rest of the place. She opened her eyes and looked at the bottles of alcohol. She was just looking around, her face mostly still neutral if not for the slight smile on her lips. ”Choose your favourite,” she demanded. Whatever he chose was going to be a reflection of him. She was curious what his choice would be.

When Hayden asked, him to chosse his favorit, he was a bit confused at first, why would she want to know that, he had taken her, here so she could chosse hers, so this girl was a bit of a hard person to impress or let her know stuff, "My favorit ?"

He asked a bit confused, before he thought a bit about it, he had always been a fan of the very hard whiskys, what it told about him, he could not really tell he just liked whisky, and scotsh whisky, what costed the white out of the eyes like between 50 and a 100 pund.
He then grabbed a glass, for her as he went over to her, and was filling two glass with two ice cubes with it, before he looked at her.
"This is my favorit, what about your favorit, it might be in here too ?" He said sending her a charming smile, as he felt the strong whisky, give him a bit more hair on his chest, it was his favorit because it hit human and normal people very hard.

She was very interesting, that much he knew, how she played him up, and made him hunger, even more for her Nikki had done it too, but Hayden, was a whole other lega he could fell how he wanted her because she was so new, and special, she was not like other womans he had meet, and that made him hunger even more for her, he send her a charming smile as he waited on her answer to, what she would like, to drink next, what her favorit was.

Lucifer knew alcohol could say a lot about a person, if you preferred wine over beer, vodka over whiskey. It was a great way to tell what kind of a person you were dealing with. She just nodded when he repeated her question. Had she not spoken clearly?
She followed his movements with her gaze. She had always admired vampires. They were so strong and elegant creatures living off the very thing keeping people alive. Of course, they were just a copy of her blood demons, but perhaps that was why she admired them so. Everyone loved a copycat. She took the glass, moving it around to see how it flowed. It almost looked like light was shimmering in the liquid. Her favorite? No, he didn’t possess her favorite. That was only made in hell. How she missed that hell-ish alcohol. Perhaps she should pay Samaira a visit soon and bring some back. ”Doubtful,” she took a sip of the whiskey. It was nice. You could almost taste the age of it.

Lucifer looked around the room to check if he did in fact have her favorite drink. Otherwise she could pretend one of them were her favorite, just to keep her cover intact. As she walked around, she sipped the alcoholic drink in her hand. ”No, you do have it.” She put down the glass on the nearest table and picked up a wine bottle. ”Aglianico.” She gave him the resemblance of a smile. She genuinely only smiled when she was torturing people one way or the other.