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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2021/04/20 |Location=Club Lux, Melville |Synopsis=Buffy meets Lucifer and tries to figure out his angle. |Cast of Characters=328,735 |pretty=yes }}...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2021/04/20&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Club Lux, Melville&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Buffy meets Lucifer and tries to figure out his angle.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=328,735&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:328|Buffy Summers (328)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Buffy Summers had visited Club Lux all but once, maybe twice - hey, competition isn&amp;#039;t good, but it was a nice place and a little..Intriguing, what with the bar owner being who he is, or at least with a name like that. Buffy was curious to hear there would be a grand re-opening and she was more curious to learn more about another..Potential threat, if that&amp;#039;s what he was.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;So she strides in, glancing around the place, sans blonde vampire in tow - you know, the one who is definitely not her boyfriend - and she heads towards the bar, ready to order a drink. Just a plain Gin n&amp;#039; Tonic for the lady tonight. It&amp;#039;s been a long night..&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Dressed in red leather pants, black shirt and black leather jacket, she looks like she&amp;#039;s been working out or something, a little tired, a little ruffled and what&amp;#039;s with that cross body bag she carries with her, compact enough but looks like it might be fairly heady? college kid maybe?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The man, the myth, the legend - Lucifer Morningstar - is actually bored enough tonight that he&amp;#039;s tending bar. With the upcoming re-opening, and rumors that part of the club is closed off, things have been a bit slow so far this week. For the moment, the immaculately dressed club owner is wearing a three piece suit of all black - tie included - with only a splash of color being the red handkerchief sticking out of his left breast pocket.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When Buffy takes a seat at the bar, he actually shifts over to slide into her view, all smiles while serving up her requested gin and tonic. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re missing your side piece tonight, Miss Summers..&amp;quot; He offers while placing the glass on a coaster in front of her - garnished with a lime. &amp;quot;And you look like you&amp;#039;ve been through hell and back...pun not intended.&amp;quot; Does he think she knows? Probably. Does he care? Not likely. He&amp;#039;s been a bit more open about the whole Lord of Hell thing recently - for reasons not quite known to anyone but himself. &amp;quot;Regardless, to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:328|Buffy Summers (328)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Buffy Summers yawns and stretches, reaching for her drink, giving a nod of thanks to the barman. &amp;quot;Thanks!&amp;quot; she takes a loong sip and sighs, slumping back on the stool. Phew, what a night. Too many vamps all the time. Don&amp;#039;t they ever take a break? She should probably put up her feet and get some rest but she&amp;#039;s feeling restless for some reason..&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When Luci makes his appearance, she arches a curious brow, and then smirks and shrugs. &amp;quot;Spike, you mean? Oh, he&amp;#039;s nothing..I mean, definitely not what you think. I mean..&amp;quot; she just laughs and shakes her head, taking a nother long sip of her drink. Because it&amp;#039;s just so frustrating/sad/annoying/pathetic that everyone keeps mistaking him for her boyfriend or something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Siigh.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hmm..Me? Oh, you know, was just in the neighbordhood, been working out and all..&amp;quot; is that a twig in her hair? How&amp;#039;d that get there? And what&amp;#039;s with the scratches on her arm? Did she get into a fight with a bramblebush?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It was Lucifer, right? As in, y&amp;#039;know, the devil you know?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I mean, he was by your side, and ... well ... he seemed like a piece to me.&amp;quot; Lucifer comments and then shrugs. After a moment, he actually reaches across the bar and plucks the twig from her hair, tossing it in the bin beside him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It is. Yes. Lucifer Morningstar. Owner and proprieter.&amp;quot; Of the club. Of Hell. Of the penthouse the next floor up. Take your pick! &amp;quot;Just in the neighborhood... and I suppose we can go to sleep tonight knowing that there are a few less baddies running around, causing a mess?&amp;quot; He tilts his head then, and that charming smile remains while he refills a drink to someone a couple seats down from Buffy.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:328|Buffy Summers (328)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Buffy Summers smirks and shrugs, waving a dismissive hand at the mere thought, &amp;quot;Nah, more like a piece of cake, or piece of..Well..&amp;quot; she just sighs, rubbing her eyes a bit. Maybe she should have ordered a Red Bull in the mix. Afterall, she has to get up early the next day for another long shift at the Magic Box.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When he plucks the twig from her hair, she blinks, reaching up to touch her head. &amp;quot;Hey, what gives? You usually treat your guests this....Way?&amp;quot; oh. Twig. Argh. Awwwwwkwaaaard.. Buffy just laughs nervously, &amp;quot;Right, what can I say? I&amp;#039;m a late night..Err..Gardener?&amp;quot; she carefully hides the scratch marks on her hands, suddenly feeling self conscious.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oh, except when he mentions &amp;#039;baddies&amp;#039; so casually as if he can see through her rather terrible lie. &amp;quot;Err..Baddies? Who&amp;#039;s fighting..Baddies?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lucifer blinks and raises a brow before he chuckles. &amp;quot;I just figured you wouldn&amp;#039;t want to keep walking around looking like you just burrowed under a bush. Next time, I promise I&amp;#039;ll keep my hands to myself.&amp;quot; He says this and that smile remains as she questions the last thing he said. One shoulder lifts in a shrug. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t worry. Your secrets safe with me. I just hope you didn&amp;#039;t follow someone in here and expect me to give them up easily.&amp;quot; Though, that would be a difficult line for Lucifer. He cannot tell a lie, but he is protective of those within and around his domain - be that the club or Hell itself. Still... &amp;quot;You can just sit here and drink your gin and tonic, relax, and not worry about the world outside for a while.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then, as if by sheer coincidence, a Red Bull is placed in front of her as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:328|Buffy Summers (328)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Buffy Summers bites her lip, busying herself with smoothing her hair out. Ugh..Dammit, soo embarrassing. She&amp;#039;s really got to start carrying a mirror with her when she goes on these little excursions!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Right, of course!&amp;quot; she clears her throat, taking another looong sip of her drink. &amp;quot;Yeah, probably for the best, y&amp;#039;know..&amp;quot; Well, Buffy decides it&amp;#039;s probably best not to finish that sentence. Not really wise to make threats against powerful club owners that share their names with certain supernatural agents and all. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And then there&amp;#039;s that weird tingling she gets in the back of her head whenever she&amp;#039;s around supernatural types. But Buffy is a bit buzzed already and there are other people around. It could be nothing..&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;All the same..Buffy shivers as she finishes the last of her gin and tonic, pushing the glass away. Ooh, a Red Bull..She arches an almost wary brow at Luci. &amp;quot;Well, aren&amp;#039;t we generous tonight. What&amp;#039;s the special occasion?&amp;quot; she smirks, &amp;quot;Not like I&amp;#039;m exactly a loyal customer afterall, working for the &amp;#039;competition&amp;#039; and all.&amp;quot; which could be taken in many ways.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Lucifer lifts a single shoulder in a shrug. &amp;quot;You looked like you could use a little pick me up.&amp;quot; He offers and then smirks. &amp;quot;First drinks are always on the house, and if you&amp;#039;d like another, just say the word.&amp;quot; Is that true for everyone? Maybe. How does he keep the club alive then? It takes more than one free drink to shut down a sin den.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A glance is given over her face, as if he&amp;#039;s trying to discern what the might possibly mean by &amp;#039;competition&amp;#039;. It&amp;#039;s a quick thing, barely noticeable, and he gives that single-shoulder shrug once more. &amp;quot;Every one is a loyal customer of mine one way or the other, Miss Summers. It&amp;#039;s all about the perception of such.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:328|Buffy Summers (328)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Buffy Summers peers at him some more, like she&amp;#039;s been doing for a fair bit of the night, trying to figure out his angle, which..Is pretty tricky so far. He doesn&amp;#039;t *seem* evil afterall. Far from it. Maybe she&amp;#039;s just overanalyzing things.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A casual shrug is given to his comment, a faint smile painting her lips as she cracks open the red bull and takes a slow sip. Phew, this stuff is sweet, but it sure hits the spot. Will help keep her awake for her night studying later. Really, she&amp;#039;s got terrible habits, doesn&amp;#039;t she?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Ohh, I get it now, lure &amp;#039;em in and keep them coming for more, hmm? Although I think after this one, I&amp;#039;ll probably be good for the night. Not a bad place you got here though. I mean, it has its own charm..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Another slow nod as Buffy glances around the place. &amp;quot;Well, I suppose a person could take that any number of ways, couldn&amp;#039;t they?&amp;quot; she grins, So much double meaning tonight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Actually, what I meant, is that I work the security detail at the Blue Lady not far from here, but of course you&amp;#039;ve probably heard of it before? Although it&amp;#039;s always nice to get out and about, check out other places once in a while.&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And I hear you&amp;#039;re having a re-opening celebration come the weekend?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I might have.&amp;quot; Well it&amp;#039;s not a lie, because he indeed might have, and Lucifer wasn&amp;#039;t directly asked the question. Still. &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m glad you think so. If you have some free time on Saturday you should pop in and see what I have in store.&amp;quot; A grin. &amp;quot;Honestly, if anyone thinks I&amp;#039;m competition...well...they haven&amp;#039;t seen anything yet.&amp;quot; The Devil in Disguise says this, smirks, and his eyes...flicker? Maybe it&amp;#039;s just the lighting. &amp;quot;You should really take care of the rest of your night, Miss Summers, and I will hope to see you soon.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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