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<p>Created page with &quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2019/10/22 |Location=Coventry, Bristol Township |Synopsis=Lucifer talks about the Coventry murders with Black Cat. |Cast of Characters=40,735 |Tiny...&quot;</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>{{Log Header<br /> |Date of Scene=2019/10/22<br /> |Location=Coventry, Bristol Township<br /> |Synopsis=Lucifer talks about the Coventry murders with Black Cat.<br /> |Cast of Characters=40,735<br /> |Tinyplot=Coventry Murders<br /> |pretty=yes<br /> }}<br /> {{Poses<br /> |Poses=:&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;The plan was for a light lunch and wandering about the area of Manhattan between the Cat and the Devil. After all, a successful sealing of a loose and fritzing ley line absolutely warranted celebration! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&#039;s a standard ringtone to go off inside Felicia&#039;s trench coat pocket. The cat-burglar, sitting in the back of a glossy black-paneled summoned ride, pulls out her cell phone and eyebrows down at it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Lucifer, hello,&quot; she says after sliding the screen active. Felicia&#039;s jade-green eyes rise from her lap, distracted as she listens. A long sigh follows complete with a slump of her shoulders -- it&#039;s enough to make the driver glance in the rear-view mirror quickly.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Obviously, murder doesn&#039;t care about anyone&#039;s fun schedule, much less mine,&quot; Lucifer is saying. He&#039;s stopped near his car in a neighborhood in Coventry, relaxing against the front fender of the convertible. His tone is chatty, despite the dark topic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;If you&#039;ve been watching the news, I&#039;m sure you know about the sorority bunny that appeared to lose her mind a few days ago,&quot; Lucifer continues, pausing to wait to see if Felicia&#039;s on the same page, before he&#039;ll continue. &quot;Killed half-dozen of her friends? Tragic, tragic.&quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Yeah, I saw that come across the feed on my phone. It&#039;s definitely a shame.&quot; Felicia&#039;s voice is full of condolence; her eyebrows knit as she watches the traffic be passed and pass them in turn, given New York street propensity to be somewhat like a school of vehicular fish. &quot;I can&#039;t imagine how her sisters feel. I mean, I still keep track of my ladies from back in college,&quot; she shares before sighing heavily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I mean, do you know anything more about it?&quot; The volume of the question drops lower and more conspiratorial. Thankfully, the ride is less than a city block from her destination. The driver won&#039;t be able to do much more than wonder at the topic of conversation.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, yes, frankly; I was there,&quot; Lucifer replies, switching phone to his other ear, to reach into his right pocket, his usual drink. A few sirens blare in the background of Lucifer&#039;s side of the call, as a cop car backs up out of a parking area near him, headed off to antoher location.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Obviously it&#039;s not ideal to speak to over the phone. But before you ask, I wasn&#039;t involved. Well. Not /directly/,&quot; Lucifer adjusts. &quot;Not in the first part. It&#039;s complicated. Purely acted in a punisher role.&quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;Felicia&#039;s reflection in the car window blinks back at herself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Uh...hold that thought, Bowie.&quot; Pressing her phone to the fall of her pearly-pink scarf along her front, she leans forwards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Excuse me, can you drop me off here? Plans have changed. Thank you.&quot; The driver gets a brilliant bright and red-lipped smile for the fearless dive into a temporary parking spot outside of a small boutique. The thief departs with a twiddly-fingered wave and then steps beneath the awning of the shop, out of the way of pedestrian traffic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Okay, I&#039;m back -- and that&#039;s more than a little complicated, Lucifer,&quot; Felicia adds with an undertone of worry for the club owner. Knowing he consults with the police doesn&#039;t take away her own chariness involving the authorities.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Sure,&quot; Lucifer answers as she asks him to hold on, taking the opportunity to have a drink. He also covers his own phone for a moment, as one of the detectives nearby approaches Lucifer, and asks him something in a low tone. &quot;Not at all,&quot; Lucifer replies to them. &quot;But I&#039;m on the phone at the moment,&quot; he adds. A little bit later, Lucifer&#039;s clearly back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;It&#039;s quite simple, really. Dark forces at work. They reacted to some choice words I offered them. Not a problem. I mean, the optics aren&#039;t ideal, six women collapsing, and I didn&#039;t get the information I needed to find the others quickly, but still.&quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Okay, soooooooo...simply complicated then,&quot; the thief laughs into the phone. Fingernails draw the loosely-waved fall of pale hair back over her shoulder as she glances off to one side idly. &quot;What else did you find out? I mean, I remember about things going unfortunately missing and their propensity to cause problems that us cute little mundane people would be concerned about.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The wording is deliberate -- no need to attract unnecessary attention, unlikely as it given Felicia&#039;s just an uptown gal out for a day of shopping in the cooler fall weather.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Well, six of them are no longer causing problems, but they didn&#039;t lead back to their buddies, either,&quot; Lucifer replies evenly, following her lead in vagueness, not that he necessarily has to be vague on his end. Still, this is more entertaining, to mimic it. &quot;After the eagle landed - that&#039;s me, I&#039;m the eagle - the chickens chopped their own heads off, rather than expose who they were. I apologize, that metaphor was clearly lacking.&quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;Felicia purses her lips against a laugh, but it still slips to sound like a very deliberate cough regardless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;It&#039;ll do, Bowie,&quot; she murmurs before looking the other way now. Oh, how delightful, a tour group -- how cute. &quot;I think I might come look around myself. The police might need to stick to their rules and regulations, but this is something...it kind of hits home with me. Maybe I can do something to help.&quot; Shuffling in place, the thief slips her other hand into her coat pocket and looks down at her toes. &quot;I&#039;m not sure how to help yet, but I&#039;ll think of something. Like I said...what are rules when you can do some good while bending them a little?&quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Are you actively under investigation by any police?&quot; Lucifer asks. One can probably even hear his eyebrow raise through the phone. It isn&#039;t judgmental: he&#039;s asking for information, only. The tone is more &#039;I need to know if you need a wig&#039;, not that she shouldn&#039;t help.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;You could do some scrying rituats, if you wanted. I can get us into the last location, if you want to pretend to be a psychic,&quot; Lucifer says, tickled by the idea.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;Red-red lips curl into a self-pleased smile.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Bowie...&quot; She chides the man on the far end of the line in a singsong two-piecing of the nickname. &quot;As if I would get caught or be seen by the fuzz. Tcht.&quot; Pride, thy name is Felicia. &quot;But I like the idea of a scrying ritual, yeah -- and I was a pretty good actress back in college. I bet I could pull it off.&quot; She sounds eminently confident in herself. The tour group passes by and Lucifer can probably hear the brief rise in babble as they do.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> :&#039;&#039;&#039;{{#var:735|Lucifer (735)}} has posed:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I&#039;d never suggest they&#039;d have caught you,&quot; Lucifer replies evenly. &quot;If it /was/ an issue I&#039;d rather know, is all. How distractingly handsome do I need to be, that sort of thing.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A pause, as Lucifer has another drink, and then tosses the empty flask into the passenger seat of his car. &quot;In all seriousness, I just need to determine if these are cultists or zombies or skinwalkers or poor innocents with some virus, or what. If they&#039;re demons, then it&#039;s a little more personal for me. I don&#039;t need to get into the reasons about that right now, but as it sits, it seems perfectly safe to use for a scry.&quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He checks the time. &quot;I&#039;ll text you an address, but I need a few hours with the cops before I can meet you. I&#039;ll let you know,&quot; Lucifer offers. After their goodbyes are complete, Lucifer heads back over to the crime scene, relaxed and smiley as always.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;<br /> }}</div>

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