16524/Interlude: This is not an intervention

Interlude: This is not an intervention
Date of Scene:	09 September 2024
Location:	Lucifer's Penthouse, Melville
Synopsis:	Discussing Spawn and how he might or might not be a threat
Cast of Characters:	Sinister, Phantasm (Drago), Lucifer

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Sinister has posed:
It's been a fun few days, hasn't it boys and ... uh... boys?

Talks, discussions, things that go bump in the night, all of these wonderful contributing factors to an actual phonecall of:

"Nick, we probably need to inform Lucifer about Applebees. The last thing he needs to be, is potentially blindsided. Sunday, after practice."

And thus, bottles of good wine, a platter of amuse bouche, veggie sticks and dip, all store bought because one individual that lives here, does not do cooking very well at all.

All the windows are open, to let fresh september air into the penthouse, mild easy listening is playing and Nathaniel is reviewing a diagram and compound review of a standard demon summoning ritual. Because of course he is. "Can't measure what cannot be measured. Well, this is quite clear... back to square one."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Oh what oh what is there about Applebees that Lucifer needs to be informed, or in this case, warned about? Could it be that a lot of the items on the menu are just frozen entrees reheated and replated?

No! It is-

Ok well maybe that should be touched upon once everyone's settled.

Nick is already here. Seated and looking to the veggie sticks and dip.

Oh darn. And he already ate before coming here.

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer is home. Because why would he not be? Did he hear the conversation that was had via Nathaniel and Nick? Likely not. He's been trying to figure out how to maybe gain an audience with Azrael that's not going to end up with having to have her come down and do her job to give her cause to show up. Either way...

When he walks into the kitchen to find all the finger foods and treats, good wine, and a Nick. Feels and scents the fresh September air that fills the room - thankful it hasn't gotten too cold just yet so he'll be comfortable without begging for the windows to be closed again.

He raises a brow, looks around, and then gives a little smile. "Hello Nick. What a nice surprise to see you here..." Then he side eyes Nathaniel. "Should I be worried?"

Sinister has posed:
"Worried? Probably not, no. It's not really... well..." Sinister lowers the diagram and sets it on the nearest shelf, holding it down with a crystal skull ornamentation -- they're almost all hoaxes anyway -- and looks over toward Nick. "Well, fine, but the -wine- is good..."

Gliding back, he leans in to Lucifer's cheek to give a kiss in greeting, then is off to remove the pre-brewed coffee from the machine, to go with the tray already set up.

And there's cheesy biscuit snacks with actual cheese on a platter, brought out of the fridge. Forgive the former for being a bit too cold, he didn't think about that.

"I think Nick needs to give the pre-amble."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick blinks before looking to the doctor and then to Lucifer. "Oh."

Nick slides forward in the seat, resting his forearms onto his legs.

"Right...the Applebees thing..." He pauses, eyes closing, "Well I was dream traveling and kind of popped out near an Applebee's. It was after operating hours for the restaurant and there was a couple in the parking lot. And there was this general... feeling. So I slowed down. The guy attacked the lady so I swooped down and knocked out the guy. But then it got weirder."

Lucifer has posed:
"It got weirder...how?" Lucifer asks this as he walks up to where some of the finger foods are, picking up a carrot and biting into it to chew thoughtfully. "Wine is always good. Which bottle did you bring out?" He actually reaches to grab it to see what the label is. He seems to think on things for a moment longer before taking another bite of the carrot. "Okay. I think I'm with you. Applebees. After hours. You were dream walking. Something crazy was happening so you stopped."

He looks between the two once more and shifts himself into a seat.

Sinister has posed:
"From what I gathered, the woman attacked then seemed to turn the tables on the situation and Nick called me in to consolidate and get a better perspective on the would-be mugging and potential mistake made." Sinister explains a bit further, looking from Devil to distant Nephalim back and forth a couple of times.

"I didn't convey this at the time, because there were more pressing distractions and important matters to handle, but there was a lot of information in the minds of those involved in that operation. I'll share after..." he exhales "...anyway, it turns out that the victim wasn't the victim but the sting. Nick may have knocked Spawn unconcious. What followed was... awkward to say the least."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick brings a hand up to rub the back of his head as Nathaniel fills in some more gaps.

"It turns out Spawn took the form of the guy that the lady and her accomplices were targeting."

The hand lowers, eyes opening as he glances back over to Sinister, "By the time the van and car were pulled back and turned around, everyone in the van was dead or dying. And Spawn was talking about how we stole from him. So I told him I wouldn't have knocked him out if he hadn't been giving rapist vibes and we didn't owe him shit."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer gives another brow raise. "Okay wait. So there was someone playing a victim, but wasn't actually the victim but trying to... frame someone? But the someone was actually Spawn but because Spawn's persona was giving bad vibes, Nick, you knocked him out for a bit. Then when he came to.... he was upset with the both of you?" Lucifer is trying to make sure he has his head wrapped around what all information he was just given.

"And I suppose that this may fall back on me because Spawn knows the association with me that the two of you have and he may or may not come at me because he's pissed off at you two?"

Sinister has posed:
"Basically, that. Yes. And I know you've a thing on him at the moment," Sinister replies, glancing to Nick. There's probably extra that could be shared, but --

"The woman was actually a human organ harvester and trafficker. I had a wealth of information in my mind, her crew were seasoned, they'd done it more than just the once. Their client was a european billionaire with rather deep pockets and an urgent need. Their target was supposed to have been in the area, a gentleman by the name of Goldstein, AB negative, very clean living type. And they got a spawn instead. But..."

Here he shakes his head. "I prevented the woman escaping with her cronies, tried to do so relatively discretely..." gesturing at Nick "...for his sake. But somewhere in all that, Spawn woke up again and slaughtered nearly the entire of the crew and attempted to /demand/ I obey him and release his prey." He clucks his tongue "...I don't take being told what to do very well, then in true style, he cut his nose off to spite his face and killed his information source by torture. I very much wanted to yell about subtlety and mindreading, but..." he exhales "...I did not."

Pause, beat. "Though if it becomes relevant, I have all the information." He taps his head significantly at the temple.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"To the reveal of information he wasn't privy to, Nick's head tilts. "Seasoned...If there are others in the group and you know where they are. We could go after them."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer thinks on things for a moment and then nods his head. "So. Woman was part of an operation to try and lure someone in so they could gut their organs for the black market. Spawn took that victim's form... but Nick came upon the scene thinking something else entirely was going down. Spawn gets knocked out, and then somehow the woman and her cohorts all wind up being killed. But you have enough information to likely take out others from this group. Up to and including the one with the deep pockets..." He summarizes, again, to make sure he still has at least most the details correct.

"And we're also a little miffed that Spawn tried to order us around rather than asking us to do things. And at the end of it all, Nick has less information than Nathaniel because Nathaniel is a telepath and that's how he gleaned all the information. And at the end of all that, being here and having finger foods and wine.... I'm being warned off against a hellspawn that might just have a hitch in his giddyup because of my husband? Heh. He'll see how far that gets him if he tries anything..."

Sinister has posed:
"Essentially? Yes. I do dislike individuals thinking that they have any right or privalege to order me about," Sinister in fact, plotted endlessly to get out of one individual doing that. One might even call it a buggerboo of his.

With a look to Nick, he pours himself a glass of the wine and takes it up, sipping long and deep for the sake of quelling sour tastes.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick nods. "That's a given...One reason I asked Nathaniel over is because I couldn't exactly read their minds. To determine why they were doing what they were doing. Although when they started talking about buyers I was starting to lean away from the Spy games theory."

Hey. When you spend well over a year either in safe houses or directly under the care of SHIELD agents- That possibility doesn't seem as farfetched.

"...I probably could have been politer in my response to him." Nick allows, "But...Yeah that rubbed me the wrong way as well. Although...he was a help in Westchester the night prior to that so... evens out."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer shrugs. "He's a hellspawn. There's no real mannerisms to use or not use with him. If you want to tell him to fuck off, you have every right to do so..." Saying this as he looks to Nathaniel as the man pours himself a glass of wine only to reach - once a sip has been supped - and attempts to pluck it from his lover's hand.

"Either way. Thank you for the heads up... and since you're here Nick...suppose I should tell you some other news..." He smirks. "Nathaniel is...open to the idea...of family mac and cheese night. I was thinking of only inviting Raph and Azrael. For reasons." Though he also needs to maybe have a separate talk with Azrael before or after then.

Sinister has posed:
"I have mentioned however, that I have no compunctions of extricating a mind from its husk and imprisoning it, if individuals piss me off. I won't be pushed around again, except by mischievous archangels who are stealing my not-very-hard-earned wine..." the mock glower to Lucifer has about as much sting as a plushie wasp, we'll note.

"I'm rather hoping that nobody is liable to be a twit around me."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
With the assurance that he did not have to be polite to the Hellspawn Nick gives a nod. "Ok."

The mention of the mac and cheese night however-

The sides of Nick's mouth curls upwards. "Okay." The voice brightens to the confirmation with but a slight falter at Sinister's warning. "...Ok..."

He hurms. "And just how easily will it be to get you to that point? Kind of determining if we'll need to concern ourselves with dessert or if we'll only have time for the mac and cheese."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer takes a sip of the wine, for tasting purposes but actually swallows, and then has another full sip. The glass is then offered back to Nathaniel while the Devil gives Nick a side glance. "Honestly, why do you think I'm only considering inviting the two? Of everyone, those two did little to no harm to Nathaniel. So we might even get to coffee after dessert so long as they behave. Which I know one will do. Raphael will just be a twit who hides all the ambrosia flasks."

He grins.

"But in all truth, while there's a lingering threat from Nathaniel, I feel like of the choir, those two will behave the best. And I want this to be a gradual thing. Cause there's a lot more than Nathaniel's wrath they'll get if they decide otherwise."