Owner	Pose
Lucifer	The call began as soon as Claire had awoken from her prolonged sleep. It was a quiet call-- a low murmur in her ear, particularly during the darkest hours of the night. A whispered summons, one that grew steadily more insistent as the days rolled on. The Master, summoning Claire to labor again. But instead of burning eyes and a voice gravelling with the sound of breaking bones and human screws, it was a /tug/ on her senses. Summoning her. One should could follow unerringly across time and space, even with her eyes shut. Bringing her to Club Lux. The Club sits at the basement level of an upscale, unmarked urban hotel building. To the casual eye it's no different than any other of a number of such brick and stone edifaces, the glowing candle on the basement door lacking any other ornamentation or signage. To Claire, however, the /presence/ of her master overrides all other concerns-- and perhaps it is her sensitivity to the dark mystical arts that she sees clearly past the glamours and illusions to witness the pocket dimension of Lucifer's demesne here on Earth. Down the stairs, into the club, and no one stops her or interdicts her. Nothing is in her path. The music in the dance floor is a low thundering boom, a heartbeat of basso reverberation. The bartender looks up and smiles at Claire when she approaches. "Welcome to Lux," he remarks. "What can I get you?" he inquires.
Claire Voyant	In the all-too-brief span of time since Claire's return to the realm of consciousness, she has managed to direct a small fortune in taxpayer funds towards replacing a wardrobe and - rather more surprisingly - has, through some means, located the one and only import shop on the East Coast that still carries a brand of French cigarettes the rest of the world forgot about sometime around 1947.     And so it is that she enters Club Lux, attired in leather and vinyl and netting, with an unlit cigarette held between the fore and middle fingers of her right hand, navigating around chairs and tables to take a seat at the bar before so much as a word is spoken in her direction.     "They've made it too bright out there," are her first words to Satan after an absence of nearly a century. "FAR too bright. And they'll not let you smoke anywhere, anymore, not even out of doors" she says, slipping off a pair of large, blackout-dark sunglasses with round lenses and a thick, black plastic frame.     She places the cigarette between her lips, the tip smoldering to life with a lingering wisp of sulfur, and takes a deep draw.     "And, with a thin brow arched high, she says, "And the dark lord is tending bar."
Lucifer	"What, you think you're the only one with hobbies?" In an eyeblink, the illusory visage ripples away. He had been a lean, dusky-skinned fellow with a long jaw and hazel eyes. It melts into nothing, and is replaced by a strapping fellow well over six feet tall wearing a pinstriped black suit and white undershirt, with no tie. Wings ripple from his back as if unbound abruptly, glowing with their own inner light. The shadows in the bar vanish. A plant nearby perks up a little. The air even /smells/ cleaner-- raw, fresh tobacco mingling with the scent of clean cotton and a gentle coastal breeze. Gloriously blue eyes focus on Claire's face. "Welcome back to the fold, Claire Voyant," he remarks, his voice carrying a mellifluous echo. "You've been asleep a long time. Gin and tonic?" he offers, reaching under the bar. Claire's cigarette smoke rises skywards and freezes in midair, suspended in stillness. Lux has stopped. /Time/ has stopped-- except for the fallen archangel and his hellhound.
Claire Voyant	"Certainly."     She waits; she takes a slight, slow slip of it, then sets her glass atop the bar and lightly traces the tip of her pinky finger along the rim.     "I do hope you're not looking to ascribe any blame to me for that one. They even managed to subdue the one the angels sent back down, the suicide who never blinks. AND the robots."     Claire gives a recalcitrant little sniff.     "I've never tried to back out. I am yours, as I have been since nineteen twenty-eight and shall be until the stars go out."     She takes another drag; she rolls the cigarette between her fingers, and tilts her chin up to exhale frozen smoke through pursed, darkly painted lips.
Lucifer	"I liked the guy with the smiles," Lucifer agrees, whipping up a gin and tonic with practiced ease. He's pretty good at it. Small surprise there. It slides across the bar towards Claire, stopping neatly in front of her. There's a flutter of wings and Lucifer is next to her at the bar, sitting on a barstool with one leg crossed over the other at the knee. "I never once doubted you, Claire," Lucifer says, with all the honest sympathy only an archangel can muster. "You've been loyal to a fault. I watched you slumber for most of a century," he tells her. "Safe and undisturbed in that ancient cell." A smile crosses his face, and it's warm enough that even the bleak ice around Claire's heart might melt a little. The light of creation itself behind his expression. "I figured you could use the nap." He picks up an empty shotglass and stares at it until bourbon appears, then takes a sip of the liquor. "So you're not adjusting well to this new timeframe," he remarks, sympathetically. "It's a bit of a culture shock. Earth has changed more profoundly in the last century than in the last thousand years."
Claire Voyant	"I suppose."     For a moment Claire is silent, lifting the glass back to her lips and tilting it; she sets it, emptied, onto the bar and with a flick of her nail against the filter of her cigarette makes it into an impromptu ashtray.     "The rest, the others, fare worse. They had lives, careers, children - they had attachments which I, thankfully, did not."     Her lips purse, in clear distaste.     "It's so damn bright. And all the lighting is white, now, and everyone has a phone that's a computer that's a camera that's a tele-vision. They think they know everything, and understand nothing at all."     Another drag, deep enough that her breasts push against the top of her corset and that her exhale, when it comes, is a veritable gust.     "On the plus," she offers, "It must surely be the best of times for you. They don't even think you're real, anymore."     A moment's pause; she gestures towards herself. "And they finally learned how to dress."
Lucifer	"Business has been booming," Lucifer agrees, candidly. A smile tugs at his face at Claire's effortless immmodesty. "But to be honest I have almost nothing to do with it." He shrugs at Claire's look. "Oh, I-- I meddle here and there. A little voice in the right place. An untied shoelace at the right time. Pushing people into a corner. But really this is a world with such immense and instant gratification that even with the population boom, fewer people are willing to deal with me for their mortal soul. I'm just pushing dominos over and watching humanity do... well, what I expected them to do," he says, immaculate fingernails dancing over the lacquer of the bar's surface. "I set my plans in motion when humanity was scratching pictures of their dicks on clay tablets. It's an exciting time," he says, chuckling. "If they can just make it another century or two, the odds of a mass extinction will drop pretty precipitously. Even I can't see the paths to all your possible futures." "But, I will agree that it's at least refreshing to see humanity letting go some of their more puritan inhibitions. Cheers," he remarks, toasting her with a little tilt of his wrist and throwing back his drink. Another appears before the first hits the bartop.
Claire Voyant	"Still," she says. "I thought it would look different.     "The future, I mean.     "I thought the Bauhaus, the Cubists and the Futurists would have built a world where every building were as grand as the Perret's Theatre des Champs-Elysees.     "The others - they expected their jetpacks and their flying cars, their shining cities on the moon where no one knows the sting of poverty.     "But they were children of the era. Everything would work out right, they were certain. But I? I merely wanted a world more pleasant to look at."
Claire Voyant	Her lip curls into a sneer.     "Boxes," she says, with a glance over her shoulder. "Hmph. They turned everything into a box. Just boxes of different sizes. At least Lang made his dystopias stylish."
Lucifer	"The beauty of unfettered capitalism," Lucifer remarks, his tone a mild counterpoint to Claire's angry disappointment. "The seeds were planted with Rockefeller and Carnegie, you know. Men with enough money to make Croesus green with envy. Not merely a wealth inflated over time, but -wealth-, the kind of money that buys government." "Capitalism brought perfect efficiency and shareholders and stock markets. The drive to create profit margins instead of creating something good." His wings flutter once. "Something meaningful." "The fact is, the human creative spirit wasn't killed by the Germans or nationalism or tribalism or religion, my dear hellhound. It was killed by efficiency. There's no more efficient way to organize a city than with cubes." "So the human spirit dies by a thousand strokes at a three percent annual return on investment."
Claire Voyant	"It's funny," is what Claire adds to this.     "During the war, they were so afraid of the Russians. Even while we were over there, even while we were linking forces together," she says as she leans against the bar, elbow on its surface, arm crooked, cigarette held towards the heavens, "They were planning the next one, how to best use their doomsday weapons and their mystery men.     "But it never really came, did it? They fought little wars, but never the big one. They built up their agencies, to throw against one another. But in the end the Russians collapsed inward, and the Americans" - it is clear she feels no particular allegiance to her place of birth, even that she in no meaningful way now views herself as human - "The Americans seem to have collapsed outwards, the body giving way to the tumor that grew within it."     She flicks her cigarette again.     "But they stopped lynching people. That's SOMEthing."
Lucifer	"It is something," Lucifer agrees, nodding along. "Small... stilted progress. In a few countries," he says, fingers flicking through the air. "Most of the rest of the world lurches from disaster to disaster, uncertainty on the horizon every step of the way." "But, as I said-- business is down, but not out," he assures Claire. "You'll be busy most nights. Lots of people with a bill come due are out there. And you might find Lux a comfortable place to relax," he says, lifting his chin to the frozen dance floor. Time flickers back into proper rhythm, but weirdly he and Claire still seem separated from the rest of reality as the bass drops on the dance floor and a seething mass of humanity roils and twists and curls. "A safe harbor for the wretches of the world. Hotel upstairs, recreation, a restaurant. Better than resting at the local women's home," he informs her, smiling again a little wryly. "Staring at the ceiling and waiting for daylight to arrive."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "My cat sat on my lap for his 30 seconds of attention, then did a desperate backflip to freedom."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I know someone who could you give a face without all that 'scion of Apocalyse' trouble, kid."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Age of X did the right thing by making him a miserable disfigured freak again."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah he has some sort of weird psionic furnace thing instead of organs, I think?"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant liked Age of X. The only thing from it that seemed to stick was Frenzy as an X-Man, tho.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant hasn't seen of the X stuff post, like, Secret War
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah, I think Guido murdered him, took over Hell, and brought Monet back to life or something like that"
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I might find some storyline to read through at some point, but... man, I just ... one team, two team, gold team, blue team, Jean is dead, Jean is back, everyone's Apocalypse, etc. etc."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "Sorry, that's the plot to a Dr. Who episode, Nightwing."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "They're basing it on the Bill Sienciewicz stuff, especially on Demon Bear. Show some of the Demon Bear stuff to a random person and they'd think it's concept for a horror movie, not a superhero thing."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "That's basically what 'New Mutants is a horror movie' means."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Oh my god I hate that so much too, Jono"
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I can see why you like Skreet, Claire. She's a Goth Tinkerbell."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I really liked Avengers Arena and Avengers Undercover but I reeeeaally wanted to see some weird Cammi and Skreet thing."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "And yeah she's, like, goth-punk tinkerbelle, cosmic powered. She's ridiculous and great."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I'm also pretty sure that you can't shrink an infinite coterminate plane of existence into a bottle."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "No, you'd wind up putting the rest of existence in a bottle instead. That's how this stuff works."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "It'd just be Hell, the Silver City, and you standing in a white void with a mason jar that contains the universe."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The cosmology in Sandman and Lucifer is pretty antithetical to Calvinism."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "No it's these three lunatics. One of them is Constantine."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "Querl, go take a show and then wrap a cold towel around your head and neck."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "And sipping hot tea can help jumpstart the cooling reflex."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I already app'd the much cooler predecessor to the the Legion."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "He's making a name for himself to give you guys something to aspire to."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "He isn't a tool, he just knows that the best way to protect the universe is to conquer it."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah, Finesse was on my short list for if they turned down Claire. She's great."
Lucifer	Lucifer puts Claire in a broom closet with old jazz and a cigarette. "Sorry folks, daytime makes her cranky."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant legit a single day a month where she needs to get up before noon and it honestly takes about an entire week to get ready to do something at 8 AM.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Claire smokes ridiculously rare French cigarettes no one else has heard of since the 30s, so Finesse would feel at home rummaging in her purse."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant goes to work at, uh, like 9:45 PM when she works.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Play your cards right, Finesse, and you might just get to be Widowette."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I might need to stay paying you a percentage, Claire."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Are you going with the version where your dad's a demon, Kurt?"
Lucifer	Lucifer makes a point of just jumping out of the shadows once in a while and going "BOO" at Kurt.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "They're, like... tiny, teleporting devil-elf-imp things that serve Kurt's dad."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I don't know if they're ALL alcoholics, but I remember them constantly stealing booze in the comic where Wolverine was Professor X-ing."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant will find a Black Alice, then round up all the little goths and play denmother.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Ditto, Traci. I can't even imagine writing an app for Alice."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "For those who aren't familiar, she's kind of Rogue except she doesn't need to touch anyone, it's only magic, and when she's using someone's powers they don't have them."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "'Black Alice has used the powers of: Alan Scott, Blue Devil, Cheetah, Circe, Lord Deimos, Dr. Fate, Dr. Occult, Etrigan, Felix Faust, Giganta,Yz the Thunderbolt, Jeannette, one of the Marvel Family, Misfit, Nightshade, Raven, The Spectre, Traci 13, Wonder Girl, Zatanna, as well as others.'"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Also when she steals someone's powers, she gets a goth version of their costume https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e2/17/5d/e2175d6125583af2b7be917d16966446.jpg"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Like you need to be a swam to seduce the Teen Titans. Why break out the champagne when malt liquor will work?"
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "But keep it in mind, I'm thinking about an annual bonus on Halloween this year."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant, belatedly, did have some kind of weird hypnosis/mind control/influence power in the 40s books, but stuck with what was in The Twelve and the appendix writeup because the 40s stuff is really, really, really weird.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant thinks this one is sort of hilarious. 'I just remade you into an unstoppable engine of punishment! Now you get the deluxe tour.' https://s29.postimg.org/om05zkfyf/Mystic_Comics_4_Page_38.jpg
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I wonder if there are ten million knockoff Harley Quinn outfits in a world where she actually exists."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I suspect that in worlds with supers, there is a /booming/ costume industry."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "I think they mentioned it in JL:U with Supergirl's fan following in Japan, and in Young Justice, all the high school kids dress as supers for halloween."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "In Gen13/Superman, Fairchild buys a Supergirl costume a couple of times."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Guy's was Warriors, I think. And there was another one, I think Planet Krypton, that had all the fake superhero items and everyone wore costumes, from Kingdom Come?"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah, that's true. And that version of Ragdoll was a super-world Charles Manson."
Lucifer	Lucifer says, "Haha now I can see entire books and parenting blog posts. "What super is appropriate for my kids this halloween?""
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I honestly think Starman is, like, the best 'straight' superhero book ever."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant thought Blackest Night was like the dumbest thing ever but still went out and got an actual copy of the Starman issue
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I'd imagine it's kind of like a Sandman thing where people are wary of touching it because of how good it was"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "James Robinson is a nice guy, too, I used to know him."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I haven't really read anything he's done since ... I dunno, Justice Society, I guess? Or, no, that Starman issue"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant had to change some stuff too, Traci. I think it's clear that they're bigoted against goths.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant knows Mary mostly from, uh... I Can't Believe It's Not Justice League or whatever it was, and Final Crisis.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "No that's just an alternate reality deal where she's 'Mistress Mary'"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "They go to Hell in it, and Hell is a burger place."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Haha. It was just two minis, I don't think it was canon."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "It was, like, a reunion thing of the Giffen JLA"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I know the names of, like, 4 Legion members outside the main ones. I include in that 'Spider Girl' and 'Satan Girl.'"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "It always pays to read up on the company you work for, Traci."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant recommends Jeffrey Burton Russell's "The Devil: Perceptions of Evil from Antiquity to Primitive Christianity."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant actually really does recommend that, it's a great book that starts a great series.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Burton Russell's stuff is academic, but it's really compelling if you're interested in history, theology, and in the later books, philosophy."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant sits by the pool beneath an umbrella the size of a small house, defeating the entire purpose.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant proceeds to get day drunk on cocktails no one has heard of since prohibition ended.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant is pretty into WW2-and-legacy characters, which is probably not a shocker.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Nemesis is weird, he's ... like ... a kind of one-note WW2 retcon char who turned into a Warren Ellis char without Warren Ellis being at all involved"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Oh, I think he's a really cool character, it's just a weird progression"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "No, honestly, it just popped into my head and I got really lucky at finding it."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant recommends, uh... Claritin Reditabs, if it's an allergy thing, by the way.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I'm super weird about that. If I get, like, 4-6 hours I'm okay. If I get, uh, 12 plus I'm okay. And basically anything between I spend the day miserable and trying not to fall asleep."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant's sleep schedule isn't what you'd call 'normal' or 'healthy' in general, tho. It jumps around a ton because there are really only three days a week, tops, where she needs to actually do anything.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant is back. With narcotics! And she saw these super, super, super fat pigeons nesting at the pharmacy. So fat. Like, city park fat. I've never seen pigeons that fat here.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The pharmacy I go to, the building was originally a bank. So they've got a ton of pneumatic tubes and a drive-thru area, and there's a canopy over everything and the enormously fat pigeons have nested there and all of the lights are just COVERED in their shit. It's great."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant stares blankly ahead in a way that crudely approximates approval.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Just because someone is pregnant doesn't mean I'm involved, Winifred."
Claire Voyant	"This is tonight, then?"     The question is aimed at no one in particular and is in any event a purely rhetorical one, posed as it is at the very top of the publicly viewable stairway to Lux's upper levels where no one - no one human, at the least - will ever hear it. She is a statuesque (and, let's be honest, almost disturbingly beautiful) platinum blonde dressed in a fashion that is, to coin a phrase, 'the 1940s crashing into a fetish boutique': fishnet top and corset, sable-lined bolero and vinyl leggings, platform boots and enormous, round-lensed glasses made blackout dark.     One hand, the left, rests upon the bannister; the other, bent upwards at the elbow, holds a lit cigarette between fore and middle fingers. She descends, with a grace as if floating, and she makes for the bar. Moving behind without a moment's hesitation she manages to purloin a bottle of brut champagne, a bottle of fine gin, a lemon and simple syrup, and then to wordless make herself, and then to rapidly drink, a French 75. She extinguishes her cigarette in the sink, and then she lifts the second she has made.     And then she's standing outside of Lux, near the entrance, left arm folded beneath her ample chest, left hand cupping her right elbow. It would, she supposes, have been dreadfully gauche to burst through the doors before they're meant to open.
Claire Voyant	She makes a little face, lips pursed together and cheeks tightened at the invitation - but she accepts it, however grudgingly. She takes a bare minimum of food onto a plate and then finds an unoccupied space at where she may pick at it. It's only her drink and the fresh and unlit cigarette she rolls between the fingers of her left hand that seem to hold actual appeal for her. She takes long, slow sips and, when the glass is half full, removes the slice of lemon from its rim and calmly, casually eats it in two bites without any trace of a flinch.     Another sip. With two black-nailed fingers of her left hand she takes a small bit of meat and lifts it to her mouth, and for less than the span of the blink of an eye, someone swears that past the perfect cupid's bow of her lips are needles made of bone. The flat of her thumb presses against her lips, and she sucks it clean. As more of the sun vanishes beneath the horizon, she slides the glasses off her face.
Claire Voyant	The wonderful Miss Voyant, sitting with her legs demurely crossed and her hand upon her thigh, finishes her drink and sets the now-emptied champagne flute upon the table. She eats a small wafer from off of her plate. And she watches, and she listens, and that is all.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant is eating nilla wafers and listening to Leonard Cohen for breakfast.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The quote from him I always remember is - he gave an interview to The Onion A&V, and he talked about how he took his kid's class to a guitar factory and nobody there recognized him, not even in passing, and it kind of bummed him out and then the next day he took a bunch of trash to the dump and everybody who worked there lined up to get his autograph. "Dump people are my people.""
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant teaches Finesse the parable of Thole, King of Switchglass. It ... appears to be something about binging and purging, but involving the use of interdimensional portals? And then becoming mortal and buying corpses. She might not be telling it right.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "And yeah, it's like... "hm how do we make the story of Thole even more of a punch to the throat oh i know""
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "If you're a Sapphire yours shows a ton more skin than mine, so you can still lay claim to Purplegoth."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant scoffs. Covered. Scoff. I've seen those outfits. They're, like... three pieces of purple tinfoil.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant isn't 100 percent awake yet and has her med melting under her tongue
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant's remit is 'punish the damned, pursue those who escape my wrath' and 'show them killer gams, dollface'
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The latter is generally ommitted from the retelling, because it was judged to make The Devil look, and I quote, 'like a damn longshoreman.'"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant wants someone to app Minerva Cheetah to hang out with her and talk about making pacts with terrible powers.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Pentex is a giant omniversal corporation run by, basically, The Wyrm, that likes to pave rainforests."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah there's, like, 4 Sets, and the Roxxon one is all Serpent Crowns and Brides and world-eating and stuff."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant doesn't really know anything about Birdy, just that she existed.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "You could work for the devil, Vic. The hours are great."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Hey, he worked plenty hard. They used to keep him chained up in a storm cellar. He had to chew off a leg to get free and murder his parents and eat a delicious pie."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Yeah I'm 5'4" on a good day and I'm pretty sure I could beat up Johnny Depp."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I'm ashamed to admit I really, really, really liked the first... like, 3 pirate movies. I haven't bothered to see this latest one."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "It was Black Pearl, then the two Davey Jones ones, then the mermaid one"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "You say that, and yet you won't accept my friend request on Facebook."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "If you had a Facebook account, you'd know he's always posting in the Lux staff group."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant wonders if she could be summoned. "I guess I'm technically a demon."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The Marvel appendix said she's an 'ascended demon' or something like that."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Like, uhm, whatshisname, the guy who was the first big villain for Constantine."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant checks Grace's sheet. Let's wrestle. But let's do it quick, before Lucifer decides there should be oil and swimwear involved.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant needs to find places to be and things to do.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "I really like the char, yeah. She's usually on my Maybe list for if my main chars are taken or not doable."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "She's, like, a mirror world Fairchild who'd make Fairchild super, super, super uncomfortable."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant is vaguely tempted to try to find her Cait writeup just for that thought.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant did her on HeroMUX for a while. A ton of fun, but I had an insanely amazing Roxy to play off.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "The stuff I did with her was some of my favorite stuff ever. I lost contact forever ago or I'd whine at her until she came here."
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "Most of it was pretty terrible but Adam Warren made it amazing and Adam Hughes did a really really good two-shot"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant liked that they let her actually put 'The Clothing Thing' as a flaw. No matter what she's wearing, Cait's outfit will assuredly be torn to shreds by the middle of any fight and leave just enough to keep her from getting fined.
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant says, "She went through like 3 Supergirl costumes in the crossover oneshot"
Claire Voyant	Claire Voyant doesn't think she ever ended up in a fight there, tho.