𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜

“I don’t…I don’t even wanna know what that means.” She finished her beer and slid the cash to the bartender.

She didn’t know what she was implying, but it sounded like a threat and she wasn’t about to get in a bar fight if she didn’t have to.

she leaned back to look at the guy. “Yeah I thought that, fuckin’ perv.”

She looked back to Loona. “I just…I don’t buy it lady. None of that religious stuff.” She waved her hand dismissively. “But you do you, I ain’t fightin’ over it.”

“Oh I beg to differ. Only tweaker start talkin’ about demons and shit.” She gave her a look. “Hate to burst ya bubble lady, all that religious stuff? It’s a load of crap, they just spoon feed it to ya so ya have hope when ya bite the dust.”

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She stares at her for a moment, slowly putting down her beer.

“You on fuckin’ drugs or somethin’?” She looked her over.

“Well from where then? Ya definitely ain’t got a southern twang so I would assume Florida.”

“Ah…makes sense. Well welcome to New York…” she shrugged. “Nice city, pretty shitty underbelly. Though seems like ya can handle herself.

“So what part the south ya from? Florida?”

“Jesus, don’t let me get on ya bad side then.” She clocked the finger and masked her look of grossed out.

“So…imma take from the accent you ain’t from here.” She noted calmly.

She was sitting at the bar, nursing a beer as she paused arching a brow.

“Looks like ya had a fun night.” She gave her a look over before taking a slow drink.

“Huh another quiet night…weird.”

She looked out the window of her apartment, glancing to the street below with a small sigh.

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Age: 83 (Immortal)

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Alignment: Evilest motherfucker of all time

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She had just met.

It made her more curious about this Lucifer. She could tell he really loved into the persona of charm, desire, sin. To her, she just assumed he had a fascination with the Devil rather than him actually being him.

Sasha watched as the crowd parted for them. She glanced over at him as they made their way to the centre of the dance floor.

Tp her this felt like a dream, that at any moment she would blink and this would be over. She had never gotten such special treatment in her life, let alone from people

She glanced to his hand before slowly reaching out taking it.

“A dance sounds lovely.”

The same bullshit I been livin’ all my life. Even if it’s only a week or two.”

She finished off her own drink and set it on the bar counter.

“Unusual I guess is a good word for me. Didn’t really have such an easy life. Guess you could say I close myself off from people after being screwed over one too many times.” She shrugged.

“Partly why came to L.A get out of

“Really?” She seemed genuinely surprised, she hadn’t expected a man with his reputation to even so much as glance her way.

It earned another smile all the same.

“That’s a first for me honestly. People don’t often look my way and stick around for a chat, let alone buy me drinks.”

The other lovely ladies here tonight, why choose me?”

She was genuine with this question, many people didn’t approach her because of how she looked, the scars were usually a deterrent. Or she would get those looks of pity, but he didn’t seem to care, which piqued her curiosity.

An exception to be something different than her regular self.

Yet, something about him drew her in. What was this guys deal? How could a stranger feel so inviting to her? She didn’t know.

Though she is did know the truth about him, she probably would have panicked.

“So tell me, out of all

“Sasha.” She said with a slight smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She leaned on the bar a little.

Her manners were awkward, she wasn’t used to this type of scene. Back in New York she was rough, temperamental and very much introverted. She didn’t often head out on the club scene. But L.A was

Name spoken a lot with the mention of Lux. “Seems kinda on brand. Given the name of the club and all.” She shifted, facing him now. Her icy blue eyes were intense. The scarred features on the right side of her face only made them stand out more.

“It’s a pretty decent place. Isn’t anything like I seen before.” She admitted. “Definitely lives up to the hype. Can see why this is a popular destination.” She glanced over the crowds, taking a sip of her drink.

“I’m gonna guess you’re the owner of this place…uh Lucifer right?”

She has heard his

New York accent slipping as she looked him over.

She was genuinely curious, there was just something about this guy that drew her in. She couldn’t explain it.

Her eyes blue eyes looked him over, her long black hair partially draped over the scarred part of her face.

She glanced over to the well dressed gentleman in the stool beside her.

“You do that for everyone, or just ones you like?” She asked calmly, her voice a little rough. That unmistakable

Couldn’t hurt. She was on a vacation after all why not indulge?.

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Sasha very rarely took trips but she figured a little break from New York couldn’t hurt.

She found herself in LA. If she was honest she felt like a fish out of water walking into this high end club called ‘Lux’. Everyone had recommended it to her so she figured a drink

*She was sitting at the tattoo shop. Sitting at the desk by her work station working on a design on her tablet while music played on the stereo next to her*