my_own_advocate | Samsara, Sunday Evening

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Samsara, Sunday Evening

It wasn't a great idea to keep sticking to old traditions to the letter, Lucifer and Octavia had found last weekend. And so Lucifer had suggested something else for this Sunday night.

Samsara.

It was a place where she felt safe. And it could-- go somewhere else, for a nice change of scenery. "Should we take her to the back of the preserve? Or head further along the coast?" Lucifer asked, as he hopped aboard, basket of food in hand.

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"It would still be nice to have a night on the town or something," Lucifer admitted. He threw her an amused look. "Expose you to opera."

Octavia's head tilted, just a little. "That's the really loud singing, right?"

Lucifer laughed. "Yes," he said. "They're loud, dramatic stories told through song. They also require you to dress up a bit. Having both you and Duke there would certainly be an experience."

"I'm sure we can make that happen."

Well, she was already on board, and it probably wouldn't take a lot to convince Duke, right?

"We could go dress-shopping as a date," Lucifer said, grinning as he perked up. "See if we can find you something formal you actually like."

Was there such a thing as a formal leather dress? Now he wanted to find out.

You know, if Octavia hadn't already been willing to go all-in on this, the way he'd perked up just now would have forced her hand.

"Might be a challenge," she rasped, "but I'm up for it."

"I know, but that part is fun," Lucifer said, grinning. "We'll go to New York, try out all those weird little dress shops tucked away in the corners that have all the interesting pieces. I think you can actually get fine dining as a takeaway option there, too, so we could have dinner in Central Park... hm, do you think you'd enjoy the Museum of Natural History?"

He could suddenly picture it all.

Oh, he was launching full-tilt into this?

Octavia was going to just do her best to hang on, then. "Probably," she said. "Sounds about my speed."

Sorry, Octavia. He'd spent so much time trying to concoct the perfect dates for you and Duke he had entirely forgotten about the vast stretch of possibility that was chasing his own interests.

"Let me just," Lucifer said, reaching into his pocket for his phone. "Better to inform you of what it is," he muttered, searching for the website, and--

"Oh, look at that." He held out the phone for her.

Octavia wasn't sure what she'd been expecting as she leaned forward a little to peer at his phone. But it wasn't that.

"Oh," she murmured, instantly softer. Maybe with a little bit of longing. "Finrona."

"Dresses, good food in a beautiful park, and finrona," Lucifer murmured. "Sound like a good date?"

Octavia looked up, and was quick to nod.

"Yeah."

"Then we'll do that sometime soon," Lucifer said, mouth quirking. "After we talk Duke into attending the opera."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Octavia said. "Shouldn't be hard."

"You never know," Lucifer said. "If we accidentally get him on some kind of crusade. Or worse, he'll insist on going dressed entirely in denim."

Octavia snorted softly. "Well, I'm gonna have a talk with him if it looks like it's going that way," she promised.

Lucifer chuckled, and-- thought for a second about telling her about his talk with Duke.

But no. It wasn't right for the mood. "You are quite convincing when you want to be."

"I know."

Especially when there were easy strings to pull.

"We're going to make this happen."

"Thank you," Lucifer said, sliding his hand across the table towards her.

Octavia'd hand slid out to meet his. Fingers brushing against fingers, first.

"You're welcome," she murmured, faintly teasing. "You deserve something you'll like."

"Not that I don't like this," Lucifer was quick to say.

"Didn't think you didn't," Octavia assured him. "I know you have... range."

"And I also deeply enjoy watching you enjoy yourself," Lucifer said, nodding primly.

"Yeah, I know your second-hand enjoyment is second to none."

Her fingers closed around his.

Lucifer laughed and squeezed her fingers. "Is it appropriate to wallow in nostalgia for our sex life now, or would that make you uncomfortable?"

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