[video] 16/4 - Ghost Sightings

[attractedtodarkness]

[When the feed comes on in the afternoon, it shows Violet glaring at her camera phone. The past few days have been nothing short of irritating. Her stance on ghosts has been to ignore them but with the number of murdered growing, it's been getting harder and harder to. (That and they seem to have discovered she can see them)]

All right, asshole! I don't care what kind of underworld angel you are. Just quit killing people! I'm sick of seeing dead ghosts wandering around with blood on their faces and their guts hanging out.

[She brushes her hair from her face in agitation]

If you've somehow been living under a rock, Lucifer's been going around killing people. Publicly. Google it. What I want to know is why he hasn't been caught yet.

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[glassinine]

Good day.

[He nods, but doesn't sit; it's half from a desire to be respectful, half out of sheer awkwardness.]

May I perhaps...prepare tea for you?

[attractedtodarkness]

I'm fine.

Are you?

[glassinine]

Am I...fine?

[attractedtodarkness]

Yes.

[she doesn't get what's so hard to understand]

[glassinine]

I'm...fine.

[He answers that very awkwardly.]

Really, you oughtn't concern yourself with me. Your safety is more important.

[attractedtodarkness]

That's your problem, you know. You just worry about other people the wrong way but then you don't worry about yourself.

[glassinine]

That's...hardly true.

[He reaches up to adjust his glasses, self-conscious and uncomfortable and awkward.]

I'm quite worried about myself. I just don't think that it's anything that merits your time.

Would you...like to sit?

[attractedtodarkness]

[she sits, silent for a while]

What did he do to you?

[glassinine]

[He shakes his head.]

Everything that was done was undone. It doesn't matter now.

[attractedtodarkness]

[she watches him carefully] You sure you're all right?

[glassinine]

Yes. Truly, Ms. Harmon - there are far more important things to be worrying about. I'm - honored by your concern, but...There are more important things.

[attractedtodarkness]

Violet. My name is Violet.

[glassinine]

I...

[He grimaces, then forces out, awkward and uncomfortable:]

Violet.

[attractedtodarkness]

Great. Now we can do what all adults seem to enjoy. Let's start over.

[glassinine]

I was not aware that...you were offended by that. Calling you by your surname was intended as a gesture of respect.

[attractedtodarkness]

[seriously?]

I think it's pretentious.

[glassinine]

I...see.

[Ouch.]

This may be an instance of differing cultural norms.

[attractedtodarkness]

I think it's been that since we first met.

[hey they're making progress at least]

[glassinine]

Perhaps.

[He hesitates, then asks abruptly:]

If I gave you something to ensure your safety, would you take it?

[attractedtodarkness]

[she blinks, surprised. That seems to have come out of the blue]

I guess so. Why?

[glassinine]

Because I'm...concerned. And I would simply - feel better if you had it. Then you'll take it? And use it if need be?

[attractedtodarkness]

[she actually goes silent to consider it seriously before nodding]

Yeah. I'll use it.

[glassinine]

[He nods, then goes at once to his desk drawer and pulls out a little plastic disc. It's small enough to fit easily in the pocket, and has an inset button. He holds it out to her.]

Here. It's a panic button. If you press and hold that button for three seconds, the police will be alerted and head to your location at once. Please.

[attractedtodarkness]

[it surprises her and if it was any other time, she would have thought of it as a device to spy on her. Still, there's some hesitation before she reaches out to take it]

Isn't this for you?

[glassinine]

[He shakes his head.]

I can requisition another one. It will be fine.