Found errors re-reading this to clean them up. :)
Lucifer Morningstar had another so so morning; his sessions with Dr. Linda Martin were going as expected, of course she was getting more carnal pleasure from their meetings. While zipping back to Lux in his classic corvette he managed to influence another traffic cop, as well as a meter maid who tried to give him a parking summons. The troubles he had several days ago were still on his mind, but pushed to the side with other matters. He thought of Det. Chloe Decker and her unique immunity to his sway; it frustrated him, and yet her beauty attracted him. Humans were not beautiful to him; they were slugs on the earth.
Once at Lux he headed inside and leaned on the bar where Mazikeen served him a drink. "How did it go?" she asked out of courtesy.
"It went; I honestly don't see what humans seem to gain from this head shrinking business. You go there prattle on about fears, wants, like you're ignorant of what is going on in your own head." He downed the drink in one gulp and held out the glass for another.
Mazikeen shrugged. "And yet you still go; you're becoming more like the humans every day."
"Wash out your pretty mouth, before I am forced to mess with that pretty face of yours." Lucifer replied.
Mazikeen preformed a mock bow and then flipped him off; she had not risen out of Hell just to be a damned Bartender to these annoying humans. Every day there was less fun at the human's expense, and now to top it all off her was helping a human to solve human crimes. She had once been Lucifer's consort, and a fierce warrior, now she was nothing.
"Trouble in Paradise?" A voice called out to her.
Mazikeen looked up and saw a pale girl with light hair sitting across from her. "What?! Oh um I mean no…I mean…"
"It's okay, but I know something is wrong, the vodka behind you is sort of boiling." She said.
She turned and saw the midrange vodka bubbling behind her; she muttered. "Damn…"
"Must be frustrating working for a boss who is blind to his own short comings." The young girl said.
Mazikeen grabbed the hot bottles and threw them in the sink; this was going to cost her. "What's it to you?! As for the Boss, everything is fine, none of your business!" She chucked the last bottle into the sink. "Who are you anyway?! You look too young to even be allowed in this place!"
The girl was dressed in a white and royal blue lace up corset top; her exposed skin was alabaster, and she had colored streaks in her fair hair. A silken ribbon of silver was tied in a bow at her throat, and her diamond like jewelry twinkled like prismatic stars. Her eyes were two different colors, one was a golden yellow, and the other was a crystalline blue.
"Poor you, valiant Leader of the Lilim reduced to bar backing for a bored devil." She said and stirred the ice in her drink. "No action for a skilled combatant, just HEY BARTENDER pour me another!" she said and downed her drink.
Mazikeen looked at the glass; it hadn't been there before, and she certainly had not served this girl anything. "Who are you!?"
She looked over at Lucifer who was walking over to piano with his drink in hand; she wanted to call out to him, but she found she could not.
"Let's not be hasty, let us girls have a little tet-a-tet before you call over your master." She said with a smile as she stirred a fresh drink that had appeared in her glass. "Not that he'd notice if you were really in trouble, always only about himself, isn't he?" She said with a smile.
Mazikeen frowned. "Anyone with a brain knows that Lucifer Morningstar was all pride and ego." She looked around at the interior of Lux. "Look at this place; a palace on Earth to fuel that ever bulging self-image." She said.
"Sad thing about ego Palaces, soon they crumble and fall." She said and gulped down her drink again. "Usually by the builders own machinations." She said and shrugged.
The alcohol consumed by the girl did not seem to have any effect on her; Mazikeen blinked and the glass was once again refilled. She wasn't worried about Lux; even if this place fell, Lucifer would just build another den that appealed to the humans full of sins.
"Wasn't talking about this place, this is just a façade. A golden idol made by a spoiled baby to irk his daddy." She said with a laugh. "All this is like a soap opera and your just one of the players with a tiny roll in a bigger picture." Her laugher was like wind chimes. "Even though you should have a bigger part since you did used to bed the leading male." She said.
It was true, her role in Hell had been bigger; Lucifer would summon her regularly, attracted by her fierceness, and by her strength. She had willingly followed him out of Hell and to Earth for what, she could not remember, it certainly was not to pour booze for Lux patrons.
Mazikeen smirked. "Hell will never crumble; it formed around Lucifer after he was cast out, he created it."
"Yes yes he did, but he is here, and it is there, and he is not him anymore, as he was. Is he now?" She said and downed her drink, and followed it with a shot of chartreuse green liquid.
Mazikeen could not help but nod; she had been having bad feelings, but Lucifer was ignoring her warnings. Just then the stream of time started to become sluggish.
