You and @avengersnewb both asked about this! It’s a complete AU where Joe is a security consultant who finds something that worries him while doing some work for Merrick Pharmaceuticals, something so concerning that Interpol senior agent Andy puts him under protection while they work to get enough evidence to openly lay charges. Joe doesn’t mind Agent Nile but he and Agent Nicky get off on the wrong foot...which is even more awkward when things go south and they end up on the run together. I’ve actually written like 12k of this but it’s marinating right now while I finish other things.
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Based on what’s happened so far Joe expects Nile’s colleagues to be in his flat, already going through his things, but instead they’re waiting outside his door. Joe lives in a renovated Georgian townhouse, on the top storey. Once they’re up here, nobody would see them.
“Thought you guys would let yourselves in,” he says, reaching for his keys.
“We’re not spies,” says one of them, in tones of disgust.
“Well, I thought about it, but I didn’t bring my lockpicks, and to be honest it’s fifty-fifty whether I’d just break the lock,” says the other one. He’s French, a little older than Joe, bearded in a scruffy way, and has the slightly-hungover look of someone who drinks on the job (not promising) or a parent of small children (slightly more likely).
“Then thank you for not doing that,” Joe says, opening the door. “After you.”
The courtesy is totally unnecessary; We’re-Not-Spies man has already slipped inside, head scanning from side to side in a manner that reminds Joe unnervingly of the velociraptors in Jurassic Park. Joe goes to follow him but Nile puts a hand on his arm.
“Clear!”
“In you go,” Nile says. Okay, fine; Joe was prepared to be cool with the whole ‘protection’ thing but this is…this is not cool.
“Two bedrooms, one bathroom, kitchen is through there,” says We’re-Not-Spies, holstering a - Joe’s brain blue-screens again momentarily at the sight of a hand-gun in his living room.
“I’ll get started with the bedroom,” says the Frenchman. He’s holding a Pelican case. “Do you have much in the way of electronics?”
Joe laughs so loudly that they all turn to him, startled. Nile has closed the door behind him. “Did any of you get a briefing?”
“Just answer the question,” Not-Spies says irritably. He is Italian, Joe is pretty sure, and would be devastatingly good-looking if it wasn’t for a truly terrible haircut and a cold expression in his blue-green eyes that makes Joe very, very uncomfortable. In his experience, cold-eyed white men with guns who work for law enforcement agencies are not good people to have in his life, and this one is - shit. This one is going to be staying in his home.
:o did someone already ask you about the angel!chloe headcanons?
Nobody has!
1. Chloe, once she's got control of these new appendages, is wicked fast. She's more maneuverable in the air, flexible and swift.
2. Lucifer is more of a powerhouse in the air. He can't pivot as neatly nor turn on a dime, but he can climb and dive with velocity.
3. She didn't realize how different being an angel would be. Lucifer always seems so human, if completely eccentric. But now she can calculate speed and angle without a thought and feel the magnetic turn of the earth. She can understand the building blocks of the universe, the mathematical perfection of it.
4. Lucifer is far easier to read when she grasps how much of his mannerisms stem from what he is. The angle of his head, the splay of his fingers. His honesty is down through to his bones.
5. Languages start filling in. Common ones first, Spanish, French, Italian. Then less familiar, Greek and Russian and Swahili. More and more until her head is stuffed full.
6. Lucifer's mother tongue fills in last. It holds more weight, like you could bend the universe to your will if you just chose the right words.
7. She speaks his name, Lightbringer, in his own language and he shudders, panting.
8. When he presents his wings, creamy undersides catching the light, she knows exactly what it means.
9. There's never been an angel like her before, there's never been a coupling like them. The bond that flares white hot and bright between them, tying them together, is unexpected but not unwanted.
10. Chloe lays against Lucifer, her wings splayed shamelessly while he drifts reverent fingers along her feathers.
@miss-w-ruby replied to your post “im working on some eldritch!lucifer and trying to come up with ways to...”
How about "mummery", the word that has nothing to do with mums as I had to find out?
Nice!
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“What a load of mummery,” he says, his derision clear. His foot kicks a bit of debris. It goes skittering across the marble floor and out of sight.
Chloe must admit, it is a bit much. There's probably a few hundred candles set alight, which not only serves no purpose in the bright, midday sun, but also are an incredible fire hazard.
If you still need more languages, I can provide Lithuanian for you (Russian too if my mother cooperates and the sentences are SFW) :D
Heck yeah! ,,,i should really get to writing the one shot that has the scene in it, shouldn’t i? XD and oh yeah, all sentences would be above board, safe for work.
Basically (in my head) it’s a moment where there is an eyewitness/victim found at the scene but won’t speak to anyone. They call Lucifer over and he goes through a bunch of languages to see if that’s the problem. So it would basically be some version of “Do you speak [language]?” and then maybe something funny added for giggles. Perhaps like: (in Lithuanian) Do you speak Lithuanian? No? Of course not, that would be far too easy. (In Russian) How about Russian?Beautiful language, excellent for swearing in.”
Or something along those lines XD you, being the native speaker, would know best :D
