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It's been a long time since Lucifer brought his guitar - well, his stolen guitar - into the bar, but for no apparent reason it's lying across his lap as he sits on a table in one of the booths. If you can be bothered to notice these things, his hair is a little longer than it has been, and threatening to start to curl just the tiniest bit.
(Perhaps he's fostering an indie-musician image. Who can tell? He is lacking the correct air of aloof emotional trauma, however.)
So. Guitar. Coffee. Two fingertips tapping gently on the wood, but no melody just yet.
[OOC: And that's me off to bed, folks. But I'll be back later, so if you want a thread with Lucifer then tag this post and I'll pick it up in the morning :)]
(Perhaps he's fostering an indie-musician image. Who can tell? He is lacking the correct air of aloof emotional trauma, however.)
So. Guitar. Coffee. Two fingertips tapping gently on the wood, but no melody just yet.
[OOC: And that's me off to bed, folks. But I'll be back later, so if you want a thread with Lucifer then tag this post and I'll pick it up in the morning :)]