[He lets out a heavy sigh before sitting next to her.]
... I promised to do better at communicating with you, and I'd rather be the one you find out about this from. Since... this place likes to spring weird stuff on us! [The thought of her finding out from, say... Mr. TV Head Man? Because of some forced truth thing? Is nightmare fuel, for him.] Soooo...
[Lucifer pauses to rub his face.]
Yesterday, I... maybe got carried away. An argument with the TV Guy led to... [This is where it gets really awkward! He doesn't want Charlie knowing his sex life! Open sex culture of Hell aside, she's still his daughter.] ... us... getting along better?
... With his face, apparently. He groans and drags his hood down to cover it. Finally, the dam breaks and he tries to do some quick "repair" work.]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was just so! I thought he wasn't being serious, but then it turned out he was very serious, and by that point, I couldn't just back out, without looking even more pathetic, or something, and then one thing just led to another, and we do still clearly hate each other, and...
[... Charlie might want to just make him shut up at this rate.]
[There were a lot of things that Charlie could handle. This was not one of them! While she was aware that her father had a fairly active sex life with her mother, it was sure another having the mental image of him and Vox do it!!!!]
[And this is where it gets really tricky. With some of the weird things that happen in this city, it feels like setting himself up for failure to just outright promise he won't... But he does quickly scramble for some kind of compromise.]
I can't promise this city won't pull something that compromises my judgment. What I can promise is that I'll... be way more careful? [This is such a difficult, sticky situation. Since he can't promise what she wants, he decides to go with route of something else she believes in.] I'm going to prioritize... working on myself.
There's, uh... these... therapists? I'm... [This is. So. Painful.] ... gonna start going to therapy.
[GOD, he doesn't want to. He so, so, so very much does not want to.]
[He reaches out to gently rest a hand on the side of her head, nodding.]
I'll let you know when they'll... [He takes a deep breath.] When they're able to see me for the initial appointment. Then... yeah. I can... find out what they do for loved ones!
Maybe... at the very least, they could help us... talk even more openly?
I know it will. With it being something we both want? No force could get in the way of it!
[He gives her a little smile.]
That's for you to decide. Um... maybe try what I did? I went in just to chat with one of the therapists about.... how it works, and what she thought the best first steps for me would look like.
At the time, I wasn't sure... but she had some really good advice!
Could also get... Emmy's advice on it before committing to anything?
Well, uh... there's this thing that's really been helping me, so far!
So, basically, you take the colors of Hell's Rings, put them in order, and then you look for something that matches each color, in order! So... something red, something orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.
[He is very happy to be sharing these with her.]
Every time I feel super overwhelmed, I do that. Then... there's the slow relaxation? Where you start from your head and then relax each body part, one at a time, going all the way down to your hooves.
That's one that's been helping me fall asleep faster!
Yeah, I think I heard about that before! What was it called again? Deep breathing? Or something about grounding too. Where you look for a bunch of things to make you feel calmer?
Yeah, that's what it's called! Mindful exercises! Just like how I need to challenge my own thoughts about how the hotel works and because I don't know how Sir Pentious got in Heaven it's making me freak out a bit! But that's okay, I need to challenge my thoughts and say that I can't do anything about it until I get home!
Mm... think that's a little extreme from how they'd probably go about it...
[He gently rests a hand on her head.]
Why don't we leave it to them, then? We just... listen to their advice and then... do our best to follow it! It won't be easy, but as long as we stay committed, I know we'll get through this.
[ That's an excellent start! Adam thinks at least. When texting someone out of the blue who absolutely hates you, even though you're now crippled with her father's emotions because God saw you beat the crap out of him...
[ Maybe he should open with 'Hi! God revamped Freaky Friday with your old man and me' before he even starts typing this- But holy fucking shit if Lucifer's thoughts and feelings about his daughter are distracting him from anything else at the moment! ]
I wish I could protect you better, guide you without making mistakes, without letting my cynicism touch you.
I wish I could tell you that your dreamโyour ridiculous, impossible, shining dreamโis something I admire, even if I canโt share it.
[ Oh fuck! Shit, he should have probably explained what was going on first? UGH Having Lucifer's shit in his head is making it really hard to function normally! ]
No, shit, fuck, sorry. Not me, your Dad. Ignore me, forget its me telling you this. I'm not. It's him. Just. Just fuckin belive me bitch. Okay THAT was me, but!
~26th
Hey, Charlie.
There's something I need to tell you.
Mind meeting me at my house?
[Houseboat, but... details.]
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Yeah, sure. Where do you live?
[What is this boss music that is looming in the background that she hears?]
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Does that work?
[If it doesn't work, they can probably just meet at the City Hall or something.]
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[And with that, off she went! As she made her way to his home, she gave a knock on his door!]
Dad, you there? It's me, Charlie! You wanted to talk to me about something?
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Charlie! My daughter, the beloved person I love more than anything, hello! [Oh no.] Here you go, have a seat!
[Lucifer ushers her inside, and over to the couch.]
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...Okay? Did something happen?
[No seriously, what happened this time???]
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... I promised to do better at communicating with you, and I'd rather be the one you find out about this from. Since... this place likes to spring weird stuff on us! [The thought of her finding out from, say... Mr. TV Head Man? Because of some forced truth thing? Is nightmare fuel, for him.] Soooo...
[Lucifer pauses to rub his face.]
Yesterday, I... maybe got carried away. An argument with the TV Guy led to... [This is where it gets really awkward! He doesn't want Charlie knowing his sex life! Open sex culture of Hell aside, she's still his daughter.] ... us... getting along better?
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...How did you guys get along?
[As happy as she was to know that he and Vox got along, she can't help but wonder that there must be something a little bit more than that.]
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... With his face, apparently. He groans and drags his hood down to cover it. Finally, the dam breaks and he tries to do some quick "repair" work.]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was just so! I thought he wasn't being serious, but then it turned out he was very serious, and by that point, I couldn't just back out, without looking even more pathetic, or something, and then one thing just led to another, and we do still clearly hate each other, and...
[... Charlie might want to just make him shut up at this rate.]
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DONE
[She placed her hands on his shoulders]
You don't need to continue! I know what you're talking about! Just...
[How can she word this?]
Really? Out of all people, you really did it with him?
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I know, it's... [He drags his hands down his own face.] ... I hadn't even been drinking!
[He made the decision while sober, and everything! What a mess...]
... Really, there's no excuse. I just... let my feelings get the best of me, and...
[Fucked up, again?]
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...But you won't do it again, right? The important thing is that we learn from it and we realize our mistakes.
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[And this is where it gets really tricky. With some of the weird things that happen in this city, it feels like setting himself up for failure to just outright promise he won't... But he does quickly scramble for some kind of compromise.]
I can't promise this city won't pull something that compromises my judgment. What I can promise is that I'll... be way more careful? [This is such a difficult, sticky situation. Since he can't promise what she wants, he decides to go with route of something else she believes in.] I'm going to prioritize... working on myself.
There's, uh... these... therapists? I'm... [This is. So. Painful.] ... gonna start going to therapy.
[GOD, he doesn't want to. He so, so, so very much does not want to.]
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If you're going to, let me know when. [There, she gave a mumble or two.] I know that there isn't much we could do in hell but I want to help you out.
[She gave a small sigh.] I don't know if they'll let me into therapy but I think there are a few things that could help if we talked it out.
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I'll let you know when they'll... [He takes a deep breath.] When they're able to see me for the initial appointment. Then... yeah. I can... find out what they do for loved ones!
Maybe... at the very least, they could help us... talk even more openly?
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[She mumbled before looking down.]
....Maybe I should go into therapy too.
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[He gives her a little smile.]
That's for you to decide. Um... maybe try what I did? I went in just to chat with one of the therapists about.... how it works, and what she thought the best first steps for me would look like.
At the time, I wasn't sure... but she had some really good advice!
Could also get... Emmy's advice on it before committing to anything?
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[Not to mention that she wasn't even sure when she would show up. Charlie really had to learn how to take care of herself.]
I don't know, maybe I can ask her. Maybe she can give me advice too...
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So, basically, you take the colors of Hell's Rings, put them in order, and then you look for something that matches each color, in order! So... something red, something orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.
[He is very happy to be sharing these with her.]
Every time I feel super overwhelmed, I do that. Then... there's the slow relaxation? Where you start from your head and then relax each body part, one at a time, going all the way down to your hooves.
That's one that's been helping me fall asleep faster!
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[With that, she gave a small hum.]
Or something about changing your mindset too?
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[Close enough, maybe.]
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[YUP]
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[He gently rests a hand on her head.]
Why don't we leave it to them, then? We just... listen to their advice and then... do our best to follow it! It won't be easy, but as long as we stay committed, I know we'll get through this.
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[Well...!]
text; AlphaSinceEden
[ That's an excellent start! Adam thinks at least. When texting someone out of the blue who absolutely hates you, even though you're now crippled with her father's emotions because God saw you beat the crap out of him...
Oh, this... This can only go well... ]
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Yes? How can I help you?
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I wish I could protect you better, guide you without making mistakes, without letting my cynicism touch you.
I wish I could tell you that your dreamโyour ridiculous, impossible, shining dreamโis something I admire, even if I canโt share it.
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And stare.
And stare some more.]
Oh very funny, Adam. You think that I'm going to believe you when you just tried to kill all of us?
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No, shit, fuck, sorry. Not me, your Dad.
Ignore me, forget its me telling you this.
I'm not.
It's him. Just.
Just fuckin belive me bitch.
Okay THAT was me, but!
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What are you even talking about? You're supposed to be Adam and not my dad or whatever it is! Ugh, that's a creepy thought thinking you're my dad.
Get straight to the point. Why are you even messaging me anyway?