- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- Online Availability
- Evenings, Pacific Time
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Urban Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Modern, Horror, Magical... pretty flexible.
Lucifer was quiet as the man left and handed the girl a card to contact him. He wasn't going to comment on it and instead looked over at her for a moment with a smile.
" I see. So, how well do you cook?" He asked, not believing her in the slightest. He was the Devil and he could catch a lie faster than most. But he also knew how to play along with the best of them. He smiled and waited for her answer.
"I'm actually pretty damned good at that." And this time, I wasn't lying. I just had a knack for it and my senses made it so I knew exact measurements by sound, and could smell things before they started to really burn and a lot of other neat shortcuts most cooks couldn't manage.
" Ahh, a person who slipped here. I understand, I actually know of another one, nice kid, golden eyes. Came from another world too. I personally know where most of the others of me are, the ones who aren't already a part of me... be it on purpose or by accident."
Lucifer heard his phone rung and ignored it for now.
I blinked and tried to put that together. Right. "So... it's like Sliders or something huh? People just... show up on this Earth? Huh. Well... my ID or whatever won't check out so I don't know how we're going to work pay unless it's under the table, but if you need a cook, I'm your girl."
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