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Thuro 116 Pendragon
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Something about a pub drew people, in one way or another. Was it the drinks? The atmosphere? Or perhaps a combination of both? Needless to say, there was a key difference between an actual pub and a cheap bar with liquor. A pub was more akin to a fireside. Everyone who knew everyone, coming in after a long day. Looking after each other, more times then not acting in the others best interest.
And drinks.
Lots of drinks.
Maybe that was why Lucifer started to come to the John Bull a lot nowadays.
He got a lot more attention in his uniform- Both good and bad. The ones who knew it growled at first, the ones who didn't...Growled for entirely other reasons which made him blush when a classmate explained. When asked why he came around, Lucifer just smiled. He had learned something in this place, the value of another insight. And so he came constantly to hone that. To speak with the people who came in with problems, both Moonlit and otherwise.
Wasn't that what a good priest did?
At least, he hoped so. Anyway, after telling the girl he'd drive, a feeling came over him to wait.
He frowned at first, but obeyed it. Sometimes, you had to have a little faith.
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She tugged at his arm, urging him forward. It wasn't a professional or even a mature thing to do, but social niceties tended to fly out of her head in a crisis. "C'Mon. Let's go."
Time was ticking if the old man/thing was right. And then the next two patrons showed up. Her piercing eyesight had worn off, and she didn't want to take time to reactivate the rune etched into Caliburnus.
"If you'll excuse me sir, ma'am." Her old cop training flying back into her head at the last second just as she was about to elbow them out of the way.
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