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Yes, practically just about the last person I have any interest in spending time with under present circumstances is my commonly sanity and sense deprived sister-in-law, thank you very much.

Not that I'm hardly telling you a thing you didn't already know of course. I imagine that's why the idea so very intrigues you. No doubt.

Whatever you are thinking forget about it. Just -- let it go. Aren't there other things you're supposed to be working on? Not that I'm of any preference for those, either, but. All things in good time.

You really do need to work on your orderliness. A little work ethic hardly ever killed anyone.

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[ And also just like that, maybe he doesn't have to. Lucifer looks at him with understanding in his iridescent eyes. ]

Something tells me I'd rather not.

It's up to you. [He finds where once he might have felt otherwise, Lucius can't really blame him if he wants to stay far, far away.] He -- doesn't exist in my world, though, anymore.

[Saying 'he's dead' never seemed right about the Dark Lord. Even now.]

I don't know how I'd feel if my king stopped existing in my world. I feel like I've been through something similar, once, but I can't really remember.

Either way, nothing I say here with carry over to there, but... If it makes you feel any better, I'll keep an extra eye out on Narcissa. I'm sure she can handle herself, but. You know. Just in case. [ Because she's just SUCH a nice lady. ]

We were -- glad to be free of him, in the end, in all honesty. Matters had become...complicated.

[He clears his throat, frowning, at the offered promise. It doesn't carry much weight with him and he's more suspicious than grateful. But perhaps it can't hurt. Belatedly, with an air of grandoise formality he offers his hand for a shake.]

Lucius Malfoy. No occupation to speak of, unless you count my current placement into servitude.

[A stiff air of humor: trying to act as if something is funny when, to him, it's clearly not.]

[ Truth be told, Lucifer is too socially awkward to grasp such a subtle implication. Even so, he shakes Malfoy's hand, having approached him with all the grandiose of a demon general in the body of a five foot tall eighteen year old. ]

Hanzō Urushihara. ...on this world. War general back home, hermit in this realm.

[A tight smile in response to that, showing his fangs again.]

Funny how one's circumstances can change so drastically in an instant.

Heh, yeah, no kidding. [ Almost as though in response to that toothed smile, Lucifer grins, too, much smaller fangs making themselves more pronounced. Again, there's a flash in his eyes that seem to mark his pupils as otherworldly, too reflective to be normal, too colourful to be human. ] Tends to happen to the best.

Now, now. Flattery will you get you nowhere. [So very arch and wry.]

I was talkin' about me.

In a fraternal tone of commiseration, I dare say.

Okay, maybe a little. But that's not necessarily flattery. One can go from perfect angel to one of Satan's favourite demons and one has to wonder what part ended up being... [ He stops for a moment, struggling for the word. ]

[All that gets you is an arched brow.]

Or one can go from the very top of the social elite to an outcast from society that even the dregs heap scorn on, about as swift.

You can be at the top of the social elite and still be an outcast, you know. What the hell happened to you that was so bad?

I beg to differ. At the very least, if it's possible in your world, it wasn't in mine.

[Orrr Lucius has a very flawed snobbish perspective BUT WHATEVER. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, surely?]

I went from being a live wizard to a walking dead man, that's what happened. What, I suppose that you don't think that's bad enough.

Well, "bad enough" in this situation would be what? Dead?

Personally, I think being human would be worse.

I was born unto a race gifted with magic - magic that depends upon life's force for it's existence. [A sour glower, that's what you get.] Powers stolen, replaced by a unending need for blood and a cold body and a fear of the day. I have all the curse of being inhuman and none of the blessings.

So... You're a vampire. That what you're sayin'? And it doesn't come with buffs?

"Buffs"? [Excuse him while he repeats your plebeian wording with all the airy distaste it deserves.] I am physically stronger now than I was before, it's true. Three out of my five senses are very much improved. And it's far harder to cause harm to a man who is already dead.

But as a wizard armed with a wand I was a force to be reckoned with. I had power, and I worked and trained hard to deserve it. Whereas among my new 'kind' I...I might as well be a child. Older ones have powers of the mind, they're the real dangers. I'm helpless, dependent on their favor for my protection and survival.

Between a wizard on the level I was on, and what I am become now, it's not even a contest. If I was alone with a magic user who wanted to cause me genuine harm, I would be in severe trouble.

You're kinda like that crazy woman from a couple weeks ago... Bag 'o Tricks the Strange. One magic stick and suddenly you're almighty. But take away the stick, then what?

Personally, I think a vampire has more potential than a human with a magic stick. It'll just take longer for that potential to really get tapped into.

Me, I get bored and end up biting off more than I can chew. Besides, I'm too lazy to be a leader. You, however, say you were just SO powerful and SO strong... So what's stoppin' you from kicking ass and takin' names?

I see that you've met my sister-in-law.

[So very deadpan. That's...all that he has to say, to that.]

As I mentioned before, I was the follower to another. A close and trusted lieutenant, you might say. But situations...change. Even before this travesty. [A brief shudder.] No matter. Unfortunately the vampires are ordered into something like an aristocracy; to belong and survive I follow the whims of my new master.

Oh dear Satan you're related.

Anyway, what, you're too good to be better than you are now? Rise up in the ranks, man. It's not like TIME is something vampires are sorely lacking.

You're really that surprised?

Yes, because it's a worthy goal to be respected among the company of blood-draining corpses. [Angry sneer.] I was better than this, once. I have not forgotten my heritage just because it would be denied me.

So go die.

Say it as if I haven't already considered.

Well if you don't hate your existence enough to die, then the other option is make the best of it, right?