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Who: Kat, Aoife, and Victor
What: Devils man :|
Where: Victor and Kat's Place
When: Sunday
Warnings: Talk about burns and Lucifer, TBD

Knowing that Victor needed a hand was hardly a problem. She could only imagine what he'd been through, so she'd stayed with him. That and she worried for him. But Aoife had said she'd drop by, and it would be nice to see her cousin. Especially now she was worried about her grandfather too. She'd decided not to share it with her sisters or mother until he did, because she didn't want them to worry either.

She was idly poking at some cereal when she heard the bell, and opened the door. She smiled to Aoife and tugged Ace back. "Hey you. Come on in. Thanks for stopping by."

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She chuckled to that, "I can use some motherly Aoife." She nodded, "yeah. Only did it once but now I can say I have. Jamie was the thrill seeker there."

Aoife finished up the teas for Victor and Kat and she carried them over to her friends. "Mint and lavender tea for you, Victor. It's calming."

Victor chuckled, "calming is definitely what I need. Never thought I would be face to face with Lucifer before. Twice."

"That is pretty fucked up. Not fun like flinging yourself off a cliff." Aoife went back to cook up the chicken. "I met this girl named Adelaide the other day and she does all these extreme sports and now I want to go hang-gliding. Though it could be because she's really damn hot."

She nodded and took her tea, letting it cool for a moment. "It is very much fucked up." she also felt like it was her fault, even though she knew it wasn't.

She grinned at Aoife's comment, "trying to impress someone by trying to fly. That's definitely something. So besides being really hot and liking extreme sports is she nice?"

Victor reached over and he rubbed Kat's back fondly.

"She is so nice. And she knew my mother was Aphrodite because we kinda met through her because she's one of those Upper East Side rich families. Like totally Gossip Girl. Anyway, turns out she's Europa's daughter. We're seriously everywhere. And oh goodddddd she looks good in these scoop neck gowns she gets around in when not flinging herself off mountains."

She raised her eyebrow to Aoife's gushing and smiled at Victor. "Someone has a crush. And yes I agree. Apparently Greek people still go around pretending to be rabbits." She smirked, "Says she, while pregnant."

Aoife burst out laughing as she browned the chicken. "Not me man, though you know...mostly with women which makes it hard to make the babies."

"I would think so," Victor agreed. "So are things looking good with this daredevil girl?"

"Oh she's probably straight, but I am content to watch from afar. Or from behind while hang gliding."

To that, Victor laughed so loudly it echoed off the walls.

It was good to hear Victor laugh, so she grinned as well. "Well her loss if she is straight. You're awesome. You deserve all the daredevil ladies."

Aoife stuck her tongue out cutely and then she grinned and wrinkled up her nose. "I am pretty awesome," she agreed before dousing the chicken with the honey mustard sauce she had mixed up. "Did you take hundreds of photos in Greece?"

She nodded, "I did indeed. They're on my computer if you'd like to look because pffft at getting them developed right?" The lunch was starting to smell really good and she realized she was more hungry then she'd thought.

Aoife poked at the rice in the pot and then smiled at Kat. "Definitely I'll look at them later. I want to go on a vacation. Maybe back to Ireland to visit the family. Since Dad died it might be nice to see them."

"Oh sounds like a good plan," she offered her friend a smile, "and I've always wanted to see Ireland. I hear it's gorgeous. If you do go, take pictures."

"Always! I could show you my photos from when I used to live there too, but they're mostly selfies because I'm hot," she said with a wink. The food was finished and so she dished it up for them. "Here we go!"

She laughed to that, "That you are. I'd still love to see them." Gratefully she took the plate. "Thank you so very much Aoife. You didn't have to do this. But it is delicious."

"Pfft, this is what I am awesome at," she said, stealing a seat and tucking in herself. "Oh fuck I'm good!"

Victor laughed and he nodded, "you rather are."

"Now for focusing on good things. Have you even thought about names? What about Faloolah!? Oh oh! Caoilfhionn! I mean, it's pronounced 'keelin' but you should see how it's spelled. No teacher would ever know how to say it. Ah, Irish names."

"Yes, you very much are. We should keep her," she offered to Victor. "I'm sure Ace won't mind."

She chuckled and shook her head, "poor teachers but yes we have. We're going to name the baby after Victor's folks so we'll have a name once tiny alien decides on a gender. Well genetics do anyway But thank you for the suggestions."

Aoife snickered at the idea. "I'll just live in the pantry."

"Awww, that's awesome! I like the idea of venerating parents. And to be fair, my suggestions weren't real suggestions," she said with a wink. "I was going to go on to Syder or Spruce. Willhimain!"

Victor raised his eyebrows at her. "Are you just making these up?"

"I am," she admitted.

"Would we have a pantry left?" She offered with a smirk. "See I figured it was something like that but I didn't want to sound silly."

"Probably not, I'd fill it with like...Moroccan spices and stuff. God I love Moroccan. Then Victor and I could fight over the kitchen."

"It would be a vicious battle. With whisks," he said with a nod.

She chuckled, "I see no bad side to this, considering I would devour the delicious results." Smiling she finished her lunch and rose to set the plate away

Aoife and Victor finished theirs off as well, and then went to shove the plates into the dishwasher. "Well if you want me to cook you dinner tomorrow too I can do that. Give you two more time to rest?"

Shrugging she looked to Victor. For her it was up to him. "Doesn't bother me if Vic doesn't mind. I'm sure relaxing can be a good thing."

"You don't have to, but- I have to admit being near the stove when it's on hurts." He had the air conditioner pumped up as well because the heat outside made his burned skin throb.

"Then of course I'll do it, don't be stupid. I love you guys, I'd do anything to help you out." She beamed at both of them. "Want some dessert?"

She shook her head, "no thanks. I can help with some of it but some stuff makes me nauseous. Haven't quite figured out if it's psychosomatic or tiny alien related. And thank you Aoife. I appreciate it a lot."

"Fair enough," she said with a smile. "Tiny aliens stop acting up after awhile, right?" she asked. Being pregnant sounded horrible.

She nodded, "Around 12 weeks it should ease up a little. Then I just got to wait until 20 weeks before we can hear a heartbeat. That's going to be pretty epic. Also advance apologies if I get moody."

"Oh whatever," she said, waving her hands around. "I won't mind. I live with Aphrodite."

"I know, still. I feel like I ought to apologize. I've just been reading up on what may all occur and I don't want to snap at people too much." She shrugged, "I'm weird."

"I think you're wonderful," she informed her cousin. And it was true, she really did.

She smiled and went to hug Aoife, "aw, thank you. That's really sweet of you."

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