#c:lilith

Seraphim: Yeah, I saw her do it once when a girl left her.

@lady-lilithdeboux​

For the entire day Graciella was assigned to the Urology ward with the new head of Urology; Dr Lilith Baxter. It wasn’t that Graciella didn’t like urology, she had been on urology cases before and proved quite skilled at it. However, Dr Baxter was a new attending and Graciella had not had the chance to meet her yet. Graciella hated meeting new people, it made her very nervous. On top of that, the only thing that Graciella had heard of the new doctor was that she was a british heardass. With worry in her steps Graciella entered the urology floor and headed over to the nurses’ station. Looking around she noticed a white woman in her later years in navy blue attendings’ scrubs standing by the nurses’ station looking through a chart on a tablet with a stern look on her face. Carefully Graciella approached the woman. “Excuse me, are you Dr Baxter? Lilith Baxter?” 

There was a song on Jazz’s heart that yearned to get out on paper. Her heart felt almost as if it could burst with things that she wanted to write, and there were pages in her notebook filled with little possibilities from a singular night. Things like, “reborn heart”, “sour apple eyes”, “my heart awoke gasping from your electric kiss”, and “hips like Jagger with two left feet” yearned to get out from paper into the air.

However, Jazz knew she didn’t have time to get the song she was working on finished.

After multiple weeks of the girls being busy with their lives, Jazz finally managed to get Morgan and Lilith to agree on a night to not only celebrate her birthday but to have a girl’s night.

And Jazmine Phoenix Taylor did not play when it came to Girl’s Nights. Glass mason jars were packed with special bath concoctions for each of her friends. She carefully prepared special foods with spells inside of them that they could all share through the night. She washed Morgan and Lilith’s pajamas that Jazz kept over in her house. She prepared the guest rooms for her best friends if they wanted to sleep by themselves.

Her father had to present a paper over in Alabama, so she had the house completely to herself.

She waited patiently for her friends in the living room with her guitar in her lap singing to herself, “Beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I know/ That beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong/ And I hope, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms...” But she paused as she heard a car door close.

Lilith

The 10-30 incident ruined Schwartz Industries’ infallible image. For a such a sprawling, massive company with top notch security, to be reduced to rubble in a single evening was devastating. Before the smoke had cleared, media helicopters hovered in dark skies. Paparazzi disguised themselves as emergency response to photograph the grizzly scenes up close and personal. SI’s spokesperson, the one who had a remote chance to quell the question riot, was injured. He refused to appear in public until he was ‘fixed.’ With few options left, Schwartz outsourced her help.

Lilith had lived an ugly childhood in the Ice District. What little there is to know revolves around an abusive family and a rebellious pair of daughters. It’s unknown how she ended up in the Arcane District, as inner-district travel is highly regulated, but both she and her sister, Ruby, took residence in the capital. To get by, Lilith took any job she could get; legal, illegal, shady or straight. It didn’t matter the job as long as it paid cold, hard cash.

While playing maid at a motel that was several years past the point of being condemned, she was recognized as, “that girl on the billboard.” Turns out, one of the more unscrupulous photo shoots she had done months prior had resulted in the guy selling off the pictures. Her head had been shopped onto some billboard for toothpaste, and viral marketing had done the rest of the job.

From that point on, it became a fairly popular rags to riches story. Lilith was offered more legitimate jobs as a model, and was even featured on daytime talk shows. Her up and coming popularity was exactly what Schwartz Industries needed to distract from the sheer devastation the 10-30 had brought.

In lieu of Galadriel, Lilith became Schwartz Industries ‘face.’ She was gifted with a silver tongue and had enough sharp wit to turn any question in her favor. In exchange for her elevated status as spokesperson and media sensation, Schwartz agreed to scrub any mention of Lilith Belial from existence before her discovery in that motel.