The Scorpion

Her eyes narrowed at him, this might be tougher than she thought. One wrong statement and she could be Lucifer and his precious detective’s next suspect. So exactly why did she want to normal? Well, certainly she couldn’t lie to him; he’d catch her in an instant. However, she could probably stretch the truth a bit. Leave Jim out of the equation entirely. 

“I don’t want my skin to be stared at every time I go out.” She looked away from lucifer, intentionally using a look of embarrassment to hide the fact that it wasn’t all of the reason. He didn’t need to. She sighed set her glass to her drink aside, her lips curling back into a pained smile. “How about we change the subject, darling.” 

A deal with the devil was absolutely not something she wanted and she’d refrain from making one.No, she knew she’d get to where she wanted to be in live eventually. With or without Janey.  And even though her desires to live normally didn’t seem to have any dark misgivings, she knew she certainly did. Maybe this was a good thing after all. 

Her response had plenty of implications, but he understood why she felt the way that she did. Though Lucifer did wolf-whistle at women sometimes, he never heckled them when he saw that they were starting to get uncomfortable. As unthinkable as it was, the devil did have boundaries. He already had a heavy conscience over his past actions; he didn’t need to add to them by harassing women. But of course, people were always quick to blame HIM when they were accused of sexual harassment. It was getting annoying, really.

“I apologize for my sudden rudeness but I must go. Lets...” Her eyes followed up and down him while she bit her cheek. “Continue this another time. I’ll be in town all week.” 

Lena hummed as she sipped on the cuppa, looking over the paper without picking it up. Government relations were indeed very boring, she hardly paid attention to them. Even less now that her brother was gone because James did often have work with many of them like other criminals on all levels. 

There was always a separation between Lena’s criminal career and Jims. And Lena was never oblivious to it and she knew neither was James. Jim was much more high-class criminal, and enjoyed the high class life. Lena on the other hand preferred the lower class ‘scum’ criminal that always got a bad reputation. She saw a lot more honesty and value in that life than she did in the masks that Jim and his colleagues put on for one another.

“You act like that isn’t a crime in itself.” She snickered as she shoved the paper onto the floor. Sitting down onto the footstool in front of sherlock. “Fucking hate politicians” 

“Never said it wasn’t. But it isn’t a crime I find interesting.” Sherlock let the paper fall to the ground and reached for his cup of tea. He hadn’t offered Lena any, but she was free to make herself one in the kitchen. He was sure there were still a few tea leaves left in the tin, unless Mrs. Hudson grabbed the rest when he wasn’t looking. He tended to space out sometimes, but not when new stimuli presented itself. “Anyone you could recommend? Even a robbery would be marvelous.”

“Well, I guess I could suggest you deduce my past crimes. I know I have left a few cold cases out there if you wanna take the time to figure them out” She shrugged with disinterest. She knew Holmes almost never took cold cases, at least not to her knowledge. 

  feel free to change pronouns / wording !

“ hey, they’ve got some work for ya. ”

“ just follow me. ”  

“ don’t try anything stupid. ”  

“ uh - so you see any good movies lately ? ”  

“ i don’t like this. ”  

“ keep your eyes on it. ”  

“ what are you, stupid or something ? ”  

“ i was looking forward to punching you in the face. ”  

“ i already hate my job, why are you making it more difficult for me ? ”  

“ look no offence but i’ve already lost interest in what you’re talking about. ”  

“ you don’t have a girlfriend, do you ? ”  

“ this place seriously gives me the creeps. ”  

“ holy shit  -  he’s dead ! ”  

“ do not trust your senses. ”  

“ do not trust anyone, or anything. ”  

“ i need help, and medical attention too ! ”  

“ is there someone else here ? ”  

“ everybody just stay calm. ”  

“ you’re coming with us. ”  

“ oh thank god, someone actually found me. ”  

“ thought i was done for a moment there. ”  

“ well ? what are you waiting for ? ”  

“ i wouldn’t blame you if you don’t think i look trustworthy. ”  

“ i’m starting to lose my patience here. ”  

“ you see ? you can trust me. ”  

“ just please … don’t do that again. ”  

“ unfortunately i never had any intentions of taking you with me. ”  

“ oh my, yet another victim of the disease. ”  

“ i’m here to cure you. ”  

“ the pestilence is here, and i can sense it. ”  

“ i am the cure. ”  

“ do not be afraid. ”  

“ we rarely get visitors down here. ”  

“ there’s no need to hide, i’m here to help. ”  

“ i hear you breathing. ”  

“ you need my help, and i need your help. ”  

“ i have no business speaking to you. ”  

“ i hope the rest of them are alright. ”  

“ maybe i’m just hearing things. ”  

“ are you injured ? ”  

“ who the hell is there ?! ”  

“ what the hell are you ? ”  

“ oh god, what the hell is that ? ”