[There's so much to do still, and none of it is helped by the flashes of... Whatever else. Lucifer's been incredibly cagey about the phenomenon, but it's getting worse. Is this something to do with the plagues? Something left over from the "divine punishment"? As always, there are too many questions and nobody willing to give a straight answer.
It's this that Fitz ponders as he crosses paths with Diana, who's gone so bright that it makes him shrink back to give her more space in the hall.]
[The light is a lot for him, hitting in a way that makes him want to skitter off in the shadows to be free from it. It would be telling, if he could articulate it.]
You haven't been doing anything particularly untoward, have you? Nothing at the club?
[It would be just awful if she were becoming like those brazen women out there.]
I don't think most of them have even heard of something close to it. The way some of them describe it, you'd think they invented consent sometime within the last two years.
[He gives out a breath somewhere between a huff and a sigh.]
I'm... All right. It's just a little bright. Nothing you can help.
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It's this that Fitz ponders as he crosses paths with Diana, who's gone so bright that it makes him shrink back to give her more space in the hall.]
Whatever's happening to you is getting worse.
[That counts as a greeting, he hopes.]
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The most recent changes are old enough now that she takes a moment to realize what he means.
Then she frowns.]
So I've noticed.
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You haven't been doing anything particularly untoward, have you? Nothing at the club?
[It would be just awful if she were becoming like those brazen women out there.]
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[Diana says it with absolute sincerity and a touch of judgment.
Does he not know she'd disapprove of that?]
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I wish more people would think about it that way. Might've done a world of good if they'd left that building a pile of ash.
[It's probably Lilith's doing. She's fond of that awful place, isn't she? She would be.]
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[Diana sniffs. Other than that, how adults find their pleasure isn't her business.
But the consent thing is a dealbreaker.
And honestly, some of the things people get up to are weird.]
How are you? You seem... uncomfortable.
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[He gives out a breath somewhere between a huff and a sigh.]
I'm... All right. It's just a little bright. Nothing you can help.
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[Diana looks over her shoulders, wings shimmering with a steady, tessellating light.
She frowns, but it's true, they don't dim even if she wishes it.]
I didn't realize it was so bad.
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[She seems upset by it, and that breaks his heart.]
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