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Luther wondered how intense this whole scene would be if he had a few of his signature cocktails flowing in his veins. The one him and one of the Coldfang's chemist cooked up. It would dumb the worry and troublesome thoughts for a time and make the world so much more...vivid. People would blur into one. Sounds would distort into unreachable melodies. Colours would mix into something new. All just to drown out the world he knew would have to come to an end, one way or another.

His brief melancholy was immediately dispersed as he felt his phone buzz. A small smile appeared on his lips as he first saw the sender of the text message then grew wider seeing the message. Luther shook his head as he set the phone back into his pocket. Of course he would have gotten such a quick and eager reply. Honestly, it was on him for even doubting she would want to come. That thought gave him pause as he finished his third drink, the faint burn nothing more than a tickle in his throat. Tessa meant something to him. He meant something to Tessa. Something beyond the bond and connection he felt with Angel.

Luther's grip on the glass in hand grew so tight that the empty pint shattered in his hand. Small shards embedded into the surface of his palms that were quickly pushed out as his regeneration kicked in to heal the minor wounds. The bartender walked over with a mix of annoyance and resignation that read the glass would definitely be put on his tab. Fuck, was this [i]a date?[/i] Had he really just invited Tessa on what was without a question, indisputably, undeniably [i]A DATE?[/i] 

All at once the air felt thicker and the heat seemed to rise within the densely packed room. A mix of the manufactured fog and recreational smoke choked his lung, though he was well used to breathing it. Luther could have played it off and kept himself just out of reach just like he always had. Never letting anyone touch his soul and heart in that way. However, that one beautiful night with Celeste had changed his entire view on his curse. Rules he thought were etched in stone turned out not to be so set.

Despite the gentle announcement, Luther nearly jumped a little at the touch that came behind him. Not because it had been unexpected, but because he had been waiting for it. [color=90F1FF]"Hmm, there's only one person with a voice that lovely."[/color] He half-teased. The ice-cold blood that normally ran though his veins ignited when he turned to face Tessa. The way her outfit hugged her curves while still giving off that badass vibe....well, he was plenty into it.

[color=90F1FF]"Better now that I have such wonderful company."[/color]. Luther smirked as fresh glass of his drink of choice placed in front of him. His eyes wandered to the weapons she had visibly strapped to her. [color=90F1FF]"Looking for trouble?"[/color] He asked playfully, his tone light as his eyes met hers once more. It was seeing her like this after everything that happened yesterday that he made a choice. He was going to stop resisting letting people get close. 
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