Lucifer's expression flickers with amusement and...something else.
"Always so invested," he murmurs. "And look how open it leaves you. Don't worry, Senator," he continues smoothly, finally looking back at the Tams. "Alien as the concept may seem to someone used to the political arena, I keep my promises. You just have to make sure that Crowley keeps his."
He bows, an impeccable gesture of respect that is entirely at odds with the careless power in his voice.
"Wăn ān, folks."
And then the screen blurs and Wanda Chen is swinging her hair and complimenting a B-list starlet on their outfit, and Nicholas Rosse is gone.
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Date: 2006-06-15 10:55 am (UTC)Lucifer's expression flickers with amusement and...something else.
"Always so invested," he murmurs. "And look how open it leaves you. Don't worry, Senator," he continues smoothly, finally looking back at the Tams. "Alien as the concept may seem to someone used to the political arena, I keep my promises. You just have to make sure that Crowley keeps his."
He bows, an impeccable gesture of respect that is entirely at odds with the careless power in his voice.
"Wăn ān, folks."
And then the screen blurs and Wanda Chen is swinging her hair and complimenting a B-list starlet on their outfit, and Nicholas Rosse is gone.