Lucien Morningstar, Lucifer's nephew who he would raise Hell for. Lucien was banished to Hell for being the first Nephilim, cast down as a new born baby to be raised by his uncle and Maze
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Lucien Morningstar walks into Lux to find his uncle talking to a blonde lady while Maze is at the bar "Uncle." he greets. "Ah, the nephew returns." Lucifer smiles before noticing Lucien's shoes "Oh...oh no. No this is a fashion disaster. Are those converse and skinny jeans with a suit shirt?" he asks. "I don't do old men shoes." Lucien responds. Lucifer gasps "These shoes are of highest fashion, dear nephew. If you've been brought up by me, you've got to know how to be a ladies man and that includes looking dapper at all times." he tells his nephew. Lucien rolls his eyes "Dapper?" the blonde questions. "I do look dapper. But I draw the line at Oxfords and Brogues." Lucien tells Lucifer. "No, you look like a fashion car crash." Lucifer responds. "Seriously who uses dapper anymore?" the lady asks. "These two do." Maze pipes up. "I will wear those shoes when Hell freezes over. Which, as you know, won't happen." Lucien tells his uncle. "You raised him." Maze points out making Lucien nod and point at Maze. "Maze, don't you have a bar to run?" Lucifer asks. "You own it." Maze responds. "Yes, we'll, go babysit my club." Lucifer tells her making her walk off. "Uncle, who's this?" Lucien asks. "The detective or Maze?" Lucifer asks. "I've known Maze since birth. I mean the detective, dipshit." Lucien tells him. "Language you little toad. This is Chloe Decker, my personal detective." Lucifer tells his nephew. "Your friend has just been killed and you some how survived. I am not your private detective, I am finding out what happened to your friend." Chloe tells him. "Same thing. You're finding out what happened to Delilah, so am I." Lucifer responds.
Lucien shakes his head "Damn, I liked Delilah. She was sweet." he frowns. "You knew Delilah?" Chloe asks. "Yeah, she was a friend of mine too." Lucien responds. Chloe nods and writes stuff down in her notepad "Just some formalities, what's your name?" she asks. "Lucien Morningstar." he responds. "Okay and where were you when Delilah was shot?" Chloe asks. "I was at a gig across town." Lucien explains. Chloe nods "Now, are you sure that we haven't met? I could swear I've seen you naked. Have we had sex?" Lucifer asks. "We're done here." Chloe responds, going to walk away. "Uh, Detective, wait! Someone out there needs to be punished. We're not done." Lucifer tells her. "Yeah. Yeah, we are." Chloe retorts. Lucien looks at his Uncle "We're not letting this go? Are we?" he asks. "We most definitely are not." Lucifer agrees. Lucien nods and heads to the bar, grabbing a bottle of dark rum and drinking it out the bottle "Could you not drink the stock?" Lucifer asks. "I don't have to but I want to. Besides you have enough money. Also, you drink it yourself" Lucien responds, taking a drink. "Touché nephew, touché." Lucifer nods. "So, what lead are we checking first?" Lucien asks. "Jimmy Barnes." Lucifer responds. "I still can't believe she almost married him." Lucien remarks, wrinkling his nose. "Nor I, but Delilah did say he tried to get her to marry him again. Cornered her at the Grammys." Lucifer explains. "Hm, seems we should pay him a visit." Lucien agrees.
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