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who: Thor and Lucifer.
what: Thor finds a hot-tub, turns out it actually belongs to someone.
when: Some time around Carnivale, when Thor is at Drunk Nirvana.
where: Lucifer's club/domicile.
warnings: Nude men in a hot tub, talking about the existential.

This may be it for Thor. This may be the final night he takes himself out on the town. It's been a long time,
now. A week or more of non-stop partying and drinking. Thor has indulged in every pleasure, he's smothered himself in glitter, he's been fed potatoes and danced in lounges with beautiful people and danced more than he's slept. It's been nice to cut loose for a long time, without the worries of the world on his shoulders,
but he can only ignore his burdens for so long before he starts to realise why he's trying so hard to distract himself.

When he hits that point, Thor invites himself to leave. With a flick of his wrist, Mjölnir has him shooting up into the sky so he can fly the long way around to his bed. He's gliding low, utilising the scenic route to avoid going home alone to sleep. That's when he catches sight of inviting, steamy and bubbling water. He's seen hot springs before, so imagine his excitement!

On closer inspection, it's not exactly what he imagined, and it absolutely does not look like something here for random, giant blond men to use without permission. Yet, his clothing is coming off anyway. Sandals,
board shorts and a thin, hooded shirt hit the floor and he gently lays his hammer on top of the pile. Thor steps into the tub, lowering himself into it so his hair submerges in as well.

The heat and thrum of bubbling water seems to help ease his mind yet again. Thor shuts his eyes, content to relax for as long as he can do this without being caught.

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"I extended an offer to teach self-defense to anyone interested, and she took me up on the offer with a mind to spar. To her credit, she did not back down even after I told her my name." Is he being vague on purpose? Absolutely.

That brought up a conversation he'd had with her, and the confusion cleared, more so when he looked over at the hammer still resting on his clothes. "Ah, yes. Right. Thor. I've met your brother...s? And sister. Unless one or more of them are from different realities. Bit confusing when there's more than one variety running around, yes?"

Thor smiles a cheesy smile on cue for his name, then lets his expression fall to a more subtle smile.

"The younger brother and sister are from different realities, yes." Thor shrugs under the water. "I was not even aware I had a sister, but one brother is from my reality. One wonders what else they could do to make this place any more confusing."

"I thought your sister was about to have an apoplectic fit when she saw me with my wings out. 'Male angels don't have wings'." He made a small scoffing sound at the thought. "Rather backwards world your sibling comes from, I can tell you that."
Still, he supposed it was just as distracting for Thor as it would be for himself to see another version of a sibling here. "I hope your brother's the fun one. The other one's a bit of a bore, if you ask me."

"She's very set in her ways." The laugh that follows shows that he completely understands Lucifer's sentiment, there.

"I can't say I know all that much about Heven, nor wings." He shrugs. "My Loki is the older one. I cannot say which one would be boring, they're both as capricious as one another."

"Older in appearance or actual age?" Because the 'younger' looking Loki seemed to be the actual older one, if they were going through existing. But Lucifer was still trying to sort out the differences in 'deities' versus beings with abilities. "The one that looks like a GQ ad is a bit up his own backside, but... perhaps I caught him on a bad day."

Or maybe Loki was just a snob. Said one snob about another...

"In appearance. It's not often someone can acknowledge the difference between those two things, however." He gives Lucifer a knowing look, as if he's developing a deeper understanding of the kind of being he's sharing a drink with, now.

"Oddly enough, I couldn't differentiate them from that sort of definition, though I'm not familiar with GQ. The Loki I know is technically younger, but most certainly up his own backside. He's good fun when he warms to you. He's earned his reputation as the God of Mischief."

"Not everyone has younger siblings that can look older than them. Uriel always did look like he'd aged twice as fast as we had. I think it was just to make up for being the short one." He sipped his drink, smiling, as if this was casual conversation to be had any day.

At the mention of GQ, he waved it away. "Men's fashion magazine for the humans. They do have lovely suits in them, though. As for your brother being fun... well, I suppose you'd be the better judge. He didn't seem to warm too quickly to me, and I was being rather gracious, I think."

"You have siblings too? Then you understand my suffering." Even if it sounds like Lucifer might be the younger one, he's sure he's put Loki through the wringer on more than one occasion.

"It's true, you are a gracious host. I cannot imagine what inspired such an icy reception, other than his own mind." The tone Thor uses suggests that Loki commonly makes his own issues, but he digresses.

"I am Thor, by the way. Odinson. I do not recall if I asked your name, but seeing as we've established that you are no mere mortal, I'll ask what kind of being you are."

"I'd gleaned that much on my own. Big hammer thing like that and a sibling named Loki? Easy. I'm Lucifer Morningstar, and what I am depends on your religions leanings, I suppose. I'm the Devil, but I'm also still an angel. Chloe would likely say I'm a pain in her ass." He smiled, taking another sip and spreading his knees further apart under the water as he settled more comfortably.

"I've many, many siblings. Only one's older, but he likes to lord it over all of us. Pompous ass..."

"Many do, and yet, many don't put it together themselves, but you are a man of experience after all." Thor winks. He smiles in turn, though there's not much familiarity in his expression.

"I've heard of Lucifer and the devil, but I must admit, it's mostly though expressions. I've not studied many religions outside of my own." He chuckles. "But it is nice to meet someone in a similar situation- may I ask how you came to be known as the devil?"

"Bad publicity, really. That and Dad on high decided that I'd been naughty and threw me down into Hell. Him and the rest of my siblings spread the word that I was all the evil things and the maker of all ills. When you're the one doling out the punishment, deserved or not, you're always the bad guy." He sighed, shrugging slightly. He tried to brush it off, but there was an enormous chip on his shoulder in relation to the Fall.

"Everyone needs a scapegoat. I became His."

"Mm, you may have more in common with Loki than you think." Thor says with an amused snort, taking a long sip of his drink before he holds out his cup for a refill. "I suppose I was the Golden Child between us, but I took after father a lot more than him." Which is relatively easy when your brother is adopted.

"So your father is some sort of higher power, then? --Is that who you refer to when you say Him? Or your sibling, perhaps?"

"The highest -- at least, in my world. God. Creator of all existence? I've too many siblings to really settle on one of them being irksome enough to earn that kind of notoriety. They could only wish." Amenadiel came close some days, but he was also the only other one to come to Earth recently. Uriel had died, but Lucifer was more concerned with seeing Michael or Gabriel on his own plane, if he was being honest.

"I don't envy that much. The two versions of the same brother give me enough grief." Although there seems to be literature that indicates Thor has more brothers, Thor considers them the fandom OCs of Asgard.

"Such a man does not exist to me, but I've heard his name on Midgard. He's proved himself to be very influential." Maybe more so than himself or Odin, which is somewhat bothersome. "Do you find you miss any of them?"

"What, my siblings?" He didn't answer right away, because for Lucifer, the honest truth was paramount to him. He sipped at his drink -- or tried to, finding it empty and reaching for the bottle to refill it. "I suppose there may be some that I'm curious about. But... well, it's hard not to be bitter, isn't it? Kicked out of home and no one comes to visit for ten billion years? Rather rude. Why should I care if they don't?"

"Truly?" Thor seems genuinely surprised, maybe even a little confused. He needs to wrap his head around what Lucifer is telling him for a good moment. "You're entitled to your bitterness, I'd say. I've not spent much longer than a single year away from my brother." Then he considers it again.

"Perhaps there is something to be learned. Absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder, after all."

"Of course it doesn't. It's just another thing humans tell themselves to make what they're doing seem okay. I've never met another species better at lying, to themselves and others, than humans. It's one of the things they do best." He took a deep swallow of scotch, holding the bottle out to Thor to see if he wanted a refill. "Maybe it's different with angelic siblings. We're not really like humans, after all. We never shared a womb, so to speak. We were just... brought into existence. Maybe that makes a difference."

"I might have contested you on that sentiment some time ago, but lately I'm inclined to agree." He scoffs, but he adds to that anyway. "I wouldn't put myself above them, however. Not far, at least."

Thor holds his glass out for a refill, eager to continue with the drink. "I never shared a womb with Loki. He's adopted. I suppose we might have been raised different, though. I never knew he was adopted until I was too old to know better, just a few years ago."

Lucifer obliged by refilling Thor's glass, then his own again, bottle being set down as he let his legs float up a little under the surface of the water. "Siblings. Always a pain one way or another. Much like humans. Though... I can't say they're all bad. I'm quite fond of the Detective."

"Our experiences must differ greatly." Thor says, with momentary consideration. "I suppose your reputation may have something to do with it. Mortals I've met know very little of the Gods in Norse tales, in my experience."

He shrugs. It is what it is.

"Are you lovers, then?" He'll just cut to the chase.

"Most experiences do. I'd imagine the whole god/devil/angel thing might be a factor in that." And that was Lucifer's mind on most of it. It was what it was. You couldn't force people to change. Couldn't make them do what they wouldn't otherwise. Oh, well, probably you could, but Lucifer wouldn't. Wasn't in his nature. He adhered to the idea of Free Will. Humans had it for a reason, after all.

But the question had him grinning, puffing out his chest slightly. "We are. She's surprisingly uninhibited in that area."

"I'm sure she'll be glad you told me that." Thor scoffs, but he's not wringing his hands over it. It's an interesting facet of Chloe's personality, to him at least.

"Yes, I think I shall forever regret the day I believed mortal women were lesser beings. They've proven themselves more than adept, the Gods should fear and respect them." And learn a thing or two. You get complacent when you just assume you're the best anyone has ever had. "You didn't seem the type to be tied down, I must admit. That alone makes her admirable."

"I'm not. Or, wasn't, I suppose. Ruling hell left one open to mostly cavorting with demons, and the few dips into humanity I had, while fun, never showed me anyone with any... substance. I've a bit of an ability to charm those who are into it, and Chloe is... immune to that. Perhaps I was interested in the first person to say no to me. But, there's much more to her." He shrugged, taking another drink. "Humans can, on occasion, surprise even the Devil. That's what I love most about them."

"Mmm, she'd mentioned something along those lines. Her immunity to you- although I had no idea who you were when she said it."

Now that he knows a little more about this guy, he does wonder what sort of destiny it entails for the both of them. It's none of his business, but he's interested.

"I was ignorant until that, until recently. They're brilliant innovators, all things considered. They have shown me much of their world and welcomed me into it, I only wish I could stay in it."

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