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Even as the newest member of the group, Lucifer could tell that something was off. The unsettling feeling of being watched when he first arrived, he'd decided, was not merely nerves from joining an unfamiliar group while his memories were lost. No, something had been watching him. He knew it, the other SkyClanners knew it. At least now, they were doing something about it. The amnesiac looked at Duskmire (that was his name, right?) questioningly.

"I quite agree. I don't suppose you have a plan formulated already?" Lucifer asked. Pausing slightly, he'd add, "Lucifer Infernum, by the way. Lucifer and Luci are both fine."

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These seemed...familiar. They felt familiar at any rate, though with his current amnesiac state, who knew? His mind was just an empty void of random information he couldn't really connect. These weekly tasks, for example. He knew what they were, and how to participate in them, but they weren't memories. Huffing slightly in annoyance, the dragon would move over to the others anyways. He may as well do a few of these -- perhaps they'd spark some memories.

"I'll take one," Lucifer said smoothly, composing himself once again.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Firework. Another familiar word, but not one that sparked any memories. He'd never set one off before, just observed from a distance, but he could figure it out. With a simple nod, the dragon would turn around to go try and figure them out.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Fireworks. They couldn't be too hard to figure out. From what he knew, just light the fuse and let it explode, right? The dragon carefully turned over the contraption. Hard to believe that this ugly thing could produce such beautiful displays, really. Finding the fuse, Lucifer considered the next problem. How was he to light it up? Perhaps he should get someone with elemental powers, but this was his first weekly task and he wanted to do it alone. Scowling, the dragon let out an indignant huff -- only to set the fuse on fire. Startled, Lucifer stared at it for a few seconds, stunned by what had just happened.

Then he had bigger problems to worry about. He had been pointing it the wrong way, so when the firework was supposed to spiral up into the air, sending vibrant displays of color and sound into the darkening sky, it instead ricocheted into the ground, only to bounce back up and slam Lucifer in the side. With a grunt, the dragon stumbled a little bit before righting himself and quickly crushing the firework underneath a claw. Well, that had been interesting. At least he knew how they worked now, though he was curious about the burst of flame that had come seemingly from him...

idk how fireworks work tbh sue me

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Caves. He didn't think he'd do well with cave, not in this body. He was more likely to cause the entire thing to come crashing down than actually help in all honesty. "Ah, I'll sit out on this for obvious reasons. Best of luck to you all, though," Lucifer would say with an easy smile.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Alright, so no plan. They were getting quite a bit ahead of themselves though, talking about talking to it or killing it when they had no idea how to catch it in the first place. Duskmire seemed to have recognized that, though, so no use pointing it out again. Rather, he should contribute his own ideas as to how to catch it. "It seems rather interested in us. The fact that it hasn't attacked us has several possibilities. The first is that it is curious about SkyClan, or a large group in general, and is merely scouting us out. If this is the case, then they are not confident around large groups yet and may react badly if cornered," Lucifer started out.

"The second possibility is that it is a creature sent specifically to spy on us, perhaps by an enemy group. If this is the case, we need to find out which group its from as fast as possible. The third possibility is that it wants to attack, but cannot, either due to witnesses or lack of strength. I was alone when I felt its presence, but likely because of my size, it avoided a confrontation." A small pause. Figuring out the creature's motives would give them better insight on what to do, but it was more than likely that they could only speculate upon the reasons behind its presence. As such, they may need to directly move into the capturing step.

"When catching it... I believe the best course of action would be to send a 'bait' out, probably someone who's felt its presence before. They can send out a telepathic signal when they feel that its nearby and we'll see if we can spot it," Lucifer would suggest. "We should also have traps set up in the area, though that may pose a danger to our Clanmates as well."

/ i was watching a super analytic anime and i'm feeling the aftereffects sorry for the novel lmao. + ninja'd, too lazy to edit.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Ah, someone had witnessed that? How embarrassing. At least he had a tough hide, it'd be even worse if he was injured from a simple firework, after all. "Ah, yeah. Just wasn't expecting the whole, er, breathing fire thing," Lucifer admitted with a huff. Picking up another firework, the dragon considered it for a second before holding it up. He envisioned the burst of flame that had surprised him first, then breathed out. Sure enough, a second plume of flame shot forward to ignite the firework. This time, Lucifer was prepared, and the firework rocketed up into the sky, sparks of green bright and loud against the dark navy backdrop. "Ah, that's better."

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]& omg it's snickers *internal fangirling*

Lulu? He had mentioned earlier he didn't particularly care if anyone called him Luci, despite its slightly feminine edge, but Lulu was certainly new. He didn't respond to that part, however, blushing slightly instead at the compliment. Had he gone too far with his explanation? He did feel like he had rambled a bit more than necessary, but it was better to go in-depth than be negligent about the details in case they mattered later on. The dragon gave a slight shrug in response. "I'm only pointing out what seems reasonable to me, I suppose," he would say offhandedly.

A few others had gathered as well. It was nice to know that they'd have enough members to carry out a large scale operation if needed. The dragon's head swiveled back to Duskmire. Even if the other male was turning him into a leader in his mind at this very second, Lucifer still saw him more senior one as the leader. After all, he had been the one to call them together. And he did make a very good point about the bait, that could, after all, turn out to be dangerous. "If no one volunteers as bait, I can do it, though it may be wary around me for my size. Or we can find a safer way. Even just by placing traps everywhere, we'd likely catch it eventually," he'd say. Unless it was super intelligent, kept track of where all the traps went, and deliberately avoided them.

And of course, what to do after it was caught. "If it seems to be a threat or reacts violently, we'll kill it. If it seems willing to negotiate or communicate in some way, we'll see what it wants,"[/] Lucifer offered.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Lucifer was an admirer of art. At least he think he was. His head was full of a lot of paintings, as it was. A lot of depictions of people burning in fires, a lot of outlandish stuff. He could appreciate that, someone whose ideas were so strong that they needed such gruesome scenes to depict them. Abstract art, on the other hand -- he shuddered to even think of it. Landscape and scenery wasn't something he really remembered seeing, but he supposed he could appreciate that too. "Nice work," Lucifer would comment offhandedly as he walked over. He wasn't an art expert of any kind, so any art was a piece of nice work in his eyes.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Lucifer made his way over curiously. He had no interest in accessories himself, of course, preferring his natural state. Plus, with the accidental puffs of flame he was exuding recently, he'd likely burn anything on him. The dragon came over anyways, eyeing the trinkets out of sheer curiosity. They were...interesting, even if not particularly useful.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Someone who spoke a foreign language? Despite his current state of amnesia, Luci somehow understood the German. He hadn't even noticed until the fem corrected herself. Curious. He had learned another thing about himself. At least it wasn't nearly as destructive as it had been when he learned he could breathe fire and managed to set off a firework exactly right so it slammed into his side instead of up in the air. Shaking off the memories, the dragon gave a short dip of his head in greeting. "Nice to meet you, Oma. I'm Lucifer, welcome to SkyClan," he'd say easily.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Oh? This sounded rather urgent. The amnesiac king of hell would walk over, taking a seat and placidly waiting for them to get started.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Ooh, blind dating? That was an unfamiliar term, though the definition was fairly easy to figure out. "I'll participate in the blind dating," Lucifer would say, though he'd remain quiet for the whole Doctor thing. He was pretty sure he was more a "fight me" type of guy than the healing type, though if there was an herb training he'd probably attend.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Ohoho, a unicorn? Another mythical creature, much like him. The large dragon made his way over, offering a calm smile in greeting. "Lucifer, pleasure to meet you," the amnesiac king of hell greeted.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Lucifer could care less about the divisions of Clan boundaries. In fact, if he knew what the Cloudwatcher was up to, he'd probably respect him even more. Lucifer had been making his way across camp, considering doing some hunting when he heard Luca call out. The reptile's head turned in interest, spotting Duskmire doing...something with a basket. Oh, was he sending out gifts?

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Lucifer liked to think that he was happy. He certainly wasn't unhappy. SkyClan was a nice place, and he got along well with the members (well, none of them hated him, at any rate). He had a comfortable place to stay, and it wasn't as if it got boring or anything. Things could definitely be worse. But then again, Luci didn't have much in ways of comparison. He couldn't remember batshit from before he had been plopped down at the border and joined. Perhaps he had been happier before, perhaps he had been in a hole of depression and anxiety. He supposed he wouldn't know until he got his memories back.

This guy, though, this guy sounded absolutely miserable. His voice was scratchy, so he had probably been alone for a good time before coming to SkyClan, enough to be unused to speaking. And that malnourished look wasn't good, either. He looked as if he was on the verge of starvation. "You look like you could use an extra meal or two," the amnesiac fallen angel would comment. "I'm Lucifer, by the way. Pleasure to meet you."

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]The dragon would wander closer in order to hear Duskmire's nervously stammering, tilting his head slightly. He supposed it was stealing in a way, but he only wanted to help, and Lucifer didn't see a problem with that. "Aw, nice of you. Want some help? I can probably go hunting outside the territory so we aren't 'stealing'," Luci offered. Damn, it really sucked that SunClan'd been hit by a storm. He'd never been to the Clan before, but he was sure they were nice folks if Duskmire was willing to help them out.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Luci wasn't sure how the lawn chairs were supposed to work for someone his size -- hopefully his date wouldn't mind. It seemed he wasn't the first one there either, which was quite a shame. He'd hate for them to start off on the wrong foot. The amnesiac king of hell came forward with a surprisingly angelic smile, dipping his head in greeting. "Hello there. My apologies for being late, I got lost," Lucifer admitted with a chuckle. He was still relatively new to SkyClan, and managed to confuse the directions he'd been given, almost running off the territory a few times.

Well, he was here now. His date seemed to be a nice lady, though of course he knew better than to judge someone off their appearances. "My name is Lucifer Morninglight Infernum, but Lucifer or Luci work quite well. And you?" the dragon would question politely as he took a seat next to the lawn chair, his large frame juxtaposed by the small seat.

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Ah, he had come upon quite the polite young lady, it seemed. That was good. He liked polite. Not that he himself was always polite but...it was nice. The size difference did make things a little uncomfortable, but Lucifer hadn't quite managed to figure out how to shrink this body nor get a new one, so he'd be stuck like this for now. "You as well, Americanrose. I'm Lucifer Infernum," the amnesiac would say with a smile in response.

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