Cross posted from RoH forum.
Outback 5/16
Holds open the door for Mercedes, leaning back against it and smiling. ?So, he asks me what it does, and I say ?Generates 3 gigajoules per second.? He said ?That could power your heart for 50 lifetimes.? and I had to tell him ?Or something really big for 15 minutes.? He liked the sound of that.?
Mercedes turned that "Oh how adorable" smile up at him as she walked past, brushing her arm across his chest as she moved. ?See, I don't think you are looking at the overall big picture here, G'nort. What you should be thinking is 'I could live for twenty-five lifetimes and STILL power something really big.' My recommendation would be that you tap into that power and use it to subjugate a group of geniuses that can find a way to make all of your organs and your roguish good looks last as long as that artificial heart you are going to have powered with it. Then you have more time to come up with more ways to profit.? Not that he had any of these plans, of course. She was just a model, nothing overly intelligent, so perhaps her ideas were a little off.
?Oh, without a doubt.? Grins as she runs her hand over him and then turns to step along side her. ?But you see, I'm not worried, I have no plans of needing 25 lifetimes. Just one extremely long one. Besides, I have plenty of "Geniuii?" to go around. I could have them work on something for you.? He grins. ?Not that you need any improvement.?
?What exactly would you have them work on for me??
He leads her towards a table where they can sit and have a nice relaxing evening. He smiles as he takes a step back, placing an arm on her shoulder to hold her at arm?s length to take a good long look at her, eyes trailing up and down as he wonders what may need improvement. ?Hmm, maybe a little.. no. Taller maybe? Probably not. I don't know, it's really difficult to find any fault. Hmm.?
?Well, I can be taller with taller heels, but I don't find this to be something I need to change. Do you really only need to look at me to decide if something needs changed. Do you think there is nothing else going for me aside from how I look?? He was gazed at; a somber and unblinking stare. Until her smile threatened to make those large golden amber eyes disappear. Her mood was far less serious than it had been the past few nights they had been out.
?Rhetorically speaking, of course. You know I wouldn't -actually- want to change anything about you.? You know, just in case she was actually insulted. Still a little bit of eggshelling there.
?I am sure there is something that could be changed. No one is perfect, of course. I think if I could change one thing about myself, I would be...? A slightly sheepish grin. ?A little more outgoing. Less rigid.? A casually sashaying gait carried her to the bar, where she slipped behind and began to look over the bottles.
?You can't mechanically change personality, my dear.? Smiles to Merci.
?That is too bad, isn't it?? Turning to look back at him with a smile before perusing the drink selection. ?Someone has the most fantastic organizational system here. They need to come reorganize my closet.?
?You know, I've never gotten the chance to actually see your closet.? He taps his chin then chuckles.
?Well, in order to see my closet, you would have to be in my bedroom and I believe we have discussed this before.? She cleared her throat a little in embarrassment. Some things just shouldn't be spoken aloud in public, after all.
?I know. And don't worry, I fully intend to earn the trust back. Although, I might say you're being a little hard on me. Don't you think? Maybe a little? And I'll have what you're having.And make it a double. Please?? Puppy dog eyes.
?Being a little hard on you?? A well defined brow arched slightly as she looked back at him before finally finding a bottle of white wine in the cooler. Turning, she found a corkscrew and placed both upon the bar in front of him. A hand lifted to ruffle the top of his hair before she lowered it to grab another glass. ?It will cost you and you also have to open the bottle for me. Put some of that fabulous arm strength to work. Also, perhaps you should get more exercise to help decrease your libido.? Did she just say that out loud? Yes, she actually did.
He chuckles and takes the bottle and corkscrew, going through the motions of opening the bottle so that it could breathe now. He smiled at her and slid the bottle towards her. ?What else will it cost me? And my libido is under control. I just wanted to see all your outfits.? Chuckles. ?And you like my libido, not that you've had a chance to experience it or anything. After all, I don't put out on the first date.? Sly grin.
?I shall take a picture of my closet then. Though I am quite sure you will run for the hills once you see it. Of course, Cor's guest room does not have nearly enough closet space so I only have a small amount of my clothing in there. It is busting at the seams.? A slight laugh before she tried to make herself seem like less of a clothes addict. ?I didn't buy all of these...when I have done modeling shoots, they always give me the outfits, sort of like a bonus.? Of course that wasn't the only reason she had far too many outfits. It wasn't as if she had an addiction or anything. Really.
?You not putting out on the first date is a miracle. Also, I am quite sure we agreed there would be no more lies.? Squints at him teasingly. ?Are you lying??
?You know, I don't think I'll be running.? He nodded oh so seriously. ? If it's one thing my first wife had, it was a lot of clothes. Luckily, most are gone. So I have plenty of space. I could store some of it if you need.? Was he offering closet space to her? Now -that- was a commitment!
?We did agree on no lies. So then, I guess I should ask what your definition of a first date is, compared to mine. After all, a casual fling after having met somewhere without the intent of a relationship can't really be considered a date.? A sad, sad sigh. ?I hated being used like that. Only being wanted for my body... ? Was he being serious, or silly? Who could tell?? Anyone with a brain.
Merci poured the wine into both glasses, giving him a double like he asked for, then squinted at him as she sat the bottle down. ?You are such a scoundrel. It really is quite endearing.? She likely needed to get her head checked. Some brain cells must have gotten knocked loose during her trip through the portal to RhyDin. ?What if I wanted to use your body and have no relationship with you. Would that be agonizing?? Trick question.
He reaches out and takes the glass from her, giving her one of his most serious, straight faces. ?It would drive me tears. Torturous, horrific tears.?
Her head tilted slightly as she watched him, golden eyes searching his face for some clue that he was simply being sarcastic. Then she stood straight, lifted her wine glass, clinked it to his...and dropped the entire subject. Nope, not one word or facial expression to give away what she was thinking. ?This really isn't bad at all.? She sounded surprised.
Glass clinking and he's smiling again to her. ?Well, Caedia makes sure to stock only the second best. The best, of course, being reserved for me.? And he sips.
?You know, G'nort...I think some might find you to be pompous, until they got to know you, of course.? That sugary smile was brandished as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. It couldn't be helped. It was ONLY because of that last comment and the sip that she thought to mention this.
?Well, it's all an act, of course. So that I can weed through the ones who don't want to get to know the real me, and leave as soon as it's convenient.?
?Their loss.? And she meant that. The teasing lilt of her voice was gone. ?And have you decided which I am??
Smiles to Mercedes. ?Well, it's still early.. give it a couple weeks..?
Outback 5/16
Holds open the door for Mercedes, leaning back against it and smiling. ?So, he asks me what it does, and I say ?Generates 3 gigajoules per second.? He said ?That could power your heart for 50 lifetimes.? and I had to tell him ?Or something really big for 15 minutes.? He liked the sound of that.?
Mercedes turned that "Oh how adorable" smile up at him as she walked past, brushing her arm across his chest as she moved. ?See, I don't think you are looking at the overall big picture here, G'nort. What you should be thinking is 'I could live for twenty-five lifetimes and STILL power something really big.' My recommendation would be that you tap into that power and use it to subjugate a group of geniuses that can find a way to make all of your organs and your roguish good looks last as long as that artificial heart you are going to have powered with it. Then you have more time to come up with more ways to profit.? Not that he had any of these plans, of course. She was just a model, nothing overly intelligent, so perhaps her ideas were a little off.
?Oh, without a doubt.? Grins as she runs her hand over him and then turns to step along side her. ?But you see, I'm not worried, I have no plans of needing 25 lifetimes. Just one extremely long one. Besides, I have plenty of "Geniuii?" to go around. I could have them work on something for you.? He grins. ?Not that you need any improvement.?
?What exactly would you have them work on for me??
He leads her towards a table where they can sit and have a nice relaxing evening. He smiles as he takes a step back, placing an arm on her shoulder to hold her at arm?s length to take a good long look at her, eyes trailing up and down as he wonders what may need improvement. ?Hmm, maybe a little.. no. Taller maybe? Probably not. I don't know, it's really difficult to find any fault. Hmm.?
?Well, I can be taller with taller heels, but I don't find this to be something I need to change. Do you really only need to look at me to decide if something needs changed. Do you think there is nothing else going for me aside from how I look?? He was gazed at; a somber and unblinking stare. Until her smile threatened to make those large golden amber eyes disappear. Her mood was far less serious than it had been the past few nights they had been out.
?Rhetorically speaking, of course. You know I wouldn't -actually- want to change anything about you.? You know, just in case she was actually insulted. Still a little bit of eggshelling there.
?I am sure there is something that could be changed. No one is perfect, of course. I think if I could change one thing about myself, I would be...? A slightly sheepish grin. ?A little more outgoing. Less rigid.? A casually sashaying gait carried her to the bar, where she slipped behind and began to look over the bottles.
?You can't mechanically change personality, my dear.? Smiles to Merci.
?That is too bad, isn't it?? Turning to look back at him with a smile before perusing the drink selection. ?Someone has the most fantastic organizational system here. They need to come reorganize my closet.?
?You know, I've never gotten the chance to actually see your closet.? He taps his chin then chuckles.
?Well, in order to see my closet, you would have to be in my bedroom and I believe we have discussed this before.? She cleared her throat a little in embarrassment. Some things just shouldn't be spoken aloud in public, after all.
?I know. And don't worry, I fully intend to earn the trust back. Although, I might say you're being a little hard on me. Don't you think? Maybe a little? And I'll have what you're having.And make it a double. Please?? Puppy dog eyes.
?Being a little hard on you?? A well defined brow arched slightly as she looked back at him before finally finding a bottle of white wine in the cooler. Turning, she found a corkscrew and placed both upon the bar in front of him. A hand lifted to ruffle the top of his hair before she lowered it to grab another glass. ?It will cost you and you also have to open the bottle for me. Put some of that fabulous arm strength to work. Also, perhaps you should get more exercise to help decrease your libido.? Did she just say that out loud? Yes, she actually did.
He chuckles and takes the bottle and corkscrew, going through the motions of opening the bottle so that it could breathe now. He smiled at her and slid the bottle towards her. ?What else will it cost me? And my libido is under control. I just wanted to see all your outfits.? Chuckles. ?And you like my libido, not that you've had a chance to experience it or anything. After all, I don't put out on the first date.? Sly grin.
?I shall take a picture of my closet then. Though I am quite sure you will run for the hills once you see it. Of course, Cor's guest room does not have nearly enough closet space so I only have a small amount of my clothing in there. It is busting at the seams.? A slight laugh before she tried to make herself seem like less of a clothes addict. ?I didn't buy all of these...when I have done modeling shoots, they always give me the outfits, sort of like a bonus.? Of course that wasn't the only reason she had far too many outfits. It wasn't as if she had an addiction or anything. Really.
?You not putting out on the first date is a miracle. Also, I am quite sure we agreed there would be no more lies.? Squints at him teasingly. ?Are you lying??
?You know, I don't think I'll be running.? He nodded oh so seriously. ? If it's one thing my first wife had, it was a lot of clothes. Luckily, most are gone. So I have plenty of space. I could store some of it if you need.? Was he offering closet space to her? Now -that- was a commitment!
?We did agree on no lies. So then, I guess I should ask what your definition of a first date is, compared to mine. After all, a casual fling after having met somewhere without the intent of a relationship can't really be considered a date.? A sad, sad sigh. ?I hated being used like that. Only being wanted for my body... ? Was he being serious, or silly? Who could tell?? Anyone with a brain.
Merci poured the wine into both glasses, giving him a double like he asked for, then squinted at him as she sat the bottle down. ?You are such a scoundrel. It really is quite endearing.? She likely needed to get her head checked. Some brain cells must have gotten knocked loose during her trip through the portal to RhyDin. ?What if I wanted to use your body and have no relationship with you. Would that be agonizing?? Trick question.
He reaches out and takes the glass from her, giving her one of his most serious, straight faces. ?It would drive me tears. Torturous, horrific tears.?
Her head tilted slightly as she watched him, golden eyes searching his face for some clue that he was simply being sarcastic. Then she stood straight, lifted her wine glass, clinked it to his...and dropped the entire subject. Nope, not one word or facial expression to give away what she was thinking. ?This really isn't bad at all.? She sounded surprised.
Glass clinking and he's smiling again to her. ?Well, Caedia makes sure to stock only the second best. The best, of course, being reserved for me.? And he sips.
?You know, G'nort...I think some might find you to be pompous, until they got to know you, of course.? That sugary smile was brandished as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. It couldn't be helped. It was ONLY because of that last comment and the sip that she thought to mention this.
?Well, it's all an act, of course. So that I can weed through the ones who don't want to get to know the real me, and leave as soon as it's convenient.?
?Their loss.? And she meant that. The teasing lilt of her voice was gone. ?And have you decided which I am??
Smiles to Mercedes. ?Well, it's still early.. give it a couple weeks..?