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Shall we take bets on whether or not zombies are the worst thing we'll see this year?

[Horst is lounging on a couch near a fire, a book open and on his chest.]

I realized, with all the new arrivals especially, we have a pool of unusual skills here. Would anyone be willing to teach a few classes? For instance: I could teach...oh, bar tending. Card dealing. Physics and labwork--you know, whatever there is interest for.

The ponies could teach 'Frolicking 101'. The angels could teach 'Offending Someone in Two Words or Less'.



[PRIVATE to RACHEL]

Have you done opera at all?

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[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I like that you could pull my head off and use it as a football. [But he's still holding her like a teddy bear.]

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[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[She makes a face.] Wow. Bad mental image. Bad bad mental image.

...Besides wouldn't that like, um, kill you? [She shivers at the thought.] Sometimes I really do think you're the creepy one.

[A resigned sigh.] So what will it take for you to put me down this time?

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[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

You know, it wouldn't, actually. You could blow me into tiny pieces and I'd just...well I'm not clear on specifics, but at some point I'd mold myself back together. And if you really want to get down...paint my toenails when we go in. I'll set you down in good faith.

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[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[A smirk.] Now the way you describe it... almost makes it tempting to give it a try.

[Her mischievous look turns appalled at his request.] Paint your toenails. I don't even paint mine. For Azar's sake I'm sure even Spike doesn't paint his. What kind of vampire are you? ...Pick something else.

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[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

I'm the sort of vampire who likes to look good even barefoot. [see this sad face?]

Fine, fine. You have to make a fruit plate for us.

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[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

Tch. Keep your shoes on, will you? [It makes it hard for her to keep a straight face but she manages.]

You know what? I think you have me confused with your personal slave. But okay, I'll do that. [Before he comes up with something more extravagant.] Set me down now?

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[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[He obeys and sets her on her feet, though he then takes her hand and leads her inside, so it may not be much better.]

If I had a slave, I bet he or she would paint my nails.

How have you been?

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[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[Holding hands, she can roll with that. She even squeezes his hand slightly, almost reflexively.]

I bet he or she'd be half-naked as well.

It's been quite a week. But eh, I'm still here. ...I brought this for you. [She hands him a bottle of vodka.] But it's not to encourage you to drink more, hmm? You can bring it to the bar if you want.