[RP with Mys_tique] Working Dinner
[written with mys_tique, locked to same]
When he and Isobel had finished working--she had been rather useless, staring off into space and thinking about things so loudly, Nathaniel could practically see what the assassin had done to his assistant--he went and cleaned up, then gave Mystique a polite mental message to meet him in front of the house at six-thirty.
At seven, she came sauntering down the steps. Of course. Nathaniel, who was used to such things, didn't really mind. He opened the car door for her, giving her a polite bow. Mystique looked vaguely familiar, as if he'd seen this particular persona before. She had long brown hair, glasses, and a business suit. The suit was completely improper; the skirt too short, the jacket unbuttoned and she was obviously wearing nothing beneath.
It was the sort of thing Nathaniel would like to see on Rachel, in private. It astounded him women wore such things, nowadays. He was dressed in a rather severe dark suit, and outwardly, he appeared to be Nathaniel Essex. To her, he still looked like Sinister.
"I have, obviously, altered my appearance. If you wish to see what I am projecting to others, do let me know." He started driving towards the restaurant, a seafood restaurant on Tybee. He thought perhaps being around as few people as possible would be a good idea.
When he and Isobel had finished working--she had been rather useless, staring off into space and thinking about things so loudly, Nathaniel could practically see what the assassin had done to his assistant--he went and cleaned up, then gave Mystique a polite mental message to meet him in front of the house at six-thirty.
At seven, she came sauntering down the steps. Of course. Nathaniel, who was used to such things, didn't really mind. He opened the car door for her, giving her a polite bow. Mystique looked vaguely familiar, as if he'd seen this particular persona before. She had long brown hair, glasses, and a business suit. The suit was completely improper; the skirt too short, the jacket unbuttoned and she was obviously wearing nothing beneath.
It was the sort of thing Nathaniel would like to see on Rachel, in private. It astounded him women wore such things, nowadays. He was dressed in a rather severe dark suit, and outwardly, he appeared to be Nathaniel Essex. To her, he still looked like Sinister.
"I have, obviously, altered my appearance. If you wish to see what I am projecting to others, do let me know." He started driving towards the restaurant, a seafood restaurant on Tybee. He thought perhaps being around as few people as possible would be a good idea.