Week 33 - Tuesday evening, Khimaris' room

[watchwight]

Dressed in his (cough) best tattered lace and tail-coat, Vincent knocks upon Khimaris' door. He then steps back three paces, and with hands folded behind his back, awaits a response. After all.... what is such an endeavor without noble backing?

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[khimaris]

Khimaris opens the door, releasing a plume of scented smoke. She fans it away, smiling faintly, and motions Vincent inside--making quite sure to smudge the chalk circle marked out carefully upon the floor. Her personal demon, Simper, sits at the center of it, contemplating his navel.

"Forgive how long I took to answer. We were practising."

[watchwight]

Vincent raises his eyebrow. "No forgiveness is necessary. It is, after all, your abode, Lady Khimaris."

Hands behind his back, he takes a moment to silently absorb his surroundings. If he seems at all disturbed by what she is practising, he doesn't show it.

"Thank you for receiving me, Lady Khimaris. The matter I wish to converse with you upon is one of an... unusual... nature. Now then, I can proceed by the long, twisting route that will give greater detail in the explanation, or I can cut through to the heart of the matter and rexpose the essence of what lies within. Which might you prefer?"

[khimaris]

Her lips purse, holding back a laugh. "Sir, you use my greatest weakness against me! A conversation of a most unusual nature, you say, and then ask the Eiluned if she wishes to take the leisurely path or the direct route. By all means--jump in with both feet."

[watchwight]

"To the point, then," he affirms. "Would you be interested in posing for a series of photographs in a variety of positions, singular and with others? Friend Xandros has hit upon an idea involving the internet and my meager skills with the camera. While the subject matter to be displayed may well be considered mature in the sense of being sensual or even erotic, I can assure you that it will not be either pornographic or illegal. Anything else that is captured by the lens, of course, would remain private."

Vincent leaves the last sentence to hang in the air for a moment before continuing. "Furthermore, this venture would be divided into two parts. One would display ourselves in our mortal seemings. The other, touted as being computer enhanced imagery, our true natures would promote."