[Static. The picture is still coming into focus, but you can hear the drumming of long nails. Finally a woman comes into clarity,
cigarette still clenched between her red lips in concentration as she fiddles with the volume on the PCD. Once satisfied she backs off, leaning into the camera like the juiciest confessional.]
No, wait. Don't tell me. [
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[Yes, he looks about twelve years old. Why do you ask?]
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So, don't take this the wrong way, but have your balls dropped yet? [Gestures vaguely at him with her cigarette.] I need to know what product I'm selling here.
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Nah. See, I've got this friend. And I think he'd enjoy the break from everything, yknow?
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Calling my wife a prostitute is unnecessary.
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Unless you're ponying up the cash.
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You're just mistaking a basic culture difference for cheapness. Don't you have a minority to oppress or Protestants to kill?
[Shot sort of in the dark here, but she remembers those particular accents from a very, very long time ago.]
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So that's where I'll find the clinic? I think I'm good, thanks. [Said with some acerbic tone, really, because she has no desire to go anywhere with a kid this perky. Not when she's powerless and can't even make good sport of him.]
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My Lady, please. There are children in this city. Such language should not be used in public. There is a way to filter your missives that others cannot see them. In future, it may prove useful to you.
And you will find this is not a kidnapping in the more traditional meanings of the word. Odd spirits have brought us to this place from all across the world, and from across other worlds, as well as through time itself. It is most strange.
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That's just French for a really enormous kidnapping. With any luck it's part social experiment, part breeding program. [Yes, that's a lecherous look she's giving Juliet as she sucks almost obscenely on her cigarette.] And honey, nobody calls me My Lady outside of bed.
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[Her eyes widen at the idea of a breeding program.]
There has been no talk of that. And I am a married woman!
[Did she just intimate...?]
It - it is a title of respect in Verona, the city from which I come. I do not know you, and therefore I say 'Lady'. What are you called normally, then?
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Where's your hubs, sweetie?
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