You're welcome. Speaking of art, I'm starting to add framed pieces on the bedroom wall. Can I talk you into sitting for a portrait? Not a nude, but something a little sexy.
[ well, she's comfortable with wesley, but not in a way that she's ever considered being naked around him. maybe that makes him the best choice, really. she chews on her lip over it, and she's about to make a choice when the last message comes in. ]
I'm listening. What kind of worth my while were you thinking?
[ alina doesn't like to think of herself as a jealous person. or, more accurately, she doesn't like to think of herself as the kind of person that other people would describe as jealous. it's not the feeling that she spurns, but the idea that it might reflect poorly on her. ianthe doesn't make it sound that way, now. she makes it sound like something to be fed and watered and enticed. it keeps alina from getting her hackles up about it, and it serves it purpose well as a result—to entice her. to promise something that she wouldn't even think to ask for, otherwise. ]
[ well, it's going to be a mood-killer. so alina holds onto it for a moment. the truth is, she needs the sense of companionship. ianthe has articulated enough already that alina understands that they are similar in their necessary ambition, and its motives, but the particulars ... ]
I want to know how you became a lyctor. But it doesn't have to be now.
[In a way, it was a relief that Alina wanted to know this and not something Ianthe guarded closer such as the real depths of her feelings. Since the amplifier, a part of Ianthe wished to tell her just how much she understood or at least could relate to what she was going through. To know she wasn't alone. For Ianthe to not be alone. But opening up about that would expose her in a way... not unlike what Ianthe asked of Alina with the painting given her body self-image insecurities.]
Then I'll tell you, but later. It's something better conveyed in person.
[So Ianthe could see exactly when Alina turned from her over her indelible sin.]
[How to explain a fire extinguisher to sufferings who didn't know what one was?]
No, no, it's a handheld cannister of compressed chemicals that form a fire suppressive foam when exposed to air. It's so much faster and better than a bucket of water.
Wesley will know what I mean.
i know it's a typo but im locking sufferings in and laughing abt it
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Speaking of art, I'm starting to add framed pieces on the bedroom wall. Can I talk you into sitting for a portrait? Not a nude, but something a little sexy.
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And who's going to see it hanging like a trophy in your bedroom, saints!
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Trophies are meant to be shown off. This would be no trophy, but something I covet for myself.
[An unusual thrill tingled up her spine to the back of her neck that she didn't notice.]
I'll make it worth your while.
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I'm listening.
What kind of worth my while were you thinking?
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Something that's just mine?
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Wesley can do it.
If he's willing, that is. I'll ask him.
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(ooc: pics in link are semi-nsfw)
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Did Nikolai tell you?
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I appreciate it.
[ after how she grew up, she likes presents. she's simple like that. ]
They're pretty.
The underwear.
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Have you decided what you want?
correct me if i'm remembering wrong searching my archived tags was hard
I want to know how you became a lyctor.
But it doesn't have to be now.
All good!
Then I'll tell you, but later. It's something better conveyed in person.
[So Ianthe could see exactly when Alina turned from her over her indelible sin.]
When the painting is done.
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I'll be busy tomorrow night, but after that? If we can pin Wesley down.
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I think we can manage that on our own.
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No, no, it's a handheld cannister of compressed chemicals that form a fire suppressive foam when exposed to air. It's so much faster and better than a bucket of water.
Wesley will know what I mean.
i know it's a typo but im locking sufferings in and laughing abt it
Your culture is bizarre.
My phone knows the deal lol
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