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Aug. 9th, 2007 10:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eleutheriosEros had been experiencing a dilemma, until about thirty seconds before he walked in the door. His dilemma was thus:
Things at the apartment are... interesting. And noisy. Very noisy. And busy. And there isn't really any privacy anymore, is there? And I get things thrown at me.
But if I go to the Bar, she'll be there. Goldy. And she'll look at me. With those... eyes of hers. And then I'll have to tell her...
No. Better to avoid it.
But I really want a drink!
But what if she shouts?
I need a drink!
Shouting!
What about the nightclub?
The what?
You know, the bar-within-a-bar?
Eh?
It's next to the brothel.
Oh, that club! ...That's a good idea, actually.
Why, thank you.
Dilemma solved, Eros thus makes his way up to the club. He is probably the first person to do so while caring more about what's coming up behind him than in front. That Goldy walks soft, when she wants to.
Things at the apartment are... interesting. And noisy. Very noisy. And busy. And there isn't really any privacy anymore, is there? And I get things thrown at me.
But if I go to the Bar, she'll be there. Goldy. And she'll look at me. With those... eyes of hers. And then I'll have to tell her...
No. Better to avoid it.
But I really want a drink!
But what if she shouts?
I need a drink!
Shouting!
What about the nightclub?
The what?
You know, the bar-within-a-bar?
Eh?
It's next to the brothel.
Oh, that club! ...That's a good idea, actually.
Why, thank you.
Dilemma solved, Eros thus makes his way up to the club. He is probably the first person to do so while caring more about what's coming up behind him than in front. That Goldy walks soft, when she wants to.
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:41 am (UTC)Oh, the pouting.
"Really," Puck murmurs reproachfully. "'Tis most unfriendly of you." He sniffs. "And here I had thought to give you a gift."
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:45 am (UTC)It's flat. Skeptical.
"Really."
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:53 am (UTC)"Yes."
And fishes around in his pockets for a moment, after which he comes up with a slightly crushed and slightly wilted purple flower.
Eros may or may not recognize it-- but it was his own arrows, after all, that turned it from milk-white to its current violet.
"I have been thinking on you of late."
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Date: 2007-08-26 04:54 am (UTC)He takes the blossom, cradling it protectively in his palm, holding it out of Puck's grasp.
"You've been using...?"
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Date: 2007-08-26 04:59 am (UTC)Then he tilts his head to the side, an almost coquettish gesture. "It was so long since I had seen my own world-- I only wished to celebrate."