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a rich ponce with far too many names. ([personal profile] pathography) wrote2004-12-29 06:14 pm
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-25 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you kidding? Grog would riot." To say nothing of the rest of them. They are, as a team, one that benefits from a little social lubrication. (A comment Vex would never say aloud out of caution Scanlan would hear.)

"But we will be leaving town, and we'll have several days sleeping rough before we get to the next town worth naming. Less comfort. Less booze. Less privacy."
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-25 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Darling, I do appreciate your ingenuity, but you do have to realize we'd have a mutiny on our hands if we took one room all to ourselves." She says it lightly, like it's a joke. There's an airiness to it. Can you imagine?

She takes another drink, long and savoring.

"Besides, it would rather defeat the purpose of having privacy if they'd be able to guess what we were up to."
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-25 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Darling..."

There's a little pang of guilt when she sees Percy's expression fall. Vex pushes it away ruthlessly. They've known each other a very short time—not enough time to get Percy's clothes properly laundered, let alone replaced. If he saw more in this than a fun little addition, something to make their—again, very new—arrangement as pleasant as possible, then that isn't her fault.

What harm is there in keeping things to a tryst here and there?

"No need to get so ahead of ourselves. We were just discussing breakfast after all."
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-29 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Percy darling," Vex says, a little waver in her tone as though she can't quite decide on the note to strike. Should she be sympathetic, gently setting the record straight? Should she laugh it off, as though it's some joke or misunderstanding? Is she stung by the change in his demeanor, so flattering a moment before?

She clears her throat and shifts slightly. Her gaze dropping to her beer before taking a drink.

If anything, her posture turns more conspiratorial.

"You think this is a rejection?" Better. Confident. Understanding. There's no tint of nervous laughter coloring the words this time.
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-29 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Vex leans back slightly then, and the sting is back. This is ridiculous. Surely he's being ridiculous, which is beneath him.

(She is also beneath him, something they'd both realize if he were thinking more clearly and not fresh out of prison, she's sure.)

"Is that so? Because it seems that I've been misunderstood."
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-05-30 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Honestly, when he says it back to her Vex does have some trouble understanding the issue. It sounds as reasonable aloud as it had in her head. It's not a proposition that she'd expect anyone to scoff at.

Especially not someone she's just bloody met. It's not like she's asking him to hide the fact they're engaged.

"No, it turns out you've understood more or less exactly." She sits a little straighter, gathering her dignity. "Perhaps you'd care to tell me which part of that you object to?"
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-06-07 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Vex makes a sound at that, not quite scoffing. There's the sense she'll say something else. That she'll argue—Vex has rarely been the kind of person to shy away from an argument.

Instead she leans back then, shrugging.

"Very well, darling. I'll leave you be."
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-06-09 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm. It has been a long day." She doesn't make any attempt to stop him, but her demeanor doesn't turn more hostile either. As she says it, the truth in her statement sinks in. It has been long, with more ups and downs than most people have in a week.

She finds a little patience in that.

"We'll still be leaving in the morning, later rather than earlier, but we'll be out of here before noon if I have to strap the gnome to Trinket's back and carry him."

Which is to say, she still considers them a we, and until she hears otherwise, Percy is expected to come.
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[personal profile] whatsinfrontofyou 2025-06-10 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Vex huffs softly at the question, giving him a measure with quick glances of her eyes. Not that there's any new information to gather. She already got a fairly thorough sense of the size of him when she had her hands all over him.

"Well, you're too tall to borrow from Vax, and Grog and Scanlan are right out," she observes, stating the obvious. Percy is all long and slim, and likely was even before his stint in a cell.

"That seems reasonable enough. You will have to wake up before noon though."