[9] Boys are back in town!

[tinybitmad]

Yesterday was wonderful. Hearing you all talk about it was almost the same as seeing it, in a way. Does anyone agree? Not that I care...

I have to edit my previous submission to add:
Not a one of you is any fun at all.

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[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

Because I'll openly call you names, or the fact that I'm always armed?

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

It's a little of both, actually.

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

And here I thought it was tits.

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

Not as much of a turn-on as the "guns", frankly.

vocie

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

Wow. Blow to my ego, there. At least there's one man I know that isn't after parts of me.

Voice//Action?

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

I can be, if you'd like.

[OOC: My favorite part of that is how I managed to select an icon without noticing I was signed in as the wrong person. XD;;;;]

Voice//Action?

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

You'd need to grow a few more inches before you tried to be.

*have one Anita outside his door!*

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

*would be outside waiting for her, except he doesn't wait for anyone. So instead he's lounging against the wall smoking a cigarette. Whoever introduced him to nicotine has a lot to answer for.*

I've never gotten any complaints before. *and since he tops out at 6' even, he's assuming she's not talking about height.*

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

*kicks instead of knocks on his door (lightly, theank you!), then turns to start walking*

You've never been with me.

*she might be 5' even, but she's always got a big enough ego to keep up with most men.*

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I'd remember. It would be an experience.

*shoves his hands into the pocket of his robes and ghosts after her. This feels good, it's almost like going out with Richard again*

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

*shoots him an odd look over her shoulder*

You have no idea what it would be like. I promise you that.

*pauses after a few more steps*

.... are you armed?

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

Of course not, why would I be? *completely innocently.*

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

Just wondering if I'd have to babysit.

*rolls her eyes and starts walking again, letting him keep pace even though her legs are far shorter than his*

... where are we going, by the way?

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

I pay you to babysit.

[Makes his way through the city briskly, completely certain of the route. He's been practicing.]

Down. I want to lose more of your salary.

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

And here I thought I was a bodyguard.

*keeps up with him, glancing at passersby with little interest, even though she's still keeping enough of an eye on things to know they're still safe.*

Down? As in Underground?

What the hell for?

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

With me, don't you often find it's the same thing? *drily*

I just told you, I feel like placing a few bets. The curses are best, did you know you can bet on every aspect of them? I haven't figured out how to rig that one yet.

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

... bodyguard. Keeper. Babysitter. They're all the same when you're involved.

*frooooowns*

You bet on CURSES? You ass. That's a huge part of the suffering of the citizens here.

Re: Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

*offhandedly* If the next one doesn't involve apples raining from the sky in some form, I've lost your next week's salary too.

*stops at the gate down, waiting.* Well, are you coming?

Re: Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

*just grunts and brushes by him, heading down into the dark*

Good thing I picked up the Lux job again or I'd have to find a smaller place to live.

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

You could move in with me.

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

You couldn't stand to live with me.

*shoots him a LOOK*

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

Reverse your pronouns, dear, I know you can do it.

[Cheerfully, passing her to take the lead again. After all, he knows where they're going. Not, actually, to the Casino. That would be far too predictable. Heads instead for the center of the city, and the Circus*

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

*another look for the snide comment but she keeps quiet about it. Once she's close enough to the Circus to feel the odd energy from it, she pauses, taking an involuntary step back*

..... where are we going? No bullshit, either.

Voice//Action

[tinybitmad.livejournal.com]

I told you, I want to place a bet. And maybe stop for a drink. *crosses his arms in front of his chest* Is there a problem, Anita?

Voice//Action

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

*jerks her head towards the Circus*

.... no. After you.