From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:11:35

*finally makes his way downstairs, having changed into jeans and a T-shirt*

*finds a servant to deliver Curvo to the sweet, sweet drugs*

*tracks you down and sprawls on the couch next to you*

Hey.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:18:09

*turns her head slowly to look at you*

*pensively* You're not dressed, you're sprawling, and I merit one whole syllable. Either the world is about to end or you're planning on telling me something slightly on the incredibly-fucking-annoying side.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:20:23

Yes. Yes, I do believe I am.

*throws an arm over your shoulders* But first, my darling cousin, allow me the privilege of saying that you look absolutely...absolutely...

*has caught sight of your boots*

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:21:55

*throws an arm over your shoulders*

*grumbling* That'd be an apocalypse then.

you look absolutely...

*helpfully* Like a million quid?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:23:04

*still staring at your feet*

Ten.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:24:40

*can't help but be somewhat pleased she's not completely invisible to all other sentient life*

Ten million?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:27:14

No, darling. Just ten. What exactly would you call that look, anyway? Post-modern faux-plebeian?

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:38:37

*angrily* Don't "darling" me. I call it "body armor".

*crosses her arms tightly* I rearranged my whole evening for you and I have no idea how you convinced me to do it in the first place.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:45:47

I have no idea how you convinced me to do it in the first place.

*smirks* I have an idea. *plans on using some of that signature charm right about, oh, now?*

*frowns* It's just that I haven't seen my brothers in ages. You're welcome to stay because that would be so fun for you and all if you like. And I'll make it up to you, I promise.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:50:03

*ducks out from under your arm* Oh, spare me. You can't whine until I change my plans and then just ditch me when something better comes along!

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 17:54:25

*drops the charade as quickly as he picked it up* *unconcernedly* I'll keep that in mind.

*leans across you to grab his invitation from the end table* Here. Why don't you just go without me? *sticks it in the top of your handbag* I'm sure there's a bottle of vodka with your name all over it. Several, possibly.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 17:59:05

*gets to her feet in a hurry* Fine. I'll take Fániel. You fucking asshole.

*happens to glance at the invitation* This has your name on it, jackass.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 18:02:22

*hadn't totally planned on saying that, by the way* *like the rest of the population, you're such an easy mark, that's all*

*takes out his phone to text Moryo as he thinks over this dilemma* So tell them you're my wife or my mistress or something, I don't care. They can call me if there's a problem.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 18:06:10

Your—?! *just laughs*

*puts her hands on her hips* What's Fániel supposed to be, then?

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 18:06:52

*rubs his chin*

Your mistress?

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 18:08:22

*scowling* Oh, yeah, you'll be laughing really hard when I get completely hammered and spend the whole night dragging your name through the mud.

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 18:09:45

*deadpans* Kinky.

	From: arakano	Date: 09/24/2007 18:11:44

*looks at her watch one last time* It's half-past. Go fuck yourself before you fall behind.

*flounces out of the room*

	From: tyelcormo	Date: 09/24/2007 18:14:11

That's T-Y-E- *calling after you* L! C! I hope you're taking this down!

*...*

AND CHANGE YOUR DAMNED SHOES! You'll look like a million quid.