#ccsemberclub

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"I can't believe it," CC says running her fingers over the outfits, "Both 'leia' options work. Sweet Dreaming."

"A tour de force, from a tour de force." The boggan agrees.

the contacts for tailoring and so on werre not cheap, but the passions were infused, and both types have...tested well, though not to their ultimate results. Enchanted mortals, and even fae volunteers who snapped out of it in a daze. Now it seems they can be used 'for real'.

"Although the image of Rocco testing one of these is not something that will fade quickly or easily."

"If I recall, we wanted something that while more gender prone would do the job required period?" She arches a brow, then lets the chuckle slip.

"Oh, agreed! Just...." He shivers.

A kiss to his cheek, "Yes yes. Not something for the faint of heart. But now that we have them, what do we do with them?"

A deep sigh, his eyes on the outfits. "Mmmmmm.... let's not squander a resource of this nature. Refresh my memory. One-time, or multiple uses? And, do they do different things, thus there are two?"

"two types.. one that makes one a subservient eager to please and quite sensual in that submissiveness. the other appears to do that but flips fast to rebellion, hatred and a desire to choke someone's jabba I think was the term that made you chuckle. Multiple uses as far as we know."

His eye gets a far-away look at he thinks. "Do you have a desire to travel anywhere in particular on a little working vacation?"

"Not anywhere in particular no, but I am open to suggestions. " She strokes him, "I think it's safe to say Beltaine's grip has faded on you."

He chuckles. "Nasty thing that it is." Agreeing.

"I know we owe a certain lord who tried to hire me trouble"

"Mmmmm....." Thinking. "Yes. Yes, let's let -that- be our first effort, then. Hm. How do we get the outfit -back-?"

"Oh, that...already retreived, it was just a test after all... and memories were wiped"

"No, I mean after we settle that Eiluned for his trouble."

"A fair point. I'm not certain. GPS trackers in the folds?"

He nods thoughtfully. "Flickerflash it away after?"

"mmm we'll need help to do that"

He tuts. "I don't care to involve more than needed. Other options?"

"Now, -I- could portal passage in and mooch it away...." Pondering.

"Dangerous, but yes"

"mmm darling, they tried to use us on a holiday, maybe we can utilize a mortal one. How long should your plans wait?"

"Psshh... Danger." He dismisses that with a grin. "Oh, I can bide. Why?"

"I was wondering July 4th might be too far off, but all those explosions..." A pause and a face, "eww. that was violent of me"

"Oh, I don't know, Cleveland could perhaps stand a few explosions to improve it overall...."

She laughs

He grins, delighted.

"Now, what I meant is, I'm not one for gory deaths normally, or death at all usually dear. But... mmm"

"I am very content with the kind of pandemonium you wrought with our friend Baroness Lundy, and in Topeka."

"I'm not going to lie, I adored Lundy's fate, and I think so did she. You would think she would break out of it by now." A thoguht "odd."

A smirk. "Perhaps she has. And realized your way, our way, is better."

"mmm that hold HAS been praised fori t's new inventiveness...what more could a dougal want?" wryly

"Oh.... I'll just bet they have. Inventive, indeed." He purrs.

"So, Cleveland in July? Perhaps somewhere else in the meantime?" He both tests the idea and considers options.

"Oh my goodness, it's a bit soon for the seven year itch " A smile

"Itch? I?"

"It's almost as if you are bored with our club," A tilt of her head, "Or is this a case of wanting it all and then some?"

"Oh heavens, Dearest, no, not at all!" He rushes to assure. "No, I adore being here with you and running the club. Old habits die hard, is all."

"Well," A thought, "You have given up so much... maybe we could look into a run before July 4th against somewhere small and cozy. what do wee do? Set the noble houses on a dart board and see where it lands? Thunk, oh dear, there goes a Balor hold. thunk, oh look, a Fiona one"

He gives her another delighted laugh. "Since we -do- want to be effective in Cleveland, I thought a test would be in order, yes.

"mmmm" A kiss "Okay. mmm well, you know my style, lust, desire, deception, a mind fuck followed by physical of the same... leave them bent and crawling . Are you looking different?"

"Oh." He breathes out, enraptured. "Not in the least. It sounds delightful."

"Do you think Freehold of the Waning Moon, Caer Adeg-y-Leuad, is too close?"

"Far too close, honey. I believe there's a saying about excreting where one dines? Do you have some specific grudge against Waning moon?"

"No, it just popped to mind. Hm. Further away, then." He thinks.

"Well let's not terriorize Idaho again, I don't want to distract them from that little Varich Gwydion skirmish we helped start"

"Silver Spires? It's here in Grass."

"Possibly. Mmm"