#kc_necropolis

He is sourly awake. "Are you aware there is an utter derth of girl scouts and nuns in this city?"

"Before or after your trip?"

"Before, during, and after." Disgruntled sigh.

He sips his scotch moodily. "I had to settle for a police officer."

"So, the cop. Marry Fuck or Kill?" She says without missing a bit while he's sipping his scotch

A snort. "Tempt. He's currently at home enjoying the company of a young lady who -really- didn't want a ticket."

"Naughty boy" A smile though

Then gentler, she starts to massage his feet, "You feeling more yourself?"

"Yes, although I'm disappointed in how low humanity has fallen."

"Oh?"

"Hardly any good left to tempt people out of." Grumbled.

"I'm sure a lot of them are faking worldliness. It's very fashionable. They act edgy online, worldly to their friends, but inwardly still are too scared to go to a nude beach"

"Hmmph."

"I think the cathedral is a bit shy about replenishing it's nuns ever since PRanks giving two years ago where they all became convinced they were clothing obsessed teenagers ... not my work by the way, but funny"

He offers her a sip from his glass. "True."

She takes it.

"Did the rest of shopping go well? Miss April is happy?"

"She had fun. I managed to mask my worry for you" She returns the glass, "And she's... interesting. I think with effort I could tip her unseelie, but until I know more about that...side of her, no need to upset someone."

"Agreed." Certain. "For now, no upsetting the apple cart."

"Yes. I think..and maybe it's silly, but I think she's going to make a very good regular or even closer for Caesar. She's got a romantic streak under that cerebral coating."

William nods. "Agreed."

"I shouldn't tell you this, but I learned more about the DeBukes from here... between the lines as it were."

His eye brightens. "Tell me?"

"Their old storm, who passed away, I forrget his name, was your kind of guy. Apparently he's killed.. as in mortally slain, more than a hand ful of sidhe before he gave his life to save the lodge. He is not entirely alone. When pressed, the DeBukes will skip to just beheading an elf. Normally when mercy is offered and the4 stupid noble declines."

A soft groan of appreciation.

"CLem prefers elderforming them. "

"I knew I liked that girl....."

"There's a garden in the near dreaming outside the farm" A cough "It's not nearly as protected."

"No?" He hands her his glass and props himself up. "Ahhhhh....." Putting it together. "Oh, next time we're there, promise me we'll go for a walk?"

"I think we would BOTH love that." A smile "You may have to leave the agent orange at home"

"Oh, if you insist." He sits up and reaches out for her.

She smiles and goes into his embrace "you're pretty insistent yourself but I like that"

He kisses her. "Thank you for putting up with my moodiness."

"Oh oh.. hi, I'm CC, A satyress. I put the BIG O in MoOdy. I thought we met?" She laughs and kisses him back

He chuckles. "Yes, Dearest, but I -expect- it from you. It's -unusual- from me."

"Well, you are a stable rock but even they have their quakes" A kiss, "And it's okay. If you need it you need it"

"Mmmmm....." an approving hum, and another kiss. Peaty smoke on his tongue.

She will proceed to spoil him with kisses, or food or massages, or anything else he wants. Anything at all

He -can- be a bit of a glutton....

Good thing she can be a lot of a feast

(end scene)