New highlights please. (I currently have Sharp and Cool, but I took the stat swap move for Cool.)
Spending two barter this session, upgrading quarters for my followers at Grindhouse.
"Of course," I agree idly, sated. Pleased that talk has shifted to something less like Admiral owning me. I like being needed, but I need room to breathe. I shift around in the bed so that I can spoon him from behind. I like this shirt. I think…
"Runt," I echo, smiling in disbelief. "What a difference a name makes." My mouth is open, about to make a provocative comment about growth spurts, when Admiral makes his offer.
I whistle, a low one, when I hear his plan. Shake my head slowly, si…
I twist upwards, catch his lip between my teeth, gently bite down. "Indeed. Speaking of ships. How'd you earn that name, Admiral? And what were you called before then?" I transfer my ministrations to his neck, his throat. Work my way to his ni…
Skinner Special: Admiral is hypnotized as if I rolled a 10+.
"I don't hate the compliment, but let's not pretend that I haven't made my admiration for you clear before." I stretch luxuriously, pick up my discarded prosthetic and slide my hand int…
Not the sort of bed that you stop a man from joining you on, is it?
Opening my brain, when the time comes. Thinking about the man from the forest. Thinking about Vignette. Thinking about Dog, and Bon and old Char, the one who taught me my first …
"Show me," I say in return.
I've wondered before, what Admiral would be like as a lover. He's certainly made it clear that he desires me, or more than a handful of occasions. But he's always shown an unfortunate restraint.
I think about just t…
"A solid plan," I say. "I am not surprised to be in such good hands." The sound of the rain on the windows is that strange mix of comforting white noise and insistent, like in the stories of dead men, when they rise from the ground scratch away at…
I relinquish the wall and stalk over to the table. I pick up my glass, give the liquor an appreciative sniff and entwine my arm with Admiral's. I lock eyes with him too. "To victory, to great leaders and to seizing the moment." My toast is solem…
I haven't been here before. But often wondered why not.
"Whatever you're having," I reply, leaning against the wall just inside the door. I watch the way Admiral regards his own belongings, the way he's decorated. I look for what possessions he …
"I'm not worried. I am primed for her victory. But what do you mean about an 'insurance policy'?" I accept his affection like an oasis welcomes the thirsty.
Then Dog has won and is howling and I'm up on the balcony, half-climbing up it, howling …
"So will I, when she wins," I say to Admiral, fully in agreement. I've always had an appreciation for him.
The rest of the folks there in Valentine's box are barely registering on me at this point. It's just Dog in the arena and Admiral at my b…
"So something has come out of his splashing mouth that's worth a damn."
I swivel within Admiral's grasp so that I'm once again watching Dog and the fight. I let myself rest backwards, so that my body is pressed against him from knee to neck. When…
I have to stop myself from stiffening against him in surprise. Instead, I open my mouth next to his, speak into his skin. "Well, that is a revelation. And yet here I am, drunk off your touch." He has only to move his lips a fraction of an inch f…
His breath tickles my cheek. Fine man, the Admiral is. Always has been. "Oh really! So clever. No one else has. Not even our Witch." I shrug against him, "But if you know that, why would you still need HM?"
How can I get Admiral to give HM t…
When he speaks, I turn, to feel his stubbled cheek against his face. Then I'm laughing, deep in my belly, making sure he feels it as it moves through me. I answer him with another question. "Do you you still need HM around? Now that his crew is …
I lean over the railing and let loose that shrill, keening sound that mimics the noises that Drumma makes. Dog will hear it, cutting through the noise and the shouting.
I try to quiet the feeling inside myself when I think about how long Drumma …
I'm up against the railing, seeking out the sight of Dog and Belka. At first I'm humming along with the song, but when the throngs start chanting I'm just rolling my eyes.
"Have you been for the duels before, Sir Gates? Don't remember seeing you …
I snort pleasantly at Gates' fit of conscience. "If I waited around the the Lord to make decisions, I'd still be under Harbormaster's thumb," I say, tone not unkind.
I know he didn't exactly say that, but I want to misdirect, and the escort game…
"The escort round sounds boring." I'm lying, but it shouldn't come off that way. I just don't want Belka being forced to act the bait. My hands move side to side, like uneven scales. "The rabbit might give Dog too much of an advantage."
"I vote …
I nod to SeaTac before he goes. To Gates, "SeaTac is on it. Think about my invitation though. I think you'd like what I have to show you."
As Vignette returns, I perk an ear up towards the crowd. "Do you want to watch the match from Valentin…
I turn to the others, and speak in a low voice so that Rain can't hear. "I have to get back to the duel. Watch Dog. What the flood is this guy up to? Vignette, can't you ... " I make witchy fingers at Rain's back. "Because if you don't, I'm gon…
"You wish to meet her. And you speak for the Forest?" I repeat, looking at Rain dubiously.
::Why are we putting up with this fool?:: I sign to SeaTac. I can't remember if I've shown him all these words. But maybe Joey has. Or Laika.
I have to s…
I notice Union's behavior, but it seems inopportune to intervene. Dog will win, of course. And then Union will become richer with the rest of us.
When I see the convocation of Rain, Vignette, Gates and SeaTac, leaving Yacht Club, I feel a pang of…