21- Never as fun the second time around

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Anyone who happens to wander near the Astral Kitchen will see someone sitting a the table, hunched over and with their head pillowed in between their arms. This someone currently happens to be Jack.

Jack is hungover. This is what happens when you drink half the bar trying to find the kind of liquor you used to drink before your memories were wiped. Unfortunately for him, he's not even sure if he ever found it, thanks to his head feeling like it's being pounded into the ground by someone very very angry and with just as much energy.]

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[madamemoiselle]

{There are hands very delicately placed on his shoulders from behind}

Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes, but only after he recognizes the voice] Yeah?

[madamemoiselle]

You drank too much, didn't you?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

A little. [this being the understatement of the century, but there you go]

[madamemoiselle]

{She bends down a bit more to kiss him on the cheek, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck}

Poor Jack. Why?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[relaxes against her] Trying to find out. What it was I used to drink.

[madamemoiselle]

That's silly. To try everything at once, I mean. Though, you didn't drink a lot around me, so I'm afraid I can't help. Ne, not that you would want to right now anyways, right?

{Smiles} It's not much, but I could give you a massage if you'd like. It might help a little.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't be opposed to the idea.

[madamemoiselle]

I'll be gentle~

{And she draws back to very carefully start to massage his shoulders first. Solomon was the one that liked massages, so Diva's actually pretty good at it}

Ne, being..."hungover", does it hurt a lot?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack relaxes almost immediately under her touch, settling more comfortably as he talks] Yeah. Especially my head.

[madamemoiselle]

Then I guess I'll just have to work my way up.

{Not that Jack could see it, but Diva looks very content and pleased at the moment}

Will you be better by Friday, do you think? You'll have to come to Lucy and I's party.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'll probably be better after a good sleep. So don't worry, I'll be there.

[madamemoiselle]

I'm glad. It's a masquerade, but there will be plenty of masks to use.

{And moving up to his neck now}

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Any other dress code? I'm afraid this is the closest to a suit I have on hand. I wouldn't want to ruin your party. [sits up then, leaning more into the touch]

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, that's fine. The mask is the only formal part, if you want it to be. I'll be wearing a new dress, actually. You'll like it.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I'm sure I will...

[madamemoiselle]

{And her fingers move up to his head, very gently giving him a scalp massage}

Of course. I hope that you would, Jack. Do you think that you'd dance with me?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[And that is enough to make Jack pause for a moment, distracted by how good it feels compared to the headache he's been feeling until now]....you'd have to show me how.

[madamemoiselle]

{She smiles warmly and continues} Ne, it feels good, right?

But of course. I'd love to.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Better than I thought it would.

Later though. Right now I just want to find a good place to sleep.

[madamemoiselle]

Of course. I didn't mean now, of course.

{But she pauses at those last few words, considering it} Ne, it's pretty quiet here, if you'd like a place to sleep.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I have a bed. Back in my reality [his tone implies that he'd rather not go there if he can help it, however]

[madamemoiselle]

...I could bring you one. I have plenty of guest rooms in my house, so I have them to spare. You could take it inside the theater or ballroom, since no one really goes in there. Or even the coliseum.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He sits up so he can turn and face Diva properly, giving her a smile] Thanks. I appreciate it, Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

{And she smiles back} Then I'll be right back.

{She drops from the Plane, returning a few moments later with a bed hoisted over her head like it were nothing}

Ne, where would you like to take a nap? I'll carry it.