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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva is lounging quite comfortably on a couch she's brought to the Plane, wearing very little. Propped against her knees is the The Poetical Works of Lord Byron that Sam has given her. She's also brought a few magazines, one of which seems to have a picture of her on the cover, but it's mostly obscured by a knife that she's been meaning to return.

But in the meantime, she reads aloud, occasionally stammering over a word or two.}

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light...

{But after that bit, she stops, smiling brightly}

Ne, that sounds like the Plane, doesn't it? Well, maybe not so much the last part, but I bet some people here would think that anyways. I can't, though. It's too nice here. Still, how lovely! Did Lord Byron get to come to this place, I wonder?

{She shakes her head though, laughing} Ne, it wouldn't really surprise me. There isn't too much about this place that surprises me anymore. But it'd be nice to actually meet him! I really do love his poems.

{But the thought is soon dismissed, and she reads the rest of the poem quietly.}

Comments

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[He's still looking awkward.]

I dunno, I'm not good at those things. [He blinks.] Uh, did you just come here...sort of naked, luv.

[madamemoiselle]

{Giggles}

Is that a problem, officer?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[His brain right now: uhhhhhhhhhh-]

No, uh, yes, I mean, I don't got any problem with it. Haven't seen a nicer sight.

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, really? I'm glad to hear that you don't have any problems with my body. I rather like it, after all~

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Blimey, you kidding? It's fantastic. Uh, you know. I mean you do. Yeah.

[madamemoiselle]

{This is fun :> Diva is just going to keep teasing him}

Of course~

{She runs her hands over the sides of her waist and hips lightly}

I think it's perfect. Don't you?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[And now his brain is slowly shutting down, because the blood supply is lowering - hahaha, puns, I mean -]

Uh, yeah, I mean, bloody hell, definitely. Especially in that. You can see it all better. Good view.

[Ramble ramble what are words.]

[madamemoiselle]

Why don't you come sit next to me?

{She sits up instead, making from for Chris}

I'd like that.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah, sure! I'd like it, too. [Tries not to seem too excited and sits with her, still nervous.] So uh, were you in...bed or something? [Remember: Sam says to be himself. So, talking while staring at her.]

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, not really~ My servants already left for the day, and it's warm enough for me to lounge at night in things like this again. It's comfortable, I think.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Blimey, servants. [He rubs the back of his hand.] It's, uh, nice, yeah?

[madamemoiselle]

I think so. I don't usually like night, since I don't like to sleep anymore, and there's not much to do, but I thought I would read tonight.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

You don't sleep? You aren't tired, are you?

[madamemoiselle]

I don't need to sleep.

{Shrugs} And I don't like nightmares, so I just stopped sleeping a few months ago.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Really? Couldn't tell. I wouldn't like not sleeping. Even with nightmares. I like sleeping.

[madamemoiselle]

I don't think our nightmares would be the same, though. They're too scary for me!

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, probably not. They're pain in the arse anyway.

[madamemoiselle]

...What kinds of things does Chris dream about? Normally, I mean?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Uh, normally? I dunno. Just boring stuff. Sometimes I get funny ones. Like one time, CID were a league fighting evil and it was against this big cat. It were an evil cat, though. Shot heat beams from its eyes. And then this bridge appeared and it weren't really the same dream. Ended up being about my sister forgetting to buy milk.

[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} Ne, that's really funny, then! And that's normal?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Yeah! 'S not always that funny. But uh, I had one...a bit ago? And I were swimming in my cereal.

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, but that's pretty funny!

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[He grins.] Yeah? Yeah, I thought it was cool. 'Cos you could the milk and eat the cereal and all that while having fun.

[madamemoiselle]

{leaaaans closer}

Really? I've never had cereal, so I wouldn't know.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[He is aware that you are close Diva, oh yes he is.]

Uh. Yeah? You should. Sometime, anyway. 'S good.