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{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.}

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I don't think so! It's just been something I've had as long as I can remember.

Yeah? That's not fair. Like, my favourite thing is sandwiches, 'cos you can stack them with loads of stuff and it's really good, all the different stuff. [Poetry in words, right here.] Does, uh, blood have tastes for you?

Well...I don't really no how to describe it. It tastes...warm, a little bit metallic.

Oh, uh, like when you lick an iron pole or something?

I've never licked one.

....Have you?

[...Awkward.]

Uh...might have. Once. Or twice.

{...giggles}

Goodness, why?

Uh, I dunno. I were just wondering what it tasted like, you know? 'Cos you hear that people get their tongue stuck to poles and then I thought maybe it was because people tasted them. And maybe they tasted good. Didn't know until I tried.

Ne, that's very cute, Chris.

[Chris does a stupid smile here.]

Yeah? Sometimes I think of stuff like that. Just, like, I dunno. Before I go to bed, I wonder about stuff.

{She smiles warmly, intertwining one of her hands with his own}

Before you go to bed? My, I almost wish I would sleep, then. It must be nice!

[Chris is just a bit nervous now - read: very - but he's determined not to screw up.]

It is, yeah. I mean, I like sleeping. But uh, I hope you can sleep someday.

{And she giggles again}

Ne, there's no need to be so nervous~

[Chris ducks his head a bit, smiling.]

Yeah? I mean, yeah. I'm not that nervous.

Is that so?

{She leans up and kisses him}

That's good, then. ♥

[From no where, and quite literally, is Ray! He seems a bit annoyed and somewhat in a rush.] Chris, you div. I need you back down there, now.

[Chris, just about to kiss back, looks up.]

Can't it wait a minute? Just a minute.

{She clings to Chris's arm}

Ne, you don't need him!

Sorry, luv, I do. [And he gives Chris a serious-business-I-am-not-joking-don't-make-me-drag-you-back look.] Chris, now. Not later.

[Sorry, Ray, Chris is whining.]

It doesn't need to be right now, 'cos it wouldn't matter, you know? It's not now. [This is his way of explaining time not passing. He is smart.] Please?

Ne, does Ray want Chris for himself?

[The implications of Diva's words go over his head, or he seems to ignore them. Also he seems to be getting further annoyed] I need him, luv. And I don't intend on hangin' 'bout all day just because you're both pawin' each other.

[Ray you're really going to have to drag him away, sorry.]

Could just sit at the pub for a bit or something.

Oh, and what? You'd rather take him to paw at him yourself?

[THAT Ray did indeed get. He keeps up his pleasant demeanour, but hey, guess what? He's epically pissed. Enough that he has just totally ignored Chris' existence.] What did you say?