(no subject)

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Date: April 19, 2000, wee hours
Status: Private (Hermes, Ellie, Adam)
Setting: Manor
Summary: The resident succubus stumbles across another newcomer.



Ellie was recently enough a permanent resident of Earth that, though she'd got the hang of sleeping some time since, it hadn't yet grown from a pleasant indulgence to an ingrained habit to necessity. So she was as likely to be found wandering the Manor halls in the early hours of the morning, enjoying the sense of quiet and solitude, as sleeping in her own room.

This is how it came to be that, at around 1 am that morning, attracted by the sound of a soft tenor voice calling old names she hadn't heard used in a long time, Ellie came around a corner on the Manor's second floor dressed in a heavy green satin nightgown with matching robe and slippers, and stopped short at the sight of a barefoot Adonis in jeans and an overlarge duster.

She watched, bemused, as the comely youth (or entity who appeared to be a youth--oh my, he was a pretty one, with big soulful blue eyes and silvery-blond ringlets cascading around his face) absent-mindedly picked up a Manor ashtray and pocketed it without even looking.

"Looking for someone, doll?" she asked quietly, mindful of the hour and the assorted entities who slept all around them.

Comments

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

"Nope," said Adam, holding up three fingers. "Scout's honour. Anyone who needs refuge can stay here under my protection as long as they like. All I ask is that you don't hurt anyone else that lives here."

[diaktoros.livejournal.com]

He thought a moment. "That is well enough," he answered, deciding to keep his habits very tidy just in case. And definitely no stealing. he thought to himself firmly.

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Ellie, who had followed along for lack of anything better to do, winked at Hermes. "See, what'd I tell you? Nothing to worry about."

Pausing to consider a moment, she added, "Oh, and in the interest of full disclosure, I do have wings. But some of my best friends are heathens, so don't fret it, all right? I promise I won't bite. I'm...kind of out of touch with my own family, you could say, so come see me if you want to unload.

"Sweet dreams, babe." She blew him a friendly kiss, and went on her way.

[diaktoros.livejournal.com]

He blushed a little, unused to nice human ladies at this point in history, and put a hand to his cheek as though her kiss had landed there. "I will," he said softly before closing the door.