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Nate Sterling ([info]glacier) wrote in [info]kings_ransom,
@ 2008-04-07 12:53:00

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Thursday
Who:Glacier, Ladyhawk & OTA
What:The sale of the DeVries Diamond
When:Early Evening
Where:From the KR to The LV Strip

Slipping the black bowtie around his neck, Nate tied it effortlessly as he glanced in the mirror and then back over his shoulder to Pavla in the bed, “I’m having Rosemary come sit with you. She’s very sweet and has some practice at nursing”, he pulled the bow tight, straightened his jacket and used a bit of gel to tame his thick, spiky, blond hair.

Walking over to sit on the side of the bed, he kissed the diminutive Romanian’s forehead, “Still feverish, poor baby. I’d have you in sickbay, but seems as if Doc Jordan has already flown the coop”, he brushed Pavla’s silky black hair from his face, “…I’m sure the Doc is out performing some unspeakable act even now”, he stroked the boy’s cheek, “I’m sorry I have to go, baby, but I’ll not stay away any longer than I need to, okay? I have to sell this diamond while I can”, he held the rare stone up and the light caught it’s many surfaces, casting beams of color on both of them, There aren’t many can afford such an item, eh?”.

Just then, a knock came and the captain called for the person to enter. It was Rosemary, the telepath. Though she was somewhere in her 40s, Nate considered her quite a beautiful woman and also ‘a good catch’…more than once she had fueled a fantasy on his ‘alone nights’. “Rosemary! Thank you for coming on such short notice”, he greeted.

“You’re more than welcome”, the attractive, plainly dressed woman returned, “I had no plans, really, and sitting with Pavla would be my pleasure”. You could tell she truly meant what she said. Rosemary was a disarming woman.

Clearing his throat, The captain bent to give Pavla one more kiss to the cheek and then say, “I won’t be any longer than I need to, Rosemary. I owe you one”. Then he was out the door and heading for Gwen’s quarters.

As he walked through the corridors of the ship, people passed dancing and laughing and talking about how much money they were going to win…everyone seemed to be in a party mood. Good, he thought, they deserve it!. Nate was never happier than when he saw ‘his people’ happy. Suddenly, there was a bounce in his step and a smile on his face. Maybe they would be in Vegas for a few days, eh? Stopping in front of Gwen’s door, he knocked and patiently waited, remembering the last time he was there.





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[info]lady_hawk
2008-04-08 03:53 am UTC (link)
It wasn't a question of having an actual dress to wear. In fact she had plenty with being a dance enthusiast. It was a matter of which would suit the occasion. There was a diamond, a big diamond, one that had been talked about for a long time and one that had been stolen by the very people on this ship.

Shoving the thought of being gunned down in the street because there was a stolen diamond near her, Gwen held a dress in front of her. Pouting at herself in the mirror, she just wasn't sure if it was the right one. She tossed it back on her bed and sighed. "Screw it." she threw up her hands, closed her eyes and pointed at her bed. Sliding her eyes open she raised a brow at the mint green dress. It was strapless, form fitting to her top down to her slim waist before becoming loosely elegant around her legs all the way to her ankles. A small train would flow behind her.

Gwen sighed and picked it up, slipping it on and fighting with the zipper along the side. She growled at it, finally getting it up. She then did her hair, leaving it loose, gelling it to a tame curl. She added a light hand of make-up to her face, green to her eyelids, and a light gloss to her lips. Studying herself in the mirror she made a face.

"I need to change." She nodded then there was a knock on her door. Whimpering she went to answer it, "I need to change this doesn't look good does it? I knew it didn't." she muttered and looked away. She looked at her dresses on her bed, "Maybe you should take someone else?" She glanced back at him, "All of them are kinna...they don't look right." She rolled her eyes at herself.

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