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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]grease_monkey
2008-04-12 12:00 am UTC (link)
Monkey had successfully landed the ship and then gone back to her room to shower and change. When she got back to her room, she looked at her bed. Then the clock. She had a few minutes, she could take a cat nap. Yawning slightly, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. She was asleep within minutes. And she slept for far too long. At the end of one of her r.e.m cycles her conciousness took hold and she shot into a sitting position. Fuck! She was late.

Ripping her clothes off, she ran into her bathroom and showered in record time. She toweled off and stood in front of the mirror, quickly throwing her hair up into an updo. She slicked her hair down and parted it on the side, sweeping her bangs across her forhead and then twisted the remainder up into curls and knots. She schelacked it with hairspray so it would keep the wet look even after it had dried. She swept some makeup on and painted her lips red.

Jetting to her wardrobe she flicked through the dresses hanging there. She knew exactly which one she wanted to wear. It was a short red number with thin straps and a fitted bodice. The skirt flared at the tops of her thighs and fell in jagged strips of sheer red material. She pulled some red shoes out of a drawer and began to assemble herself. A pair of dangly diamond earrings, a diamond necklace and tennis bracelet completed the ensemble and she gave herself one last look in the mirror before she headed for the dinghy bay.

She jumped into one and flew off toward the landing pad. She knew Nate had her by a few minutes and hoped she wouldn't miss him. She was in luck! It looked as if they were just landing themselves. She touched down and hopped out of the dinghy. "Hey! Wait for me." She nearly twisted her ankle in the strappy heels and cursed in Spanish. She shuffle-ran toward the couple as they got out of their dinghy.

"Sorry, I fell asleep! And I was not about to miss a meeting with the Immortal! Let's go!" She flashed them a smile, caught her breath and raised a dark brow.

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