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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
2008-04-13 04:07 am UTC (link)
Gathering as much self control as she could possibly muster, Gwen made herself ready to meet with...a lot of people. There would be a lot of people there. People with all kinds of diseases, all kinds of germs. There would be people there that hadn't washed their hands after they used the restroom or licked their fingers or something just as nasty that she didn't want to think about. Watching the city lights, made her feel a bit better. After all how could something so pretty actually be so diseased? She was looking at Vegas, that was how.

She thought back on the rose. Germs couldn't live on the surface of ice. Within they could be saved for centuries...right? All well, if she could get Serena to make a box for her she would be highly pleased. Perhaps she could offer the woman a dance lesson or maybe do her laundry once or something. Mentally lifting a shoulder she would just have to talk to Serena about it. It was then that she realized Nate was talking to her and she had drifted off in her own little world.

He wanted the ship to become like a home. If all the people on it were as nice or as easy to get along with as Nate, Nikita and Cody....without the sex hopefully....she blushed at the thought of what happened yesterday. Nodding, Gwen smiled, "It will be once I get used to it I'm sure."

So she was just reading for his curiosity. Gwen had to admit she was now a bit curious as well. Probably would be even more so by the time she laid eyes on the man. She just hoped that she could actually read the man. Gwen had met with Rosemary that morning, early much to the woman's act of dismay. She had learned a little on control, but not much. One day could not give the girl all she would need to read such an older gentleman, surely. Would it?

As she stepped out with the help of Nate, she resolved herself to trying her best. After all, Nate was giving her a place to stay, with a doctor who might actually be able to help her. Glancing up at Nate's exclamation she smiled at Serena, giving the other woman a nod, "Hi."

As they entered the Bellagio, Gwen tried to take it all in. After all she'd only been in Hawaii really. She'd read and watched movies with other places, who hadn't? It was nothing like seeing them. Now Gwen was truly amazed when she laid eyes on a few actresses, a dancer she knew to be one of the top five in the country, and there were...lots of people. Taking a deep breath she let it out slowly and quietly. As they drew near to the older mutant, she gave him a radiant smile. As the man finished talking she softened her smile, giving him a small curtsy as she softly, but strongly told him her name, "Gwen Gregory, Mr. Sterling kidnapped me and thought I would make a nice prize." She gave Methuselah a small pout, winking at him as well. She hoped the man would take it all in stride and was ok with a light joke.

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