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Morrigan Aensland (vanityparadise) wrote in poseidonacademy,
@ 2009-09-24 21:59:00

Current mood:

amused

Who: John & Morrigan
Doing what: Meeting up before Morrigan's planned weekend trip, and doing what they usually do when they're together.
Where: John's room at his quad.
When: Sep. 24, evening.
Warnings: Innuendo, a fade to black, the usual for them.

Her weekend trip would be anything but "pleasant", no matter what angle she looked at it from. But sittng around and reminicising rarely was. After the first century, Morrigan had learned to quickly surpress whatever memories felt like tying to head for the surface. It was easier to let them get lost in the rush of new ones as she'd assume a new name, or a new personality; or keep herself busy with her work. Like she was currently planning to do.

There was a nagging thought that kept pushing itself into her mind. Mainly that she wasn't just visiting John to help keep her boredom at bay, or because he was an interesting distraction. It wasn't the first time it'd shown up. There had been a vauge inkling of it a few weeks ago, but like usual, Morrigan had simply chosen to ignore it. Glancing over her outfit- her usual 'teachers outfit' of boots, black slacks and a white dress shirt, sans her glasses; Morrigan frowned. "Stop that train of thought right now. I know what he is, and we've both gotten along well enough. Enjoy this while it lasts."

Reaching his quad, Morrigan let herself in and approached his bedroom door, knocking. "It's me, Leon." she called. Morrigan doubted she'd need to identify herself. Their meetings ran like clockwork. Who else would be visiting him? Or using that particular nickname? Snickering, since she expected someone to put two together and realize what that was a shortened form of, Morrigan felt a twinge of sarcasm. "I'm giving a lot of people here far too much credit."

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rulinginhell
2009-09-25 02:28 am UTC (link)

John was looking over a few different things in a business report that he had gotten back from home. Eastern European branches of the company were doing well, that was to be expected though, arms running as always profitable. Business was booming as the law trade almost always had.

His room was gorgeous. Whatever he had done with the standard issue furniture was no one's guess, he could bring it back easily but for now he had lavish furniture with a granite wall on the back that seemed to be almost seconds from coming alive. He didn't use false lighting, he had enough candles in the room to give it the sense that it was a few seconds away from burning up. The candles were all blood red. John rarely got to show off his room like this. He liked it. He grinned for a few moments looking around before he heard the knock at the door. He opened it from afar and smiled as he saw Morrigan.

"Welcome my dear," he said warmly. "Come in."

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vanityparadise
2009-09-25 02:41 am UTC (link)

As the door opened and Morrigan's eyes adjusted to the lighting, she gave a glance around his room. It wasn't the first time she'd seen it, but it was still impressive enough. Stepping over the threshold, Morrigan took a moment to absorb everything. While their meetings were nothing new, they felt different compared to the various encounters she'd had with humans.

It was probably because they both were inhuman to begin with. Who knew? Walking towards John, she spoke. "So you really think you can keep me awake all night? That's either a challenge or an offer."

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rulinginhell
2009-09-25 03:11 am UTC (link)

"I know I can by dear," John said as the door shut behind Morrigan. He looked over her in her teachers uniform. "I like the uniform. Does it help to keep them focused on you. Or more to the point your curves," John said as shut down his laptop and filed his papers away. He had on his well worn expensive suit, a black one this time, and a lit cigarette hung in the ashtray nearby, in danger of going out.

"How do you like the lightly my dear," he asked Morrigan as he stepped over to her. She felt his fingers brush gently over the buttons on her white dress shirt. The first button came off without so much as a sound. We could turn it down a bit if you'd prefer.

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vanityparadise
2009-09-25 03:24 am UTC (link)

"It's fine the way it is." she answered, keeping her guard up as he approached her, which just registered as confusing. Why were her internal warning alarms trying to go off now of all times? Rolling her eyes as he asked about her outfit, she managed a response.

"They know to pay attention regardless of what I'm wearing." When the button was removed, she frowned. Obviously since he'd indicated that they would be spending the night together, he intended to take his time actually doing anything. A sudden rush of irritableness hit her veins, surprising even herself. Morrigan could be impatient, but this was new, even for her.

Not wanting to waste time in whatever ideas he had about power plays and who went first, Morrigan moved to grab his hand. "I'll hold you to that."

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rulinginhell
2009-09-25 03:28 am UTC (link)

"If only I thought you'd be tired tomorrow because of it," John said with a grin as he let go of her hand. Was she impatient just now? Really... He idly wondered if that was some kind of side effect. How delightful. Can't get enough of it so she doesn't want to wait around.

"Well then. Either get out of those clothes yourself of I'll tear them off you and they will be nothing but tatters in a few seconds," John said with a rather delightful looking smile on his face.

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vanityparadise
2009-09-25 03:34 am UTC (link)

"Poor thing." she replied. She almost moved to pat his head as if he were a dog, but stopped herself. "It would take a lot to tire me out that much."

Ignoring his smile, Morrigan worked on undressing herself, finishing a few minutes later. There was no reason to be modest- the very idea made her laugh internally. Walking towards his bed, Morrigan spoke again. "You think I don't have other copies of that outfit? Please. I've got quite a few backups in case anything unexpected happens."

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	rulinginhell 2009-09-25 03:39 am UTC (link)
	"Then lets get to work now shall we?" John simply snapped his fingers and was undressed. He moved over besides Morrigan and put his arms around for just a second. "I think that you have many different back up and contingencies for almost everything you think is possible. I just have to think up something that you haven't imagined yet. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

vanityparadise
2009-09-25 03:45 am UTC (link)

"I call it 'being prepared'. If one thing works, then find something that doesn't." When his arms wrapped around her, Morrigan leaned into them. Enjoying the sudden burst of energy, she felt lighthearted. "You will, and I'll keep being a challenge for you. It should be entertaining." Which really, aside from the energy, is all that it boiled down to for her. When it stopped being fun, Morrigan would take her leave.

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	rulinginhell 2009-09-25 03:50 am UTC (link)
	John grinned. He had a few ideas in mind tonight, but perhaps something tame tonight to start off with. He got behind Morrigan and helped her onto the bed. However tonight she would be in for one long hard night... (Reply to this) (Parent)