Skylar James Bale (socialiterocker) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-06-23 22:03:00 |
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We Need More Depravity
Who: Skylar and Ben
Where: Saints & Sinners
When: Wednesday Night, 6/23
Skylar was sitting at their 'preferred' table in Saints and Sinners. Brandie was finally feeling OK enough to spend a night away from the two of them every now and then (thank the heavens), which is why she was actually spending the evening with Meredith, of all the people. Of course, she knew that Meredith wouldn't corrupt her daughter TOO badly, mostly because of threats of death involved, but also because Meredith was actually a caring person deep down. Skylar sipped at her glass of soda as she watched the girls dance on stage.
How sweet was it that Ben of all people was fretting over Brandie's current whereabouts? To the point that he was all but ignoring the dancers. "...you don't think Meredith would like... accidentally fuck up Brandie's mind, do you? End up talking about whatever shit her and Brayden do in their spare time or anything?" Oh dear. He was ALREADY becoming the uber-concerned dad. Whether he wanted to or not.
"I *think* Meredith has more sense than that," Skylar said with a slight laugh. "Of course, she *did* spill to Gideon once that she had slept with my sister." That had been an interesting night. "You were there for that, I think." Anyways..."She'll be fine. I promise."
"Ok, ok..." He said, tapping his foot under the table. "But so help me... if she comes home asking all kinds of sexual questions? I'm staking Meredith. I don't care that she's not a vampire anymore." Because a fourteen year old girl didn't know about sex stuff already Ben. Jeez.
"Because she probably doesn't already know half as much as Mere does because of who her parents and brother are?" At least one of them was being practical.
"Ok, ok... so I worry. I cant help it! She's all clingy and cute and like a little puppy or something AND NOT ONE WEREWOLF JOKE." He laughed, pointing at her with a mock glare.
"But she is a puppy!" OK, she had to put in one werewolf joke. What did you want from her? "I'm protective of her, too, but we DO own a strip club, Ben. Besides, she's a teenager. I'm sure she knows what sex is and such. And Mere wouldn't want to DIE, so she wouldn't let anything slip.)
"Yeah, yeah. Still." He grumbled, reaching over to take her hand. "You realize I still haven't gotten tired of bringing you up in conversation simply to be able to refer to you as my wife? I fear I'm getting rather ridiculous."
She gave his hand a squeeze. "I know, it's neat, isn't it?" she asked. She finally got to refer to him as her husband as well. It was amazing how something so simply made her so happy.
"Once you're... back to normal... we need to start being more inappropriate again. I don't want people to think marriage is calming us down or anything..." Again, because if Ben lost his reputation? He'd likely cry.
She laughed. "You have no idea how much I look forward to that," she told him. Sure, they could still do stuff, but it was starting to get kind of awkward since little!Brayden was starting to get in the way.
"I kind of like the reputation we'd been gaining as a decadent, slightly obscene couple." He smirked then, whispering. "And I think my brain and the images that go through it may have unintentionally traumatized your brother."
"Did you let my brother read your mind or something?" She asked with a smirk. OK, now she sort of wanted to traumatize him by thinking of sex every time she was around him. What? It would be funny!
"I couldn't help it. He really couldn't control it, and you KNOW I cant go more than a minute or two without having SOME kind of sexual thought about you... and Eve was dancing at the time... and I kind of had my little fantasy about the three of us together..."
Skylar just laughed. "I'm really more amused by it than anything," she admitted. "Plus, siblings are supposed to torment each other. I wish he wouldn't do it to me by his choices in women, but what can you do?"
"I think... he really cares about Haylee's odd self, to be honest. Her protection seemed... paramount to him." Hey, odd couples happened all the time, right?
Skylar nodded. "Then we should keep her protected, then," she said with a slight sigh. OK, she may not LIKE the woman, but she did care enough about her brother to want to keep her alive.
"If nothing else..." Come on now, Ben HAD to mess with her. HAD to. "I'm sure it will lead us to more amazing tabloid headlines for me to frame and hang above the bed..."
"You've really got to stop doing that," Skylar said to him with a slight roll of her eyes. "I'm so glad that my horror is hilarious to you."
"Your horror? Not so much as your revulsion." He snickered, knowing DAMN well she'd do just as bad to him if the roles were reversed. "So anyway. I just had a thought. Is... is something wrong with us?" He actually looked VERY concerned for a moment. "We got Brandie to stay with Meredith... AND WE'RE HERE?"
She thought about that for a moment. "Well...we DID have to at least come in here at make sure that the place hadn't burned down, since the dancers tend to fight when Mere isn't around." Mere had the magic bitch!gene that kept these girls in line, it seemed. "We can get the hell out of here now though."
"As much as I love looking as hot, naked tramps... I'm not about to pass up an increasingly rare opportunity to do perverse, pornographic things to my wife." And he said it allll with an impish grin, people. Standing up, he offered her his hand. "Shall we?"
She took his hand and let him help her up. "Let's get out of here," she said, looking him up and down like he was a glass of a water in the middle of the desert.