The Fates (flings_dice) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-05-09 18:26:00 |
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Current mood: | enthralled |
Who: Breacan Sanchez and The Maiden
What: Dinner at the Fates new 'temple'
When: Tonight.
Where: London.
Warnings: Subtle flirting, perhaps? Maybe not so subtle.
Clotho wasn't tying a handkerchief on the door, no matter what Atropos said. Thankfully, the Crone was doing as she'd always promised and was hitting Vegas with a stack of chips and a pair of lucky dice.
Lachesis had agreed to find a bookstore with a friend in the US and simply told Clotho to call when her date (HER DATE) was over.
Cloey, on the other hand, couldn't deny that she had butterflies in her stomach. It had been a while since she and the good Captain had dined together. This time, there were no overhead sprinklers and she had been more than aware of the moment that Poseidon had lost hold of Breacan. And now...
Dinner.