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Tweak says, "I want to talk more"

Artan Stillman (tatsandwaffles) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-01-30 21:45:00

Entry tags:

artan stillman, petit lapan lebeau

Who: Artan and Petit
What: Action movies and chocolate
Where: Guildhall, New Orleans, Louisiana
When: Now!
Warnings: Just assume yes, will update.

What Artan knew that Petit didn't was that Artan knew math. He also knew Henn pretty well, and figured out that probably about a day and a half ago, Henn was conceived. He was trying not to strut at work that day, even after the argument with Petit started about her health and general well-being. He didn't want to say that he was worried about her - because technically, he wasn't, she could take care of herself just fine - but he didn't want to tell her what he was concerned with. After all, she was the 'if it's a surprise, don't even bring it up' sort of chick.

He was currently in the kitchen, having already set Die Hard in the DVD player in the living room. He had out two bowls and had the bottoms lined with brownie crumbles. He scooped out the ice cream into the bowls, drizzled chocolate syrup on it, sprayed some whipped cream on top, and adorned it with a cherry. He waited for Petit to make her way downstairs, and grinned a little smugly. It was rare that he went beyond "grab a snack bag and eat from it" with his food preparation, so this was effort!

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prettylilbunny
2009-01-30 11:02 pm UTC (link)

Petit could count too, and she knew when Henn's birthday was, it was just that she'd had other things on her mind recently and hadn't put two and two together just yet.

For the moment she was willing to let the sudden concern for her well-being go, mostly because she knew if she didn't she'd just keep picking at it and end up having to go kill something, and there was no point in that when there were brownie sundaes to be had.

"Yoink!" Was the highly mature exclamation as she slipped out of the Backstage, snagging one of the bowls.

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tatsandwaffles
2009-01-30 11:09 pm UTC (link)

With a smile on his face, Artan wrapped one arm around Petit's waist, and grabbed the other bowl with his free hand. "Well, look who popped out of nowhere. Looks like it's movie night after all." He kissed her cheek before slipping out of the kitchen and walked to the living room. "So here's a crazy idea, just came to me right now. I propose we get your not-dad to handle the legal side of things over here. I know he probably got some of his replacee's legal knowledge, and if he did, he'd probably be able to help us out. After all, isn't he supposed to you know, run shit? Henri ain't here, so maybe it's time for baby brother to step up." He sat at the corner of the couch, and kicked his feet up onto the coffee table. Taking a bite of his ice cream, he raised a brow to Petit.

"It's that or we can prod Henn into doing it. I know fuckall about law."

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prettylilbunny
2009-01-30 11:12 pm UTC (link)

She shrugged, flopping herself down on the couch, leaning back against Artan as she did so, "I kinda sorta brought it up the first time I saw him on the boards, he's pretty well resistant to having anything to do with the place. Might be able to convince him he's our best bet as an on-retainer lawyer-type-guy though. That is if Henn doesn't want the job, and I don't really think she would."

She shrugged, talking around a bite of ice cream, "But I dunno, maybe she would."

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tatsandwaffles
2009-01-30 11:23 pm UTC (link)

Artan started up the movie by way of pressing play on the remote, which was on the table, with his toe. "Well, someone needs to do it. I'm not going to trust myself to studying up on international law just because we've got easier access to big hauls these days. And who the hell does he think runs the show when you're not around? Who does he think babysits half a dozen pricks that were part of the Guild before they got vortexed? Oh, that's right, me. I don't like being a leader. I'm not cut out of leader material." He shut himself up by taking a big bite with lots of brownie.

He was starting to get antsy. A year ago, he'd been well and done with the Guild and had finally gotten his feet under him as a respectable artist, known in the body mod circuit and that was good for him. He felt right about it. He never put any thought into going back to the Guild, much less run it without Petit around. Right then, he was upholding tradition and honor amongst Thieves, as well as hiding from the stupid second life he'd fallen into as a musician. He kissed Petit's temple and grumbled, "We'll have to find someone, or just pray that Henri gets his ass over here to take shit back. I'm done with it, sugar. I'm just a Thief, I ain't no leader."

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prettylilbunny
2009-01-30 11:28 pm UTC (link)

There was a pout at that, full-on, sullen, wholly Petit pout, "Well as long as you stick around to make sure I don't kill any of the new recruits that don't actually deserve it, I think we'll be okay on that front."

A shrug, "Apparently I get good at this, so might as well start practicing now, right?" This wasn't to say that she wouldn't give it all over to Henri if he arrived, of course, but she seemed to be doing alright with it, as far as she could tell, anyway.

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tatsandwaffles
2009-01-30 11:32 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sticking around because I don't have anywhere else to be, and you've got a nice can. You're better at being all leader-y than me. You may get ridiculously good at this in the future, but babe, you're good at it now. I'm barely able to keep my own damn self under control." He chuckled, "I'm better with drunken rednecks and kids, I'm no good with other steel-trap minded con artists. They make me want to gut them." Artan quickly finished off his ice cream before he wrapped his arms around his wife.

"Another delightful tidbit is that you stay sexy. You make a sexy old lady."

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prettylilbunny
2009-01-30 11:41 pm UTC (link)

Her nose wrinkled at that, shaking her head, "Ew. I mean, thanks, but, ew." Mostly she was trying not to snicker at this, really. She was taking her time with her own ice cream. She shook her head a moment later, "It's weird, the notes she ... I, I guess, left, it's like..."

Another head shake, brow furrowing, "Like she could see a common thread where there really shouldn't be one at all, but the way she's got things lined up now, it's there even though it shouldn't be."

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	tatsandwaffles 2009-01-30 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Hey, don't look at me, sweetcheeks, I will never claim that I know how your mind works, present or future." He let her hair tangle around his hand as he smoothed it over. The papercut-thin bites were a normalcy for him. "She was pretty mellow, too. She was really something else. You'll have to forgive me, but I totally flew the coop for most of it. It was too weird." (Reply to this)

	prettylilbunny 2009-01-30 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh I don't blame you." She said, shrugging, "I probably would have done the same thing." She smiled then, finishing off her ice cream and handing him the bowl to set aside, since he was closer to the table than she was, and she was comfortable. (Reply to this)

	tatsandwaffles 2009-01-30 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	He set her bowl down into his own, before running his hand over her arm. "You know, it's been almost a year. In two weeks, we'll have been here for a year. It's pretty crazy. I think I'm almost used to it, now." (Reply to this)

prettylilbunny
2009-01-30 11:54 pm UTC (link)

There was a small smile at that, shrugging and settling herself more comfortably once more, "I was just thinking about that earlier, that now whenever something weird happens it's just like: 'okay, that was weird' not 'ohfuck the world's gonna end!'." A pause, thinking about that, "Not that I'd ever really worry too much about that second one, I mean, it's already tomorrow in Australia."

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tatsandwaffles
2009-01-30 11:58 pm UTC (link)

"It's generally better than the weird we're used to, anyway. I can handle being a chick or going back in time. At least mutants and normal idiots like me can get along here. There's equal rights for everyone, worldwide. That's pretty awesome." He shrugged one shoulder and sighed. "So it really balances itself out. I could do without the constant barrage of fangirls, though. I thought they'd shut the hell up after I retired. Nope."

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	prettylilbunny 2009-01-31 12:02 am UTC (link)
	There was a wry, wholly amused smile, arching a brow up at him, "I already told you, just say the word and organize the convention and I can get them to leave you alone forever." A one-shouldered shrug, "Could even make it look like another Heaven's Gate or whatever." (Reply to this)

	tatsandwaffles 2009-01-31 12:06 am UTC (link)
	"No, that's fine, I would rather not have that on my conscience. Anyway, their letters make good kindling in the fireplace." He winked and spread his legs, putting them on either side of her. "So here you are, all gorgeous and unassuming. I wonder what I'm going to do with you." (Reply to this)

	prettylilbunny 2009-01-31 12:10 am UTC (link)
	"Oh I haven't got any idea." She said, somehow managing not to sound sarcastic at all, her own smile inching into place once more, head resting against his shoulder, just watching him coyly out of the corner of her eye. (Reply to this)

tatsandwaffles
2009-01-31 12:17 am UTC (link)

"Me neither. How weird." He said with a lopsided smirk as his hand ascended into her shirt, working open the front clasp of her bra. "I was also considering one of the offers we got recently. It's fairly interesting -- a collector has been in this feud for ages with another collector over the same set of priceless bladed fans, and they finally agreed to split the collection fifty-fifty about ten years ago. Only now, one of them wants the whole collection again. He's paying top dollar for all twelve, which apparently are displayed throughout the entire house of the other guy."

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	prettylilbunny 2009-01-31 12:23 am UTC (link)
	"It's just a terrible shame." She said, not quite arching forward into his fingers, "That neither of us can think of a thing to do." Both brows arched at the followup however, smile spreading, "And just who were you thinking of roping into going after them? Do we know anybody that reckless?" (Reply to this)

tatsandwaffles
2009-01-31 12:28 am UTC (link)

His fingers trailed over her breasts as he murmured, "Well, the place is pretty big, I'd say two fans per a person would make a smart, quick heist. Three per is cutting into shady, dangerous territory, so I'm saying about half a dozen, maybe four at the least. Or possibly one boneheaded glutton for punishment and someone who can basically teleport." He nibbled the corner of her jaw and slid his fingers down to the fly of her pants, "Of course, assuming that they're not too busy doing something else."

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	prettylilbunny 2009-01-31 12:34 am UTC (link)
	"Mmm, two man operation does make things easier," She murmured, shifting herself around just a little, settling into a better position, "Don't have to worry about staying in constant radio contact that way. Now where could we find two people who are stupid enough to do something like that?" (Reply to this)

	tatsandwaffles 2009-01-31 12:37 am UTC (link)
	"No clue, I don't know anyone that matches the descriptions." He slid his fingers down under the beltline of her pants, and into her panties, teasing along her with a single finger, "Might have to look into things, go looking." He finally stole a kiss from Petit, putting his free arm around her waist and holding her close, slipping his finger into her. (Reply to this)

	prettylilbunny 2009-01-31 12:39 am UTC (link)
	She'd been about to answer, really she had. Probably. In theory. But then there were just suddenly better things to do, like purr into that kiss before replying in kind, eyes sliding most of the way closed, hips rolling, just once, not really into his fingers, but definitely not away from them, just a half-restless little movement, seeking more. (Reply to this)