Lo isn't impressed. (thedemonlo) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-28 02:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, amy pond, lo |
Who: Lo and Amy
When: Circa August 15
Where: Lo’s Office
What: Shop Talk
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete
Amy had an appointment, and was early. She sat in the lobby, the waiting area, flipping through a magazine until Lo was ready to see her. She broke into a grin as she looked down at a Tampax ad and saw her own face, her own body, smiling back up at her. Good things happened when one had Lo as an agent.
Lo finished his call early and soon was out in the lobby, hugging her. “Hello, Miss Pond. That new Tampax girl is a looker, isn’t she?” He couldn’t help it. “Come, meet the new dog.”
Amy gave a thrilled hug. She was a hugger. It was in her nature. And laughing, too, she gave a little laugh. “She most certainly is. I bet her agent is amazing.” And then a near squeal of mirth. “Yes! Introduce me!” And she was following him into his office.
He liked hugging as well. “This time, someone told me about him sitting at a shelter.” Lo took her into the office, where a little dog was laying, sprawled out on the floor. “I named him Colin, I couldn’t help it.”
“Oh my god.” Amy dropped her jacket and her purse onto a chair and moved over to kneel down on the floor next to the dog. “He’s amazing...” She held her hand out, tentatively, so the dog could sniff her and give an approval... or not.
Lo chuckled. “Could you resist that face? Or tongue?” He smiled when Colin sniffed at Amy and nosed his way onto Amy’s lap. “He’s a bit senior, he’s twelve already, but he shouldn’t live out his golden years in a shelter. Lucy likes him already.”
“Definitely not.” Amy said, then gave an “awww,” and sat right down on the floor, cuddling with the dog in her lap. “I don’t blame Lucy for loving him. He’s amazing!” She said, and scratched behind the dog’s ears.
Lo smiled and ducked his head. “I may dream that I’m evil, but I’m kind of terrible at it there and here both.”
Amy chuckled. "It's hard for me to imagine you as evil." She gave him a grin. "I'm not evil or good in my dreams. I'm just me." She did her best to help people. Maybe that made her good?
“I can’t imagine you as anything but good, Miss Pond.” Lo smiled back down at her and watched her play with the new dog. It was an odd sort of family, but that was what he thought it was.
Amy gave a little chuckle. "That's sweet of you, Lo." She finally pulled herself away from the dog and stood to sit in a real chair.
“It’s true, too.” The dog whimpered up at Amy, trying to be picked up. “So, what can I help you with?”
Amy reached down to pick up the dog and settle him in her lap. “Well, I mentioned that I’ve been working a lot. I mean, you know. I’ve had shoots... I’ve been super busy. And you’re going on a holiday soon? I’m thinking maybe I should schedule one right after yours.”
“Or even at the same time, whichever you like. Scud wanted to take me on a proper vacation since I’ve literally never been.” Lo chuckled. “I started this right after law school.”
“That sounds perfect,” Amy said, giving a little nod. “Where are you guys going on your vacation?” She added, scratching behind the dog’s ears. “I have no idea where I’m going to go or what I’m going to do. I just wanted to take some time off, thought maybe I’d grab my boyfriend and go on a road trip, or something.”
“Random places. I want to go to Romania because I’m fluent, and it’ll be nice to have someone to babble at in it.” He chuckled. “Then maybe Prague, Paris.” Being a demon had its advantages.
“Big time trip, then. How long are you planning on taking?” Amy asked, wondering if maybe she and John should take a trip home to meet the family. Because that... might be a good idea.
“A week or so.” Lo smiled. “I uh. Have some ... well, you know the dreams, right?” He bit his lower lip. Nobody but Scud and Velma knew about his abilities. Everyone else thought that he’d just been working out a lot.
“Yeah. I know the dreams. I’ve had crazy ones myself.” Amy said, watching him bite his lip. She raised an eyebrow. “...I take it yours are crazy, too?”
“Yeah. I’ve got um. Well, I guess the best way to tell you about my powers would be to show you. Would you like to go have lunch at my place, Miss Pond?” He leaned back. It would’ve been creepy if they weren’t both taken, and if he didn’t have such a Doting Uncle affection toward her.
Amy raised an eyebrow. She trusted Lo. It wasn’t like she got a skeevy vibe from him, but so far their relationship had been almost completely professional. Going back to his place--even if they were both seeing other people--made it less so. It was socializing outside of work. Were they ready to take that step? A little grin broke out across her features. “I’m intrigued. Let’s go have lunch, then.”
“Okay, you grab Colin, I’ll get Lucy.” He picked up his tiny Yorkie and then touched Amy on the shoulder. Within a moment, in a shimmer and a strangely brimstone scented fog, they were at his house. Lucy wiggled in his arms and he put her down in the dog bed near the door. “Welcome to my house. I can take us anywhere in the world.”
Amy collected the dog up into her arms, and grabbed her bag from the chair... then suddenly they were in his house. She nearly dropped Colin. “I... but... you...” He didn’t even need a TARDIS. She carefully set the dog down on the ground, gaping as she looked around.
Lo’s house was fairly gape worthy. He lived in a house with five bedrooms, three bathrooms, an infinity pool, hot tub, private beach, walled in back yard - you name it. He pulled out his phone and started texting. “What would you like to eat? I’ll have Carl go get it for you.”
Amy wasn’t sure what she wanted. To be honest, she wasn’t really hungry. She was hungry enough, sure, but… “Whatever you want is fine.” She said, taking a few steps around and looking. “Jesus, this is a nice place. You’ve got such a nice place.”
He texted Carl to pick him and Amy up some Indian food, smiling when his text was answered nearly immediately. “Oh, thanks. It’s huge, and I don’t need all the space, but I just like having the privacy. One never knows when an ex-client might go a bit nuts.”
“Because you know that’s what I’m going to do some day. Go crazy and stalk you.” She said, breaking into a cheeky grin. Colin had been following her around, nails clicking on the hardwood floor. She bent down to pet the dog again. “...so, you teleport. That’s… it’s bloody amazing is what it is.”
“Well, it’s more that I sort of just take a shortcut through the Pits.” He shrugged and winced a little, hoping that she wouldn’t think less of him. “I dream I’m a demon. I’m stronger now.”
Amy’s eyebrows raised at that. “...demon? Like, Satan and horns and whatnot?” She asked, imagining a cartoon devil with red skin holding a pitchfork.
He nodded. “In my dreams, I was one of the enforcers in hell. Torturer, essentially, and also on the front line in any sort of wars. Then one day I got sick of it, and I tried to leave.” Lo chuckled. “I was a pretty terrible demon, all things considered.”
Amy just sort of stared at him for a moment. She was totally hooked. “Well, what happened when you tried to leave?” She asked, her hand still against the dog’s head. Colin started to nudge her hand with his nose to get her attention again.
“I stole a human body, and made my way to eat. I’d never done it before, so it seemed like a good idea.” In Lo’s dreams, he was a demon born and raised in Hell. “While I was there, I met this human boy named Justin, and he got a crush on me. I was in a cute girl’s body, a pretty redhead like you.” Lo chuckled and sat down on the floor with Lucy. “Eventually Hell sent someone to bring me back, and Justin thought that I was just a girl still. Summoned me using the book I’d left behind. I tried to convince him that the girl he was in love with wasn’t worth anything, that she was terrible. Justin didn’t believe me, and made me go get her. So I put the girl’s body back on and told him I couldn’t go back. They’d crippled me, so I just crawled to him and told him to leave, that it had been me the whole time. Then I went to my demon form, went back to torturing people, and Justin went back to his apartment to burn the book.”
It was a depressing story.
Amy just stared at him. She was ignoring the nudging of Colin’s wet nose against her fingers as he talked, simply trying to take it all in. “...that’s… bizarre.” She’d never been… possessed. Or been the one doing the possessing. Then again, anything was possible in her dreams.
“Yeah. Basically, demonic Romeo and Juliet.” Lo shrugged. “I like having Scud, thanks.”
“But, sort of a transgender Romeo and Juliet?” Amy asked. “Since you were inside a girl’s body? That’s … I don’t even know. I thought travelling through time and space with a madman in a blue box was weird.”
“Well, demons don’t really have genders. We’re demons. Human bodies are completely different.” He shrugged. “I’m just glad that certain aspects of being a demon haven’t come up here.” He didn’t want the mottled, scarred skin that demons had. He was pleased that he was basically a human, just tougher, hotter, and probably immortal. He wasn’t really ready to try that one out yet.
“Oh.” Amy said, blinking. “Oh.” Must be weird to dream about being a being without gender. Maybe?
Lo shrugged. “It’s not that worrisome, really.” He smiled at her. “You’re so alarmed.”
“I don’t know. In my world,”--the fashion world? the modelling world?-- “not only sex, but gender is really important. I’m a woman, and I’m supposed to look like one. Act like one. Present myself to the world as one. I can’t imagine things being ambiguous.” She didn’t say any of it unkindly, or as if she was judging. That’s just the way things were.
“I don’t really worry overmuch about presentation or perception, if only because I deal more in fear. As long as I intimidate people, I could be anything.” Lo smiled at Amy.
Amy gave a laugh. “That works to my advantage, so you know I’m not gonna complain.”
“And I’d never intimidate you, Miss Pond.” Lo smiled warmly. He happened to like her. There was a knock at the door, and Lo pushed himself up to answer. Hugging the man on the other side, he took the bag of food and came back to sitting with her. “Carl was by a burger joint, do you like club sandwiches?”
“Love it.” Amy said, finally releasing the dog so she could wash her hands in the kitchen sink. “Thank you for lunch. I’m suddenly glad that I didn’t have plans.”
“Oh, you’re welcome. I’m glad you didn’t either. I mean, I could’ve taken you to Paris or something, but I figured this would freak you out less.” Lo handed her over a sandwich, then took one out for himself.
Amy chuckled. “Next time, Paris.” She said, and accepted the sandwich, then lifted it up as if in a toast. Then there was no stopping her from chowing down.