http://amanda-darieux.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-01-11 07:45 pm

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Amanda is in the bar late tonight. Sipping her strawberry smoothie she is over by the observation window. Not on a couch or chair but on the floor. Reviewing alot of papers. She doesn't seem to be aware of the time.

Come poke as you desire.

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
As you Desire?
As you wish!

There's an immortal (of sorts) behind Amanda -- not that this is the kind that will either give her warning of approach or attempt to claim her head.

Desire peers over Amanda's bent head, attempting to see what research has her so entralled. It doesn't look terribly interesting from here...

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"We've never been introduced," Desire advises, cheerfully studying the schematics. "But I'm quite sure we've met in passing before, Amanda -- Especially not living as long as you have."

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Desire seats himself across from her, holding out his hand -- in all appearances, looking to shake hers. When she offers hers, however, the gentleman turns his hand to lift hers, planting a light kiss on its back. "Enchanté, Mademoiselle. I am Desire."

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"The pleasure is mine, I assure you." Desire grins rogueishly, letting her reclaim her hand -- and steals another glance at the blueprints. "Quite the project you have here, Mademoiselle LeFauve -- Pardonnez-moi. It's Darieux now, is it not?"

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The Endless are good at that: Many years ago, before she died, Morpheus listed off the many names of Ishtar -- of course, whether he really didn't remember or if he'd managed the wrong names on purpose could still be up for debate.
As for Desire? The Endless nods amiably. "Whatever you want. Amanda."
Be flattered this one paid enough attention to catch that many names. Desire is a creature of the moment, and usually only interested in things relating to his games.

Speaking of games... Desire points at the blueprints, and leans forward to ask in low tones. "A heist, then?"

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Excellent!" Desire claps once and rubs his hands together, anticipatorily. "And the target?"

The Endless doesn't address what her heart desires, at the moment.

[ OOC: Sorry, dear -- Momentarily side-tracked over here. Was trying to come up with more for you! ]

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Desire can certainly help with the being bad part: After all, he aims to misbehave. He lets out a low whistle at the mention of the Dresden Green. (Never mind that Desire has something comprably green, sparkly and heart-shaped in his jacket's pocket.)

"Ambitious. I like it. And the security systems?"

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Desire offers Amanda another wicked grin. "That's going to be quite the story. Promise you'll tell me about it when you're back?"

After all, it's not as if Desire's in on the plot.
Much.
Well, aside from the desire for a good thrill.
And never mind that he looks as amused and eager for it as Amanda.

[OOC: Fixed a typo, since I'm apparently reversing words today.]

[identity profile] true-desire.livejournal.com 2006-01-12 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah! Then I will look forward to the telling." Desire shifts back and stands, offering Amanda a small bow and a wink. "And I will let you return to your planning. Bon chance, Mademoiselle -- not that you need it."

Flirtatiously, he blows another kiss and turns away, reaching into his pocket as he walks off into the crowd.

There might be a glitter of green tossed about in his hand.