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[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Fiona knows many, many languages - hundreds, if not thousands. You pick them up over the years. And she knows how to swear in all of them. However, all this wealth of knowledge fails her when the Bar turns her dress into a playboy bunny outfit.

Complete with ears and a fluffy white tail.

Resisting the urge to back out the door, all the princess says is,

"Oh...bother."

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[ten_of_swords]

"Least you're cute."

Ruin kicks back a shot of tequila.

"I'm my own worst nightmare."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"That makes me feel so much better, honey," she drawls. "I am now cute."

[ten_of_swords]

"You were always cute. Now you're adorable. Will you wiggle your bunny tail?" he asks with a lecherous wink.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Hands on her hips, she tilts her head up at him imperiously.

This...does not really help the cuteness.

"And so newly married too, tut tut."

[ten_of_swords]

"We agreed not to be exclusive," he chuckles as he walks closer to her. "Want to confess your sins, my child? Perhaps... come... into the confessional?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Too many sins, we'd be at it all day." Fiona gives him a smile. And yes, it's a flity-one.

She will be who she is.

[ten_of_swords]

"I've got time," he murmurs. "Confession, after all, is good for the soul."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"And so interesting for the other person, too."

[ten_of_swords]

"Very."

He looks at her slowly, from the top of her head to her feet.

"Very interesting."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Looking Fiona never did take very long, not at 5'2.

Although, the black high-heels add a few inches.

"I think it'd be a little sad if Mary Anne and I slept with two of the same people, don't you think?"

[ten_of_swords]

"We've done it before."

He chuckles, shaking his head.

"How have you been since our last discussion, Fiona?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Oh you know. Bored, scheming, getting into fights with siblings...the usual Amberite nonsense, Ruin."

[ten_of_swords]

"Yes, I do know that."

He hops onto a barstool.

"Want a drink?"

[song_tra_bong]

The nun on the barstool is totally not laughing at her.

Not much, anyway.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Oh...hush."

Yep.

She is well aware that she looks ridiculous.

[song_tra_bong]

"Don't suppose you'd care for a drink?"

It is the traditional response to bad outfits. And it tends to end well.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Princess of Amber do not beg, Princess of Amber do not bed...

"Please"

[song_tra_bong]

"Absolutely. Atlantean, or something not quite so incapacitating?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"I am wearing fishnets with a tail and bunny ears."

Incapacitating, please.

[song_tra_bong]

She nods.

"Bar sweetie, bottle and two glasses, please."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"And, you are a nun."

The real question, why do you get clothes?

[song_tra_bong]

"Mhm," she says, pouring drinks for them both.

"She's got a weird sense of humor."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"One term for it, I guess. Your husband is a cardinal."

[song_tra_bong]

Eyebrow arch.

"Is he now? I'll have to keep an eye out."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Mmm-hmm."

She finds this amusing. Even if he did call her 'adorable'