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[true_desire]

There's an Endless in the bar.
It's shocking.
Desire. In the bar. Who would have guessed?
... Well. Perhaps anyone even vaguely familiar with this particular Endless, but that's neither here nor there.

Desire seems to be without intent this evening, just staying at the usual table, smoking the usual cigarette, and a simple glass of champagne in hand.

An undirected Desire is a bored Desire.
Bad news for anyone who wasn't looking to become Desire's evening entertainment...






[OOC: I've had to slowtime because I'm out of practice -- I'll get back to this!]

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[gonna_live]

Her mouth opens slightly -- and then she bites her lower lip. A little uncertain, and a little unsteady: "So you're just tellin' me I'm pretty because that's what I think you think I want to hear?"

[true_desire]

"Oh, no. You're very pretty, Kaylee -- I'm the one that's subject to change."

The tickling stops as abruptly as it started, both Desire's hands resting on the table and cushioning hers.

"I may be a lot of things, but an outrageous liar isn't one of them."

[gonna_live]

She relaxes visibly -- though not consciously -- and gives Desire a grin.

With warmth, of course.

"Good to hear," Kaylee says, also with warmth. "Kinda confidence-inspiring, you know?"

Something else that isn't consciously done: she turns her hand over, clasping one of his.

It's a friendly gesture.