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[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

Red light go, green light stop.

Green light stop, red light go.

Or something like that.

Aeon Flux is, mysteriously as ever, in the bar.

At least she's not in the rafters this time?

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[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"So I'm told." Aeon replies, taking in the fellow's odd appearance.

Well, she'd seen weirder.

"Got a name, stranger?"

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

He sweeps his hat off his head and bows deeply at the waist to her. ""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"Funny." she replies, unsmiling.

"I'm Aeon. Do you always speak in green, or are you feeling especially merry this Christmas?"

Not that she celebrated Christmas, but she'd gotten the idea it was the thing to do, here.

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"Grey." she replies, after a moment's consideration.

"Mostly. But I like your style. It has more flair." she adds, decidedly amused.

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

He grins. "" He stops letting his ego run rampant long enough to ask her, ""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

Aeon eyes him with mild annoyance.

So, crazy, then. Well, whatever. Who wasn't?

"Aeon Flux, and by the way, I'd be careful of those bat men if I were you. That experiment went wrong decades ago, if one believes the rumors."

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

He chuckles. ""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"I know people like that." she says, amicably enough.

"Cats and dogs. Cats and mice, really." she adds.

She feels no need to reveal yet that she's one of the people in question.

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

""

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"So am I." she says, with a predatory smile.

Bats aren't my thing, though, so don't worry. Your territory's safe."

[joker-is-wild.livejournal.com]

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[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Seated at the bar, Goldy is in the Christmas spirit, and that means she's feeling sociable. Hell, she's met several new people already today. What's one more?

Especially if it's a a smoking hot chick wearing just enough PVC not to break rule three. Goldy manages to get her lustful eyes under control, and raises a pleasantly festive smile.

"Merry Christmas..." fake pause, "I'm sorry, I'm not sure we've met before."

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure we haven't." Aeon replies, with a smile of her own, though there's nothing really festive about it, nor entirely pleasant, either.

"I'm not in the habit of forgetting faces." she explains. "Aeon Flux. People still celebrate Christmas here? How quaint."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy shrugs. "Any excuse to be festive, get drunk, and exchange gifts purchased at exorbitant prices."

"I'm Goldilocks. From the fairy tale, if you are familiar with it."

There's a good chance she isn't.

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"Never read any." Aeon replies.

"Things of the very distant past. Banned, probably, not that I ever let that stop me. Imprints on a long-dead cultural consciousness that I'm no longer a functioning member of."

A pause, and then,

"...but it's nice to meet you."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

She keeps a straight face, but the stilted language tickles her.

"You too, Miss Flux. You're not missing out on much, really. The tales are just snapshots of our lives."

An eyebrow quirks. "I like your outfit, but are you not cold?"

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"Not in the physical sense." she replies.

"Though some would argue on the matter of my personality."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"I can deal with that," Goldy says easily, reaching for a cigarette from her pack and lighting it. "I'm a bit of bitch myself. Well, not self-professed, but some here would daub me with that brush."

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"It's a relative term, anyway." Aeon says, leaning back in her chair. propping her legs on the table, and balancing the chair in a way that would be dangerous if she were anyone with lesser reflexes.

"So what'd you to to get into story books?" she asks, idly.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Heh. I was a trespasser and a thief as a little girl."

"But I've done much worse since."

[aeons-in-flux.livejournal.com]

"Have you, now?" Aeon asks, allowing her chair to fall back on all four legs again, and leaning forward once more.

"Tell me about it?" she asks, quirking an eyebrow.

She may just be humoring the girl, or she may be genuinely interested in sordid tales of crimes that aren't her own. It is hard to tell.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, let's see," she says, musing to herself and apparently caring little for the motive behind the question. "I don't know where to start."

"Well there was the revolution I incited to try and overthrow the human Fables and get myself in the position of power in Fabletown. Um, how about the attempted assassination of Snow White when she helped to quash that move? Followed, some months later, by the attempted assassination of Snow White and her now husband, the Big Bad Wolf."

Impassive sniff. "And then a life as a petty assassin in the world of the Mundys."

She's had a few drinks this Christmas Day. She would normally refer to them as non-Fables.

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"Sounds charming." Aeon replies.

"So you missed the big prey twice. Why are you wasting your time here instead of trying for a third strike?" she asks.

It's what she'd be doing, after all.

If she uh, wasn't taking time out to sleep with said prey, first.