[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Colette Coeur]

John Black, Abby, Kurt Morgan
Very Old Man, Bastet, Sidhe 
Lady Sinclair's Mansion

[Perception 3, Alertness 3, Primal urge 3, not sure about the applicability of this last]
She ever so lightly draws her nails across the skin of his fingers as he kisses her hand.
   
  As she tries to pierce his outer layers, Abby feels a tingle that begins in her hand. The place where he had kissed her, and she had allowed him the expression, was starting to feel ultra sensitive. She carries on talking as the sensation grows.
   
  "Ah I bet you do that part well, Mr. Morgan. My name
is Abby and pleased I am to meet you as well. John
here," she gives his arm an affectionate squeeze,
"knows how to show a girl a wonderful time. And where
to meet the most fascinatin' folks as well."
  Her smile is warm, her pale green eyes sparkling as
she gazes into Morgan's.
   
  Morgan's shape shimmered and he suddenly seemed to be the focus of every light and every pair of eyes in the room. From her perspective he grew a little taller, his smelled a little sweeter. His enchantment of her took hold and her senses were opened to the Chimerical world. 
  
John offers a sincere laugh at the banter, a genuine
smile on his face.  "It has been a fun evening so far,
Mr. Morgan, and we are enjoying ourselves.  I suspect
someone as perseptive as yourself is having fun too."
   
  To John he seemed no different as he smiled a suggestive smile of acknowledgement. 

"Can an old man get either of you two a drink?"
   
  "Certainly" The Sidhe replied. His regal mane of hair shook as he nodded, slender elfin ears poking out through its silvered tresses. Abby was in no doubt as to what he was, one of the Fair folk, a Fae. Or a Changeling at least. 
   
  “Ahhh, sure, Bourbon, thanks Love.” Abby really wanted a drink now.
  Aw shit, Sela girl. Really stuck your paws in it now, didn’t you? One of the Fair Folk and you just trotted right up to him. Steady on, you don’t see no Silver Chains yet, like as not he’s just here to Party. 
  Partying she knew very well.
  Just so he thinks you’re another bit of fluff you’ll be ok. And even if he sees the Cat inside you, who’s to say what Tribe you really belong to?
   
  “So, well met Mr. Morgan. I gotta say this Party has been full of Surprises.”
   
   
   
  Don’t be afraid its only Tags!
   
   
   


"Life is Short, let Love be Long."
 		
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