I hold the cards

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Tapping her chin with the side of her knuckles, the blonde looked away for a moment. ‘Grand time’ could’ve easily meant a number of things, but her type of fun was seldom the thing that others enjoyed, albeit it might’ve been entertaining to see someone’s reaction to her magic in this world. Of course, he seemed to know more, as he claimed, so who knew?

Was her pride larger than the presented opportunity? If she lost him right then and there, would she be able to live with never knowing the truth? No. The answer was flat, so she huffed, shoulders hunching forward in the smallest increment. “You could show me a good time? Pirate or not, I sincerely doubt that.” Her eyes thinned considerably. He was issuing her the urge to prove herself? Hmph! “See, I’d show you just how entertaining I am, but I’m not sure you could handle it. Besides, you’re so busy, and it’s just.. such a bargain. No, you know what it is? It’s a gamble, and how should I know if you like those or not?”

"I'm notoriously known for gambles," Luxord drawled with an air of mischief about that, rubbing his own chin while he glanced at her. "But if you're not willing to partake, I guess I'll just be on my way." Smirking, he turned around only to mock bow. "Pleasure meeting you, Larxene. Perhaps another time, hm?" Standing up straight again and turning heel. "For now, business calls."

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“Interesting, but sounds… temperamental almost?” Twisting her foot in dirt, she took a half-step closer. “But I’m guessing you can always come back to wherever.”

“That is usually the case, yes.” He cocked his head to the side curiously when she stepped closer. “Eventually I can go wherever and whenever I want. I can spare a day or two in one place as a small sacrifice.”

“Hm. I know I can learn teleportation as I grow older…” She shrugged, getting off that topic quickly. “But the time thing seems useful, seeing as you don’t age jumping around?”

"I exist as part of time itself now. I can't age nor really die. I'll just be a part of another time and find my way back to where I had been before I died." Luxord gave a scratch to his beard and a sigh. "It's a bit frustrating but I get by."

+murderbynecessity

Didn’t think it did.

And when you move an object, you possibly change someone else’s life. They found that gold ring I used to wear until I lost it in the Egyptian desert and gave it to their wife and they got married and had children. Man thought it was a sign from Ra to be brave and court the woman.

A whole line of people—never came to be.

And you want me to reach back and take something? Don’t think so.

Nothing comes without sacrifice. My deals usually work on those more selfish. I won’t be forcing anyone to go into the past.

I suppose. Got a card?

I have a lot of cards. [He smirked, knowing she didn't mean playing cards. He did pull one of them out, though, morphing it to give his details before handing it to her.] If you need me for anything, place it on the ground and I'll be able to get there

Luxord was never against the roughness of a woman desperate for more. Quit used to it and relished in the severity of the kiss. He was only a gentle lover himself when requested and this lovely lady seemed hardly interested in that ind of affair. He did taste something was off in the lipstick, but his mind was hardly interested in that, not when he had his hands wandering her frame and grinning against the fingers gripping his hair. He bit bath in the kiss, his own hands gripping her hips to press her closer against him with a predatory growl.

notyouraveragesecretary

This, this was not what she’d expected. Not for him to be excited, to grip her hips and bite back. She winces but doesn’t pull back, knowing it will cause him alarm. So instead she keeps at it, stepping backwards towards the wall to pin him up against a wall.

She calculates just how long it will take for the poison to set in in a man like that, if he’s even a man at all, and can visualize where they’ll be at this pace. A public street isn’t ideal to be doing this, but she’ll take it for him, so long as it’ll teach him not to tell her to be quiet.

Wasn't common he had a lady push him against he wall - well, save for Larxene but that was a long time ago. He grinned but knew he started feeling something akin to paralysis along the way. Chest in pain like an unplanned heart attack. That certainly wasn't normal. Something had been laced on her lips but she was in danger too, wasn't she? Or did she have an antidote of some kind? Very clever. But he'd hang on until he couldn't - knowing the inevitable fate of his curse. He was gone within a moment, unexpected. Just vanishing from existence. Of course, the man would be back. Not amused.

+murderbynecessity

[Devang took the hand and shook it firmly while tucking the notepad away again in her coat pocket.]

Time traveled all of…once.

[He smirked a bit.] Don’t suppose you lost something along the way?

A few thousand years of my life. I had to get back to my own time the hard way. Don’t suppose you have any of that laying around your bag of tricks.

No, can’t say it works that way, unless you want to lose who you are now.

Didn’t think it did.

And when you move an object, you possibly change someone else’s life. They found that gold ring I used to wear until I lost it in the Egyptian desert and gave it to their wife and they got married and had children. Man thought it was a sign from Ra to be brave and court the woman.

A whole line of people—never came to be.

And you want me to reach back and take something? Don’t think so.

Nothing comes without sacrifice. My deals usually work on those more selfish. I won't be forcing anyone to go into the past.

+followers

“Oh? That wounds like a useful skill to have.” Not all wounds became scars, but many did, the ones that cut the deepest always seemed to stay. Curling her toes in the dirt, she raised an eyebrow.

“So, Luxord, if you can just… jump around in time, why stay here? I’m sure there are plenty more interesting places.”

Luxord offered a shrug, hands slipping into the pockets of his jacket. “Sometimes I don’t choose where I go and it takes time to recharge for a huge leap to somewhere else in the universe. Happens from time to time.”

“Interesting, but sounds… temperamental almost?” Twisting her foot in dirt, she took a half-step closer. “But I’m guessing you can always come back to wherever.”

"That is usually the case, yes." He cocked his head to the side curiously when she stepped closer. "Eventually I can go wherever and whenever I want. I can spare a day or two in one place as a small sacrifice."

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+murderbynecessity

[Devang took the hand and shook it firmly while tucking the notepad away again in her coat pocket.]

Time traveled all of…once.

[He smirked a bit.] Don’t suppose you lost something along the way?

A few thousand years of my life. I had to get back to my own time the hard way. Don’t suppose you have any of that laying around your bag of tricks.

No, can't say it works that way, unless you want to lose who you are now.

notyouraveragesecretary

Exactly what she wants, his lips against hers she lets him have it, if only for a moment. She returns his kiss with ease, fingers wrapping into his hair to press his face closer to hers. She tugs on his lip briefly, then, after a minute or so she closes her teeth around it hard, clamping down tight enough to draw blood. He’s already been poisoned, just with the kiss alone, but it works faster in the blood stream, and she intends to get it there.

Luxord was never against the roughness of a woman desperate for more. Quit used to it and relished in the severity of the kiss. He was only a gentle lover himself when requested and this lovely lady seemed hardly interested in that ind of affair. He did taste something was off in the lipstick, but his mind was hardly interested in that, not when he had his hands wandering her frame and grinning against the fingers gripping his hair. He bit bath in the kiss, his own hands gripping her hips to press her closer against him with a predatory growl.

#nsfw #ish #I guess

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Luxord might have tense for all of second when she stepped forward. In situations like these he had to ask himself if he had taken anything beforehand. He may just be hallucinating, wasn’t like it hadn’t happened in all the years he spent dealing with the guilt. But her electrifying presence felt very real.

At the idea of being out of the loop, Larxene tossed her head back in laughter. “Please!” She taunted, brows knitting together as disbelief crossed her features in the form of a smile. Bouncing back, she ran her tongue across her lower lip in thought - it felt more tit-for-tat than it had in, well, however long it’d been since she’d seen the gambler. Still, it wasn’t enough to make any assumptions. Was it?

“Well, if that’s what you think, you’ll be sadly mistaken.. Louie.” Her hand found her hip as it stuck out, her posture changing as she leant forward to sneer completely. “Eh?” She questioned briefly, the pitch of her voice lifting in response. That much was very subconscious, of course; she couldn’t help it.

“Gallivanting? If I was off gallivanting, it wouldn’t be with a pirate. What kind of a girl do you take me for?” That much was a lie, perhaps she would’ve, but it was all very subjective, and she didn’t want him to have anything to use against her.

"Then I don't suppose I'll be much interest to you." He gave a bit of mock frown at that. "A shame, really. I'm sure I would have been able to show you a grand time." He went to lean in even closer so their faces were mere inches apart. "Another day, perhaps." He stepped on past her. "Afraid I might have a tight schedule at the moment. Unless you have something much more entertaining to offer." He glanced back, brow raised at the woman.

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Great - not only was he not about to cave, but he was using puns, too? “So I’ve been told.” She scoffed, but showing weakness (or in this case, frustration) was the last thing she would do in front of someone that resembled an Organization member. No, she couldn’t tell for certain, but the risk was far too immense.

“Looks like you do know something, then. Don’t you?” Taking a decent step forward, she folded her hands behind her waist and found her lips curled up into a smirk. Her eyes followed in accompaniment, flashing with the amusement of a new encounter. “At least you know that much. If there’s anything to find out, I’ll be the one to do it.” Wagging a finger, Larxene grinned playfully; besides, it was much like she said. No harm done!

Luxord might have tense for all of second when she stepped forward. In situations like these he had to ask himself if he had taken anything beforehand. He may just be hallucinating, wasn't like it hadn't happened in all the years he spent dealing with the guilt. But her electrifying presence felt very real. Jaw ticking if for a moment, he folded his hands behind him, leaning forward to meet her. "I think I may know more than you, love." He gave a cheeky wink. The both of them would be at each other for days with wit. "But, tell me, who do I remind you of? A roguish pirate you've gone gallivanting with in the past?"

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“Hm - no harm done!” She chirped, quirking a brow. It was far easier to look like she was ahead of the game, rather than behind. Whether or not he could see through her bluff, she didn’t know, but the manipulative Nobody preferred to be the one that was large, and in charge.

The other way around simply wasn’t an option, so she didn’t consider it. “Is it?” Well, she could give it to him - there certainly wasn’t anything lacking in the physical department, but she wouldn’t admit that aloud. “Well, that’s just it.”He seemed a little unimpressed, but that just meant a challenge; and those were her favorite. “If many aren’t in possession of your face, how is it you make me think of someone I know?” A little cryptic? Yes, but why not? Irritating people was one of her favorite past-times.

"The world is filled with mysteries, m'lady," he said with another smirk, playing along in this little game of proverbial cat and mouse. Only they were both felines circling each other at this point in time. "Perhaps you'll find out in time." Cryptic himself. Master of rhetoric they always said. Larxene was smart. If she didn't already know, she would soon enough. He just wasn't going to spell it out to her just yet. He was having to catch himself from pulling out his dice to play with as they conversed, fingers tapping at his sides to keep them busy. Nervous? Not quite so much anymore. A need for a cigarette might have been growing, however.

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A name. Right. The all too familiar attitude and stance. Definitely Larxene. But that wasn’t the focus. He couldn’t go and give her his real name. If he was stuck in the past, as it was possible, he couldn’t conflict with it anymore than he already had. So he went with his other name. One he used for strangers for the most part. “Well, in that case - I am Louie.” He offered a smirk.

“And yours, dear?”

Dear? Despite the fact that she hadn’t heard a term of endearment quite like that since - No.. It couldn’t be, could it? And such a similar name; it was uncanny, and she clenched her jaw before folding her arms across her chest. She had to remind herself that it wouldn’t do her much good to accuse someone she’d never seen of something like that. “Do I look like a dear to you?” Perhaps that was a little open-ended, not to mention rude. Still, she wasn’t looking to please.“Well, I’m Larxene.” She didn’t like the thought of exposure, but the blonde couldn’t bat the resemblance from her mind. “You really remind me of someone,” She tapped her chin as the lilt of her voice grew threatening, but only in the slightest. Maybe she could push the answer out of him. “Isn’t that strange?”