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[deshabille]

WANTED: Tour guide.
REQUIREMENTS: Consciousness for more than four hours would be helpful.
LOCATIONS OF INTEREST: All of them.

MT

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[deshabille]

So sorry to disappoint. I'll do better in the future, just for you.

[ She rolls her shoulder, trying to relax. ]

[trickntreats]

Goodie! I love surprises.

[deshabille]

Doesn't bother you at all, does it? [ Mal's not sure whether to be amused or irritated. At home people are generally afraid of her, at least at first. ]

[trickntreats]

What, the whole vampire thing?

[He pfts again and waves a dismissive hand.]

You should see some of my brothers on their good days.

[deshabille]

Terrors, are they?

[trickntreats]

They could start world wars without even trying.

[And if his smirk is just a shadow too bitter for actual mirth, who's gonna know?]

[deshabille]

Hm. [ She will, Gabe. She will. ] At least mine are only bloodsuckers. It's interesting how the Dream reflects . . . reality, in that way.

[trickntreats]

[Not if she pretends not to she won't! He snorts.]

I've only met one of my brothers here, and he's the laziest bastard in the family. I'd rather not get to see how much things match up with some of the others.

[deshabille]

Family's too much trouble. [ She shrugs dismissively. ]

[trickntreats]

[Gabriel laughs a bit.]

Amen to that. So! Seen all you need to see? There's whole lots more that's interesting.

[By which he means: there isn't.]

[deshabille]

I'm sure there is. [ Not. ] But apparently I'm meant to report to work, and I'd just hate to disappoint anyone on my very first day.

[trickntreats]

Oh, sure. Cut and run. And this date was going so well!

[He winks facetiously. He'd have made a joke about the consequences of being late for work, but around here, there's really no telling.]

[deshabille]

Tours are dates, now, are they? [ She's openly amused, and allows her nearly-concealed accent to emerge just for a moment. ] In my country we don't do things this way.

[trickntreats]

In some perspective, somewhere, sure they are. Just not ours.

[He grins, buffing his nails on his jacket.]

In my country I do things whichever way gets the most laughs. For me, of course.

[deshabille]

Well. Your country sounds ideal. [ Totally not sounding the tiniest bit wistful there. ]

[trickntreats]

Illusions are what I'm best at.

[Except not.]

[deshabille]

See, we're not so different.

[trickntreats]

Oh, really? Do tell.

[deshabille]

Illusions.

But that's a story for another day. Remember, I have to get to work.

[ And with a lazy wave, she walks off without a backwards look. That was. Actually fairly fun. ]

[trickntreats]

I'll hold you to that!

[Gabriel leans back against a wall, hands in his pockets, and laughs. Yes, yes it was.]