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commodore_jln

RL with Freyja

Aug 03, 2008 03:18

James shut his computer with a click, exhaling thoughtfully through his nose. He had not entirely intended to volunteer himself to be this goddess's 'company,' whatever that meant, but that was what had happened. Not that he had any objections, really. She was a fine lady, he was sure, and goddess or no, she comported herself with all the grace ( Read more... )

rl, dramadramaduck, freyja

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sex4necklaces August 3 2008, 08:40:13 UTC

Freyja was careful to transport herself to a suitable corner where she would not be seen, knowing how reactive mortals of the period could get about those who use supernatural abilities. She'd had her share of negative experiences in the 18th century, and did not intend to repeat them. She raised the hood of her eagle feather cloak, going to greet James where she saw him standing, adjusting his coat. She could not hide a smile at the fuss.

"Commodore," she greeted in a voice that held a sort of power and purpose in its ring. "Lovely night. I had forgotten how I enjoy the Southern islands."

commodore_jln August 3 2008, 08:51:30 UTC

James, to his credit, did not so much as blink when Freyja appeared out of nowhere in a corner of his office. If he was surprised (which he was), he gave no sign of it on his face; years of Naval training, after all, must be good for something. Instead, he favoured her with a small smile, and crossed the room to her. Tucking one hand behind his back, he inclined his head in a faint bow. Now here in front of him, there was an unmistakeable air of power about her; the attitude of someone used to giving orders and having them obeyed. James could appreciate that.

'Indeed,' he agreed, 'as cool as one is likely to see at this time of year. The Northern wind is with us tonight.'

sex4necklaces August 3 2008, 09:00:01 UTC

She had to admit, she was far from disappointed. There was the silliness of the buckles and protrusive hats and powdered wigs that was to be expected, but Norrington was quite the handsome man, despite it all. She had to wonder why he would have such a difficult time settling down.

"I should like to thank you for inviting me to spend time here, with Eros and Blackout doing Odin knows what in this virus, I have been so very lonely. Apollo, too, was affected, and even then he's so distracted with Hyacinth that . . . " She pressed a hand to her mouth, chuckling. "But, enough about that."

commodore_jln August 3 2008, 09:10:32 UTC

'Quite,' James agreed wryly as she cut herself off. The community did seem to rather invade one's thoughts at times, and often even one's personal life, with these inexplicable viruses which seemed to come along every once in a while. It would be a great pleasure for James to be able to take his mind off it for even a moment, but such a thing seemed impossible more often than not. But, when the community's intrusions into his life took the form of a goddess in his office, it seemed churlish of him to complain ( ... )

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