Some of us take advantage of crackplots.

[rockabye_hamlet]

Someone passing through the mansion might find a strikingly beautiful--and voluptuous--woman leaning against one of the doorways, glancing from beneath her eyelashes in a decidedly seductive fashion

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[winestains]

...I don't even want to know.

[rockabye_hamlet]

Excuse me?

[winestains]

I have my hands full of redheads, thanks. *--it's teasing, but only barely. he's had this conversation too many times, so of course he knows who he's talking to*

[rockabye_hamlet]

*to which she laughs, and assumes a less--suggestive pose* Yeah, I know. Is everything going okay?

[winestains]

As okay as it can be when I'm in love with a woman.

[rockabye_hamlet]

That's a problem. *considers* These things usual come off in a week or two. Otherwise this place is crawling with powers that be. You can probably put in a request.

[winestains]

I hope so. *...looks her over once again* You seem to be enjoying yourself.

[rockabye_hamlet]

I always enjoy myself. I make sure I do. *winks*

[winestains]

*slight cringe* Please don't do that.

[rockabye_hamlet]

Sorry. *ruffles his hair gently, in a companionable manner* I'll leave you alone.

[winestains]

No! I mean, you don't have to do that, your Majesty. Just don't-- flirt. Please.

[rockabye_hamlet]

I won't. It's okay. Is there anything I can do for you? *cracks a grin* Bring casseroles, knit blankets, start a prayer circle? Seriously, say the word.

[winestains]

Somehow I don't think any of those'll help.

[rockabye_hamlet]

Okay, babe. *pats his shoulder sympathetically*