Log. Posted in Nora's Place.
[Mulciber] *wanders in*
[Feanaro] *so, erm. Stalks in?*
[Mulciber] *nodes to Fea, and smiles charmingly at the two women*
[Feanaro] *nods at M*
[Mulciber] *to Fea* How are you?
[Cosette] Er-- truth, I suppose.
[Feanaro] Tired. You?
[Georgiana] *smiles at the newcomers*
[Georgiana] Hmm.
[Cosette] *rises and curtsies at the two men*
[Feanaro] *nods to Georgiana, then*
[Feanaro] *and to Cosette, too*
[Mulciber] About the same. *smiles at the women again* Truth or dare, is it? May I join?
[Georgiana] *does the same as Cosette*
[Georgiana] Of course you may!
[Feanaro] *glances at M worriedly*
[Cosette] Oh, yes of course, monsieur.
[Georgiana] Cosette... What is the worst lie you have ever told?
[Mulciber] *gives Fea a tired smile and sits down close to Cosette and Georgiana*
[Cosette] *ponders* Oh, once when Papa asked me what I was doing out in the garden so late at night, I told him that I was looking at the stars, when I was actually there with Marius.
[Mulciber] ... *slight amusion*
[Feanaro] *raises an amused eyebrow*
[Georgiana] Oh, dear.
[Georgiana] *giggles*
[Cosette] --But it wasn't anything improper, I assure you.
[Mulciber] *snrk* Ruin it for us, why don't you?
[Georgiana] *blushes*
[Feanaro] *suppresses a grin, barely*
[Georgiana] Who will go next?
[Mulciber] *glances at Fea* I will, if you wish.
[Cosette] Well-- well, I wouldn't have everyone think me a harlot, monsieur.
[Feanaro] *didn't say he was playing, so far*
[Mulciber] Of course not, mlle. *-- wasn't directing that at him. Just glancing at him because he's being a brat*
[Cosette] Does he ask a question now, Georgiana?
[Georgiana] Yes.
[Mulciber] *much amusion* So... *looks over at Georgiana* I'm afraid I do not know your name.
[Feanaro] *isn't being a brat, is just observing!*
[Mulciber] *is being a brat, not Fea XD*
[Feanaro] *ok, now even the typist gets it.*
[Mulciber] *.. <3*
[Georgiana] Georgiana Darcy, sir.
[Mulciber] Mlle. Darcy, then. Truth or dare?
[Feanaro] *sits down, at least. Yay.*
[Georgiana] O-oh. *blush* D-dare, I suppose.
[Mulciber] *wicked grin* Oh, dear, you are a brave one, aren't you?
[Georgiana] .......
[Feanaro] *this might well be a warning glance*
[Cosette] *wrings her hands a little*
[Mulciber] I dare you to... *taps his fingers on the chair for a moment, looking for all the world as if he's about to demand that she strip or something*
[Mulciber] ... let me dye your hair blue.
[Cosette] *blink*
[Cosette] Blue, monsieur?
[Mulciber] Yes. Blue. Cobalt blue.
[Feanaro] *raises eyebrows*
[Cosette] *glances at Georgiana*
[Georgiana] .....
[Georgiana] A-all of it?
[Mulciber] I'll dye it back later.
[Georgiana] ...Very well. As long as it mustn't be so for very long.
[Mulciber] *slips out his wand and dyes it a vivid cobalt blue*
[Georgiana] ...........
[Cosette] *chokes*
[Georgiana] *blushes*
[Mulciber] *grins* All right. Who wants to ask me, then?
[Feanaro] *softly* Oh dear.
[Cosette] Er...I suppose I shall?
[Cosette] Truth or dare, monsieur?
[Georgiana] *is a little too mortified to speak right now*
[Georgiana] *as long as she doesn't see her reflection, she'll be ok*
[Cosette] M. Feanaro, why don't you join us?
[Feanaro] *eyebrows up* Me?
[Mulciber] Oh do. It'll be fun! *charming smile!*
[Mulciber] And... mmm... *tilts his head* Dare.
[Feanaro] *reproachful look at M* Do you think so.
[Mulciber] Please?
[Feanaro] ...
[Cosette] *flashes him puppy dog eyes* Oh, please do, monsieur!
[Javert] *peeks in*
[Cosette] *and waves at Javert*
[Javert] *waves*
[Feanaro] *mental facepalm* *will once Javvy joins, probably*
[Cosette] Javert, come play Truth or Dare with us!
[Javert] ....
[Javert] .. fine. *goes over*
[Cosette] *claps*
[Cosette] *looks at Mulciber* Now, you never answered the question, monsieur.
[Javert] *settles*
[Mulciber] I did, mlle. Dare.
[Cosette] Oh, alright. *ponders* Oh! I dare you to...wear a corset!
[Georgiana] *just sorta sits there...being blue-haired*
[Mulciber] *cobalt blue ^__^* Oh, is that all? Get me a corset and I shall do so. *... likes corsets*
[Cosette] *takes on from the plothole and hands it to him* Here you are.
[Feanaro] *watches very amusedly*
[Mulciber] Lovely. *another charming smile* *vanishes into the kitchen with it and shuts the door*
[Javert] *smiles at his daughter as she comes running in*
[Javert] Musetta: *clings to her father's legs*
[Cosette] *blinks at everyone* Did he not see the bathroom?
[Cosette] *beams* Bonjour, Musetta!
[Javert] Musetta: Bonjour, Co'ette.
[Mulciber] *returns with a glass of wine and wearing the corset* *looks defiantly comfortable*
[Georgiana] Elizabeth-kitty: *settles into BlueHair!Georgiana's lap*
[Georgiana] ....
[Mulciber] Content, mlle?
[Cosette] *hhmmphs* Well that's not fair. You're enjoying yourself.
[Feanaro] *smirks* Quite fetching.
[Javert] Very lovely.
[Mulciber] *mimes a curtsy and seats himself again*
[Cosette] Who shall go next? *enjoying herself very much*
[Feanaro] *what, given up again? Fine, watches, then*
[Javert] *vulnerable! :D*
[Georgiana] I--I shall go.
[Georgiana] M. Javert, truth or dare?
[Cosette] *giggles*
[Javert] Truth.
[Mulciber] *to Fea* Will you play?
[Feanaro] *glare* - rather not.
[Mulciber] Why not?
[Feanaro] Because it does not look like my sort of game.
[Georgiana] Hmm...
[Javert] *takes up Musetta and sets her in his lap*
[Mulciber] It's fun, though!
[Mulciber] ... *a bit more quietly* And distracting.
[Feanaro] But my participation will doubtlessly shock the ladies.
[Mulciber] How so?
[Georgiana] What is the most embarrassing thing that has happened to you?
[Cosette] *turns to Javert to listen intently*
[Feanaro] My truths are hardly as harmless as lady Cosette's.
[Mulciber] I see.
[Javert] Getting smashed and then deciding it was a great idea to go back to work, stand on a desk, and belt bawdy beer songs whilst encouraging my colleagues to flock around me and sing.
[Georgiana] ....
[Javert] Oh, I neglected to mention I was nearly snark naked, too.
[Cosette] *bursts out laughing* Did...did you really...Oh dear God!
[Georgiana] *gigglesqueak*
[Javert] *grumbles* That's why I stick to tea.
[Cosette] *gigglefit*
[Feanaro] *snickers quietly* *now, someone tell him that he can't just watch and let them entertain him...*
[Georgiana] 'Tis your turn, M. Javert.
[Javert] *looks at Fea* M. Feanaro.
[Feanaro] What?
[Javert] Truth or Dare?
[Feanaro] I am not playing.
[Javert] You are, now.
[Cosette] Oh, please M. Feanaro?
[Feanaro] .......
[Feanaro] oh, fine. Truth, then.
[Javert] How did you lose your virginity?
[Cosette] *blushhhh* Javert!
[Feanaro] *raises eyebrow* *this will actually be fairly boring* On my wedding night, with my wife.
[Mulciber] *halfsmile*
[Feanaro] *well, it's true - the act is the actual wedding, so...*
[Cosette] *still blushing*
[Georgiana] *is blushing and cobalt-headed, so is sorta looking like a Pepsi logo*
[Feanaro] *why? That was the most harmless answer possible, was it not?*
[Georgiana] *yeah, but it had to do with sex. sex=BLUSH*
[Cosette] *exactly*
[Javert] Oh, gee.
[Mulciber] *glances over at Georgiana and turns her hair back*
[Javert] I said how, not when.
[Feanaro] You want details? I doubt she'd appreciate my telling them.
[Cosette] JAVERT! There is no need for...details!
[Mulciber] I wouldn't get on the wrong side of Lady Nerdanel, if it was me... *to Javert*
[Javert] *shrugs*
[Feanaro] I can assure you, however, that it was in the usual way for these things to happen. *lip-quirk*
[Javert] In any case, it's Feanaro's turn.
[Mulciber] *ask me, Lord Fea, ask me! -- er*
[Cosette] *sits innocently*
[Feanaro] *looks around* *aw, but that would be boring, M* Hm. Lady Cosette, then. Truth or Dare?
[Javert] *.. not so innocent :D*
[Cosette] Well, dare, I suppose...
[Feanaro] Hm. *ponders* *has never played this before, whee* How about... singing that anthem of your republic whilst standing on someone's shoulders? Not mine, of course. *fails so much at this, but blame the typist*
[Mulciber] I could offer a shoulder! Or two, even.
[Javert] Don't look at me.
[Georgiana] *back to normal yay!*
[Cosette] *makes a face* I'm not that heavy, Javert.
[Feanaro] *half-amused* You must sing loudly, of course.
[Cosette] Oh, well...alright then.
[Mulciber] Shall we? *to Cosette*
[Cosette] --Alright.
[Feanaro] *leans back*
[Mulciber] *stands and turns his back to her*
[Cosette] *prays for a second this doesn't count as adultery, then gets on his shoulders*
[Mulciber] *holds her firmly* All right, then.
[Cosette] Well, I suppose I should just get this over with, the sooner I may get down. *sings the French National Anthem*
[Feanaro] *loudly? For all the room to hear? ^_^*
[Mulciber] *amused*
[Cosette] *in a loud clear soprano, yes XD*
[Feanaro] *well, lovely!*
[Mulciber] .. *sets her down* Beautiful.
[Cosette] *set down, thank God* Merci.
[Feanaro] *smiles* You have a fine voice, Madame.
[Georgiana] *never left*
[Cosette] *blush* Thank you. *is still recovering from having to be held by Mulciber*
[Feanaro] *would feel bad if he knew that it shocked her so much* … Well, 'tis your turn, then.
[Georgiana] *blinks naively* Who is to be asked next?
[Cosette] *sits back down blushing* Oh, well. Let me see...Georgiana. Truth or Dare?
[Georgiana] ...Dare.
[Georgiana] Or -- no, no, Truth.
[Cosette] Hmm. Well, then, truth. What is the most improper thing you have done?
[Georgiana] Well, I -- *Ionceagreedtoelopewithatotalsleazbag* -- I pushed my brother into the lake, once.
[Georgiana] And then I... *blush* I jumped in too.
[Cosette] *gapes* You pushed M. Darcy into a lake?
[Georgiana] *giggles* Yes. We were taking a turn about the grounds.
[Georgiana] H-he was standing so close to the water, and I was suddenly possessed with the strange compulsion to do so.
[Cosette] *giggles a lot* Alright...someone else should go.
[Georgiana] Mr. Mulciber, truth or dare?
[Mulciber] Hmm?-- Oh. Truth.
[Georgiana] What did you dream last night?
[Mulciber] ... I actually- ah- didn't sleep lasy night.
[Mulciber] *wasn't sexing-- was worrying. But does't let on. >:D*
[Feanaro] *raises eyebrow*
[Cosette] *blinks at him*
[Mulciber] *looks innocent* Well, my wife and I...
[Georgiana] *blinkblink*
[Feanaro] That is, however, a cue for me to go to bed...
[Georgiana] Oh... Good night, Mr. Feanaro.
[Cosette] *rises to curtsy* Goodnight, monsieur.
[Feanaro] *small bow, to all* Good night. Amuse yourselves...
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[Mulciber] *smallsmile*
[Cosette] *blushes at Mulciber* Er, well, yes. In any case, it is your turn to ask.
[Mulciber] Hmmm.... *looks around* *to Raphael* Angel.
[Raphael] *...blink* Yes?
[Mulciber] Join in the game. *Charm*
[Phlegethon] ... *blinkblink*
[Raphael] .........All right..
[Mulciber] ... *:D* When did you lose your virginity, and who was it to?
[Raphael] ...I -- don't see that there's any of your business.
[Cosette] *blushes yet again* Oh, these questions.
[Phlegethon] ...Answer, Raphael.
[Mulciber] ... Oh dear. Come now, Raphael.
[Raphael] ...No, Phlegethon. You -- *bites lip*
[Mulciber] Well?
[Raphael] ...I don't --
[Mulciber] You said you'd play.
[Raphael] Yes, but I --
[Mulciber] Don't disappoint us... *@_@*
[Raphael] I really -- it's not all mine to tell.
[Mulciber] You promised...
[Raphael] I won't answer.
[Cosette] --We don't need to hear it, monsieur.
[Phlegethon] Fuck's sake, Raphael, just say it.
[Raphael] No.
[Phlegethon] Yes.
[Mulciber] I'm disappointed.
[Mulciber] *raises an eyebrow* I might have to kill someone if you don't answer.
[Cosette] *makes a face* The profanity!
[Raphael] ........................................
[Phlegethon] I might have to help. *-- look, a scalpel~*
[Raphael] Phlegethon, no.
[Phlegethon] Oh, but yes. I might have to kill someone anyway, but who knows.
[Mulciber] It would be your fault if we did, for not telling... *smiles*
[Raphael] I can't --
[Mulciber] *pleasant smile!*
[Raphael] If I told you, I would upset at least one of the most important people to me.
[Mulciber] Upset one person, or all of us?
[Raphael] I would tear my own wings out feather by feather before upsetting Gabriel knowingly. *-- oops*
[Phlegethon] ... Gabriel?
[Mulciber] Who's Gabriel? Your lover?
[Mulciber] *curious now*
[Raphael] *fdsljhkshgfksl* ....my best friend.
[Phlegethon] *look, a murderous look at M*
[Mulciber] Oh, forgive me. Why would it bother him? Did he walk in on you doing something? Someone? Him? His mother?
[Raphael] *chokes* I --
[Cosette] *blushing and sitting, waiting for this conversation to end*
[Mulciber] Oooooooh. *leans forward* I think I'm close-- hah. Close.
[Phlegethon] *twirls his scalpel absently, listening~*
[Raphael] *not. looking. at. Phlegethon.*
[Raphael] *and probably a bit red*
[Mulciber] .... *chaaarming smile*
[Phlegethon] Raphael? What does Gabriel have to do with this? *smiles in that totally emotionless Why Yes, I Am Batshit way*
[Raphael] *doesn't answer*
[Phlegethon] ...Raphael. Answer me.
[Raphael] No.
[Phlegethon] *fjdslf* Yes
[Raphael] No.
[Phlegethon] If you lost your fucking virginity to my angel, I'd like to hear about it.
[Raphael] *lkjsfdhgsdkfhgs* *-- verbally, too* kjdlh
[Mulciber] ................ Oooh. *summons popcorn*
[Cosette] *makes a face* Must you use such vulgar language?
[Georgiana] *hides face in her hands*
[Phlegethon] *mmm, vulgar language* Oh, fuck you. Answer me.
[Raphael] No.
[Phlegethon] Do you want this scalpel embedded in your back?
[Raphael] Go right ahead. I won't answer you.
[Cosette] *flails*
[Mulciber] *-- would likely stop the scalpel, typistswilling*
[Raphael] *-- pfft, no*
[Raphael] *should be hurt.*
[Phlegethon] *-- won't, really, because he knows Gabriel will eat his soul if he hurts Ralphie*
[Phlegethon] You are such a bastard.
[Raphael] We've been over this.
[Phlegethon] And we've been over my answer to that, too.
[Mulciber] *... I wanna watch the souleatage*
[Raphael] Yes, we have.
[Mulciber] *y'all should AU it*
[Phlegethon] Just fucking /tell me/.
[Raphael] *.... :D ...canwe?*
[Raphael] No.
[Phlegethon] Why the hell not?
[Raphael] It isn't something I like to think about.
[Phlegethon] That's beside the point.
[Raphael] You will not learn of this from me.
[Phlegethon] Who do you want me to ask? /Gabriel/?
[Raphael] If you do, I don't care what he will think, I will kill you with my own hands.
[Raphael] *ACTUALLY SAID* Don't you dare.
[Phlegethon] Oh, but I will.
[Raphael] Don't. He doesn't need it.
[Phlegethon] Then tell me.
[Raphael] No. You don't need to know.
[Phlegethon] Trust me, I do.
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[Raphael] Give me a reason.
[Felix] *walks in, sees Hades!person+Angel!person, and stays right where he is*
[Georgiana] Per--perhaps you two should discuss this outside?
[Georgiana] .....*stares at Felix*
[Felix] *glances around* ...
[Mulciber] */stares at Felix/*
[Felix] *doesn't appear to notice the staring*
[Cosette] *blinks at Felix and moves closer to Georgiana*
[Cosette] --M. Mulciber, perhaps you should ask one of us a question instead...?
[Mulciber] But this is fun.
[Georgiana] *indignantly* I daresay it is not!
[Cosette] I quite agree. Just ask one of us a question.
[Mulciber] *laughs* Young women. All right. Truth or dare.
[Cosette] *sighs* Truth.
[Mulciber] Have you ever wanted another woman?
[Cosette] *gapes at him* Of course not!
[Cosette] I'm /married/.
[Mulciber] ... *shakes his head sadly*
[Cosette] What?
[Mulciber] I'm ashamed.
[Georgiana] Ashamed?
[Cosette] Ashamed of /what/, exactly?
[Mulciber] Everyone needs a good bout of experimentation now and then.
[Cosette] I think not. My husband would be most displeased.
[Mulciber] *laughs* If he didn't want to watch.
[Cosette] *chokes* What?
[Mulciber] *shrugs* Men.
[Georgiana] Th-that is despicable.
[Georgiana] And I have no desire to experiment.
[Cosette] What of them?
[Cosette] What makes you so certain he'd want to witness something...something like /that/?
[Mulciber] Oh, despicable, is it?
[Cosette] Among other things, yes.
[Mulciber] ... I'll thank you to learn that it's quite beautiful.
[Cosette] Pardon?
[Cosette] For one thing, there is nothing beautiful about adultery, and for another...
[Mulciber] I have no time for this. Please excuse me.
[Cosette] *makes a face* You're very much excused.
[Mulciber] *bows elegantly to her* Fuck you as well, Mlle. I hope you have a nasty shock someday. *departs*
[Georgiana] .......
[Georgiana] That was entirely uncalled for!
[Cosette] *stares after him* Well I never in my LIFE have been spoken to so rudely!
[Mulciber] *-- would be so proud of it, then, if he was around to hear ^__^*
* Disconnected