007 // audio

[ingenue_bait]

[The recording clicks on, and there is an irritated silence for a moment. Erik does not like asking for things.]

Is there a tailor on board?

Comments

/sudden and obsessive interest in your desires

[buywithme]

I can do tailoring. What is it you need, Comrade? I'd be happy to furnish you with whatever it is you require?

[ingenue_bait]

My suit seems to have met with a mishap. [Apparently you can't dry wool in a dryer?] My shirts seem quite unharmed, but my best evening clothes are far too small.

What do you charge?

[buywithme]

I can make suits. I'm quite experienced in that area. In many areas, really, Comrade, I'm sure you'll be entirely satisfied with me.

No charge. I'll just need you to sign some forms. [Like a marriage certificate C:]

[ingenue_bait]

Forms? For a suit?

[There is something off about this. Erik is not sure what. But... Erik needs clothes.]

[buywithme]

So I can explain the expense of materials that'll go into making one.

[And be your husband!]

Would you like me to bring my equipment over your cabin? I could take your measurements and begin work immediately.

[ingenue_bait]

[Hesitantly.]

I prefer to go elsewhere, if you have a private location.

[buywithme]

[Lovingly.]

You could come to my cabin, if you'd like? I'm afraid It's a little inhospitable, but you're always welcome here. Level four, room five, Comrade.

spam here or log?

[ingenue_bait]

[Warily.]

Very well, monsieur.

Whichever you'd prefer <3

[buywithme]

[SO HAPPY.]

I'll see you soon, Comrade.

[action]

[ingenue_bait]

[Erik made his way to level four, room five, with as little contact as possible. He wore only his shirt and trousers (and shoes, of course), and kept his mask, but he was missing his jacket and cloak. It was most undignified. He knocked on the door, frowning at the need to take care of these mundane details.]

[action]

[buywithme]

[Prefect was at his desk when Erik knocked on the door, he had just had to pause in the process of filling out their marriage certificate, as he had realized he didn't actually know the name of his soon to be spouse. It was at this precise moment when Erik knocked on his door, carrying with him, all the answers Prefect would ever need.]

Coming, Comrade!

[It was obviously destiny. Darting over to the door, Prefect snatched the handle and stepped back, pulling it open and stepping aside simultaneously for Erik to enter. From around the edge of the door, he gazed longingly at the other man.]

Please come in, Comrade. I'm sorry, I don't believe I know your name?

[action]

[ingenue_bait]

[There is something deeply suspicious about this man. His attentiveness far surpasses anything the daroga ever showed him, and the way he's staring... Erik pauses, uncomfortable.]

Perhaps this is a bad idea. Erik is a very private man.

[action]

[buywithme]

Erik? [Prefect smiles brilliantly, as if just hearing his new customers name warms his heart.] That's a wonderful name, I'm so pleased to meet you.

[He extends his hand]

My name is Prefect.

[action]

[ingenue_bait]

[Erik stares at the hand.]

You are a policeman? Are you quite well? I may return another day, if you are indisposed.

[action]

[buywithme]

[Rejected, the hand withdraws. But Prefect doesn't seem at all upset by the slight.]

No Comrade, I am an Alpha Plus, I have many skills and abilities and I am feeling wonderful today.

[His smile softens into an expression of concern.]

Please come in, Erik? I'd hate to think of you going un-suited out of concern for my well being.

[action]

[ingenue_bait]

[He is hovering in the hallway, so Erik makes a decision and enters.]

Yes. I feel most... unseemly without it. Why do you call me Comrade? Are you a Communard?