002 ⚓ Accidental Video ⚓ I put on a show

[mistakesmakeus]

[The device accidentally switches on, falling at an angle. It must be leaning against a book or something like it. The view is dark, lit only by a few candles on the desk. Sitting at the desk, is the dark skinned former pirate captain. She leans forward, a pen in her right hand. She's quiet for the most part, and the sound of her scritching against

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[ironfail]

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Ooh, don't stop there, I need to hear what happens next.

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[Isabela glances up to the device, which she's propped up properly by now. What is with all the attractive men in this city? And why hasn't she met them in person yet?]

Finally! Someone who wants to hear more. [She smirks, giving him a very limited once-over. Damned devices.] Shall I get to the good stuff?

[ironfail]

[Isabela's pretty good looking herself. Tony gives her one of his fabulous smile-for-the-paparazzi grins.]

People around here must not be fans of good literature. [Or didn't have all feelings of shame surgically removed from their brain.] Don't rush for my sake. I'd hate for the foreplay to get cut short.

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[Ooh. And he's even cuter when he smiles! She must get to know him better.]

Obviously. A terrible shame. [Shame is something that Isabela was born without.] Right, then.

[Isabela picks her pen back up, taking a moment to read over what she'd written. Then starts again.]

His teeth grazed against his lover's skin, right below his ribs. Fingers tightened in his hair as a growl rumbles its way from the warrior's chest.

'That almost sounded like a purr' the mage teased.

'Shut up', the warrior grumbled, hands tightening almost painfully in the mage's hair and lifted him higher, crushing their mouths together. Tongues dueled for dominance, and the mage's won out.

[As Isabela continues to write, she pauses.] Can I just say that I absolutely adore these things? [She lifts her pen into frame.] No more quills for me.

[ironfail]

No names for these guys? All the epithets can get real repetitive real fast.

Ink is so old school, babe. You can do all the writing you need to on these little things. [He waves the communicator slightly so the video doesn't shake too much.] Course, nothing beats a holographic touch screen, but I...get the feeling that you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you.

[mistakesmakeus]

I've got to think of names for them. For...reasons.

I'm used to writing with a quill. Small steps. [Isabela chuckles.]I have no idea what you just said.

[ironfail]

Reasons being...they're based on people you actually know? [It's not hard to guess. These things happen.]

Small steps indeed. I guess pens must be a godsend compared to that.

[mistakesmakeus]

Obviously. [Isabela smirks.]

I've been writing for hours and I've not had to replace it once. [She says, excitedly.]

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Eh, shouldn't be a problem unless they're here in Aliunde. [He shrugs. Then pauses and stares at her.] They're totally here, aren't they.

Sounds like a swell pen. Better cherish it forever. [Yeah, he's smirking at her. But only a little bit.]

[mistakesmakeus]

They totally are. [Isabela laughs.]

Oh, shut up. Not all of us are from the future where any of this madness makes sense.

[ironfail]

[Tony is soooo happy right now.] Who is it? I'm incurably nosy, I must know.

I'd hardly call technology "madness." Being kidnapped and taken to an alien planet, yeah, I guess that counts.

[mistakesmakeus]

Oh, like I'm going to just tell you.

I've got none of this where I'm from. We've got Darkspawn and Dragons and nugs, for Maker's sake, but not this...tech...tech...nonsense.

[ironfail]

Hey, I had to try. Any chance I can convince you to spill the beans?

Oookay, now you've lost me.

[mistakesmakeus]

Depends on what you've got to convince me with. [She arches an eyebrow at him suggestively.]

And now you know what it's like for me here.

[ironfail]

More of my charming personality? [He tries a hopeful smile that he knows won't do a thing.]

You've gotta tell me what a nug is, it sounds kind of dirty.

[mistakesmakeus]

Oh, you've got to have more than that.

[Isabela laughs.] It is dirty. Only because it's a creature that lives underground. It's a bit like a pig mated with a rabbit. It's cute, and makes a delicious roast.