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April 19, 2001 |
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Amber...
Damen frowns faintly, "Ah, grandmother..." And there is undisguised emphasis on the 'grand'. "I was hoping I wouldn't catch you here....I met Thalis, was it?, already...she said you weren't around."
Jasra arches both eyebrows. "Thalia?"
Damen shrugs nonchalantly, "Sure. Whatever."
Jasra says "Come come, dear Damen. You know far better to play simple word games. You can be spiteful on such a deeper level."
"So. What can I do for you?"
Damen smirks, "Oh, darling grandmother....not a damn thing. Ever. But I heard you and grandad had a new place in Amber....so I wanted to make sure it was comfortable enough for creatures of your...habits."
Jasra squints. "Damen -- what have you got up your ass today?"
Damen chuckles softly, "Nothing mama-oh-mine. I'm just..." and here he shakes his head, "Remind me to get call-waitng," he growls. He ignores an attempted trump contact and whips his head to the left. A soft crack is heard. "Settling in....are you?"
"Something like that. Annoyed at my husband that I have to throw this party."
Damen shrugs, "You're lucky he's keeping you." He glances around, "Get Alayne....she's good at these kind of things...I almost let her plan my wedding."
Jasra says "Damen. Get out." Jasra turns and stalks into the small archway, looking furious. Jasra heads to the principal part of the estate through a small archway.
The World's End Bar...
Yosannah sits at the bar as she gets a trump call from Damen. She promptly ignores it. After a few moments he appears in a rainbow sparkle.
Damen smirks faintly, "Funny girl, Yo."
"I don't know what you could possibl mean?"
Damen laughs, "Darl'n I know every trump trick in the book.....don't play me." Damen sits down at the bar.
Yosannah glances at Damen out of the corner of her eye, "Moi?" She smiles coyly.
Damen smirks, "Toi."
"What was so important, by the way?"
Damen says "I was cruis'n grandads new place.....when I bumped into grandma....you called when I was in the middle of.....conversing."
Yosannah giggles and lowers her voice... "What did you do?"
Damen says "Frankly....spoke my mind."
"Oh, no Why do you those kinds of things?"
Damen says "Because as I told you , sweetheart of sweets. I don't give a damn anymore....I've always been kissing their asses....I'm not going to do it anymore."
Yosannah says "Why did you ever feel the need to kiss ass in the first place."
Damen shrugs, "Relatives....you know how it is."
Yosannah shakes her head, "No. Actually. I don't. 'Sides, you aren't interested in politics this month" She smirks.
Damen grins. And then just orders a beer.
Yosannah nudges him. "What have you got in your hose?"
Damen smirks, "Funny, Jasra said the same thing...only the opposite end."
"You've got something going on. What is it?"
Damen chuckles, "Nothing sweetheart.....I was just visiting."
Yosannah whaps Damen in the arm, playfully, "You liar!"
Damen bats his eyelashes innocently. "Would I lie to you?"
"You sure the fuck would!" She laughs.
Damen leans over and kisses her lips. "Nah, sweetheart....I wouldn't."