Mundane Comforts

[7twistedwishes]

Seattle, The Emerald City.

The door opens into a large comfortable apartment. Rainfall patters against the windows and obscures some of the view out of the windows, but the city lights are visible.

The apartment is huge... taking over maybe half the space of that building floor, and having stairs up and down too. Every piece of furniture is elegant and tasteful, every bit of decoration speaks of wealth most people can not even dream about.

"Welcome, dear... to my little refuge."

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[numbered_doctor]

The young doctor glances around the apartment, hands buried in her pockets as sharp eyes dart from one area to the next.

"Nice place."

[7twistedwishes]

"Come on dear, if we are going dancing, you need something proper to dress in." The Devil winks to her, smiling warmly and beckoning the doctor to follow.

In the bedroom, she opens the doors to a walk-in closet that for some reason, seems to extend in hallways for the other half of the building's floor. "Feel free to pick anything."

[numbered_doctor]

Thirteen gives a low whistle, stepping into the closet.

"Very impressive."

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil grins teasingly. "Party clothes are to the left rows. Classy, daring, shocking, be my guest. Would you like a warm up drink before we go, or perhaps something harder?"

[numbered_doctor]

"Either is fine."

With that the woman disapears into the closet, browsing the shelves for whatever catches her fancy.

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil moves out of the room, coming back with a frozen bottle of vodka, and a good assortment of recreational drugs: from light to hard things. "Found something that caught your eye, dear?" Scarlet sets down the large tray just outside the closet.

[numbered_doctor]

"I think so."

She emerges wearing a pair of dark jeans that mold to her in such a way they pay as well be painted on. Her shirt is plan white, clinging in some places while flowing in others. She spreads her arms in an almost presenting manner.

"Well, what do you think?"

[7twistedwishes]

"Hm... I like it. It is simple, and it is sexy too. Will overtake much fancier manners of dressing at the club." She hands a glass of chilly vodka, and lets Thirteen pick whatever else she wants to take to warm up more.

[numbered_doctor]

The accepts the vodka, taking a sip almost immediately and for a moment, her hand hovers over the array of drugs before thinking better of it, and she decides to stick to the vodka for now.

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil heads in, and emerges in snugs pants, high heels, a white shirt and a vest matching the pants. "Good enough, you think?"

[numbered_doctor]

Thirteen smiles at the other woman from over top her glass.

"Looks lovely."

[7twistedwishes]

"So, anytime you are ready, dear... oh, by the way, call me Scarlet." She offers a hand to guide the way.

[numbered_doctor]

"Scarlet it is, them."

She accepts the hand with another smile

"No time like the present."

[numbered_doctor]

Morning arrives with a distinct lack of throbbing as the doctor sprawled and tangled in the blankets on the bed cracks an eye open up peer sleepily around the room.

She lets her mind wander as she looks around the unfamiliar room, and as she goes over details of the previous night, she finds herself smiling widely.

[7twistedwishes]

The clock radio near the bed tells her its' 10 AM... soft music plays somewhere else inside the apartment, and the faint scent of food cooking, breakfast, can be noticed in the air.

[numbered_doctor]

With a stretch and a yawn, the woman begins untangling herself from the sheets and crawling out of bed.

Rising, she fishes a shirt from off the floor, that once pulled over her head comes almost to her knees, and Thirteen pads out of the bedroom to investigate the source of the music and cooking smell.

[7twistedwishes]

The music comes from downstairs, as the food scent. She can find the sound system in a large living room, and the way to the kitchen.

There, wearing only silk boxers and an apron, Scarlet is making breakfast. Hm, pancakes. "Good morning, dear..."

[numbered_doctor]

The previous night's memories rush back again in a flood, and the woman can't stop the smile the spreads across her face even if she wanted to.

"Morning."

[7twistedwishes]

"Hungry?" She offers a stack of pancakes. "Have eggs, bacon, toast, cereal, juice, milk... oh, you can have anything you want for breakfast." The Devil is in an excellent mood.

[numbered_doctor]

The smile remains on the woman's face as she steps into the kitchen properly from the doorway. Thirteen's in a pretty good mood herself.

"Famished."

She eyes the stack of pancakes; she honestly can't remember the last time she had them, and suddenly she's craving them.

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil sets down the food for Thirteen, brings over milk and juice, getting toast and eggs for herself.

She does not need to eat, but eating might help keep her new friend at ease. "I hope you enjoyed last night as much as I did..."

[numbered_doctor]

Very much so."

If anything, the woman's smile intensifies, and she transfers a few of the pancakes onto her plate, and after a moment of reading labels, douses them in coconut syrup.

[7twistedwishes]

"Oh good, I was hoping so... and hoping I can convince you to have a day off here?" Scarlet is not ready to let good company go so soon.

"There are many entertaining things to be done in Seattle, even more if you like wild things."

[numbered_doctor]

The woman falls silent as she thinks over the offer; this being new territory for the doctor. Thirteen usually doesn't do the whole morning after thing.

[7twistedwishes]

"You must have noticed you are not hungover..." The Devil nibbles on buttered toast...