Viva Bedazzled Las Vegas

[7twistedwishes]

It is actually a two-step trip: using the door from Milliways lands the couple at Scarlet's place in San Fancisco, but in the same fraction of a second, she wills herself and Weyland to be somewhere else.

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[mechanicalswans]

"I can make you a necklace of pearls and gold," he murmurs, "that would cover just enough for you to wear it in the bar--just enough, but barely. If you would like. We would need pearls, though..."

[7twistedwishes]

"Pearls..." She guides him out of the poor little shop, smiling. "If we wanted to be extravagant, we could take my jet and fly to pearl fisheries in Asia, and pick what you wanted... or I could just will us to be there then back for our time here."

"Hmm, something of gold and pearls to skirt the rules of Milliways, I like the idea."

[mechanicalswans]

"Whichever you prefer, my dearest little star," he says. "I am, as always, at your service."

She would look stunning in just gold and pearls--but then, she looks stunning in everything.

[7twistedwishes]

"Gold and pearls to provoke and dare." There is a visible shiver as she moves closer and seeks Weyland's lips with hers. "Morning Star." That is one of her names, after all.

"Behold... the Bringer of Light."

And the kiss itself would be a very, very scandalous thing that leaves everybody who witnesses it tingling with Lust or seething with Envy. Or both.

[mechanicalswans]

"My Morning Star."

Let her be called by her names--and let him be as he once was, not the cinder he has become.

Yes, let people feel Lust and Envy. It's only fair. They are in the presence of the divine.

[7twistedwishes]

Well, eventually, they have to draw back.

Right? "Thank you." She is happy, genuinely happy, showing a twinkle and shine of something...

Something good, warm and tender.

[mechanicalswans]

And he is a reflection of the prince he had been, when the world was young and war was not yet known among mankind.

"Thank you," he whispers.

[7twistedwishes]

"So... pearls? After we are done here, we can go to the beach and fish our won, or just go to the beach? I know some pearl fishermen villages where they catch really wonderful ones." Anything he might want, she is eager to provide.

Anything.

[mechanicalswans]

"Pearls, yes," he says.

He finishes his drink, and sets the empty glass down on the pedestal of a column nearby.

Well, let anyone try to tell him he can't.

"I've never gone looking for pearls, actually. Just bought them from others."

[7twistedwishes]

"Well, pearl-diving is a rather exhausting, complicated and mostly unrewarding endeavour." She leaves her glass too, walking with her special friend. "I think a pearl market, perhaps in India... around the early 15th century, could be something interesting."

[mechanicalswans]

"There's also just eating a lot of oysters," he says with a smile, slipping an arm around her waist. "But I've never been overly fond of them. Something about the texture, I suppose."

[7twistedwishes]

"They are considered aphrodisiac. But it is not like either of us needs it, right?"

"So, pearl market a few centuries past, before we return to our gambling trip?"

[mechanicalswans]

"You're all the aphrodisiac I could ever need."

Really, if a man can't find anything to stir his lust with her, of all creatures...

"That sounds perfect. We have gold to pay for the pearls."

[7twistedwishes]

"So we have a plan..." And The Devil smiles brightly, leading Weyland to the front door of the casino...

Adventure, sin and indulgence, she hardly could be enjoying herself more.

[mechanicalswans]

"A very good plan."

He hasn't done anything like this in a long time. Far too long.

And she is the best possible company for this kind of trouble.