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]

He stands, collecting a refill on his drink before looking to her.

"I think I want to be eccentric," he says.

[7twistedwishes]

"eccentric we shall be, then.." And she lets Weyland take point and lead them to the exploration of a jewelry store.

[mechanicalswans]

"We shall."

He leads her on a leisurely stroll toward the shops, off the main lobby of the hotel.

[7twistedwishes]

Scarlet walks with him; indeed, they have a jewelery store, very well supplied.

Why risk the guests going somewhere else to spend money, right?

Discreetly, The Devil slips a black Amex into Weyland's pocket, whispering... "Your baccarat winnings."

[mechanicalswans]

"Mmmm."

The jewelry isn't really to his tastes--almost no one makes jewelry anymore that is to his tastes, and he can make it just as well himself--but he wants to buy things for her, to let her show off. He wants her to feel cared-for, even if the money comes so easily and without effort.

"You have such lovely skin--I think yellow gold would look best on you."

[7twistedwishes]

Indeed, most of the things there are dangerously close to tacky: made for drunken, lustful humans wanting to waste money. "If you don't like what they have here, we can go find a real jewelery store... I know a few places that would open just for us."

[mechanicalswans]

"I think that may be best," he says. "Especially if they will let us bring our drinks. You deserve to be adorned, not decorated like a Christmas tree."

A pause, and a smile.

"Although that could be fun... in private."

[7twistedwishes]

Now she pauses, to tiptoe and whisper into his ear, smiling. "You know, I am a firm believer that a woman is not really naked until she is wearing nothing but a string of pearls... two loops for extra wickedness."

"Think you can match pearls and gold for a bright indecent effect?" Oh yes, that is a dare.

[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.