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Give me your rentboys, your whores, your not quite monogamous masses yearning to. Well. You know.

Location: A room. Of some sort.
Time: Not important, but probably late afternoon to early evening.

Seth Cuthbert, a small, slight boy with short Holocaust survivor hair stepped into the room. He stared at each of the gray walls, then sat down on a couch that seemed to be one of the main decorative features. After a moment, he was confronted by the entrance of another boy, an equally small, pretty sort of a boy in a top hat and a cravat. They were men's clothes, although the boy looked hardly older than sixteen. Seth blinked. "Hello," he said.

"Hello," said the pretty boy. "I'm the Saint. Who are you?"

"I'm Seth Cuthbert," said Seth, slightly puzzled. "You're a saint?"

"No. The Saint. It is different," the Saint informed him laboriously, and sat down next to him on the couch, a good deal closer than Seth would have liked. "And now," he added. "We wait."

"We wait for what?" asked Seth somewhat nervously. There was something fundamentally indecent about the Saint.

The Saint shrugged. "For the people to come. I expect they will. I," he added, with a flourish of one hand, "am a magnet. For people. Pretty people especially."

"I think you give yourself too much credit," said Seth

"You're here, aren't you?" pointed out the Saint.

Seth looked blank, then settled down to pout for a bit.

The Saint waited patiently, toying a bit with his top hat brim.


May. 20th, 2007 09:59 pm (UTC)
((Ack! I fail at italics.))

"Oh," Pasha replied, trying not to get distracted but failing, sort of. "Hello." He smiled in a twitchy sort of way. "I'm Pasha." He scratched his nose. "Have you seen someone else?" he blurted, finally. "Older, sort of boring? Probably cranky about something?" He sighed. "I came in here thinking he was in here, because I thought I'd heard him calling, but he isn't here."
May. 21st, 2007 03:03 am (UTC)
"No, but I am," the Saint explained, in a dazzling show of logic. "And so's he." He gestured at Sev. "What do you think?"
May. 21st, 2007 03:07 am (UTC)
Pasha blinked. "What do I think what?" he asked, not even making an attempt intelligent about it.
May. 21st, 2007 03:58 am (UTC)
The Saint rolled his eyes. "And I thought Queen Victoria was a prude." He had thought so, too, when he'd met her.
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May. 21st, 2007 04:22 am (UTC)
Pasha smiled. "No," he replied. "I don't think he will." He let himself relax. "Sooo," he breathed, almost humming the 'o.' "Why, exactly, should I stay?" He smiled at each of them in turn. "Show me."
May. 21st, 2007 06:17 am (UTC)
"Don't look at me," said the Saint. "I don't do backflips or anything, even if you stare long enough." He edged closer to Pasha. "Do you do any tricks?"
May. 21st, 2007 12:24 pm (UTC)
Pasha laughed, beginning to enjoy himself. "I'm not very well trained," he said, apologetic. He turned to Sev, curious about him, and poked him rather gently in the stomach. "What about you?" he asked.
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May. 22nd, 2007 03:40 am (UTC)
"I'm not thinking," said the Saint, and grinned like a cat. "It's very agreeable. But I do very much agree." He giggled at his own pun, and slipped an arm over Pasha's other shoulder.
May. 22nd, 2007 04:48 am (UTC)
Pasha tilted his head back and spread his legs a little more. "I think that sounds just fine," he hummed, squirming a little, happy. With considerable effort he rolled his head over to peer at the Saint. "Don't you think?"
May. 22nd, 2007 05:21 am (UTC)
The Saint brought his face close to Pasha's. "I said. I don't think." He gave the young man a peck on the lips. "I feel."
May. 22nd, 2007 08:26 pm (UTC)
"Mmgph," Pasha objected, pawing limply at the Saint. "Come back here," he said, an interesting mix of command and plea in his words.
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May. 23rd, 2007 03:17 am (UTC)
Pasha squirmed happily, feeling rather comfortable and rather pleased. He tilted his head up, away from Sev's kisses. "I could," he agreed, eyes bright and mischievous. "But I think you're going to have to try harder than that."
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