[walkabout]

[stopinthenameofawe]

Well this is going to be fun. [the sarcasm does manage to come through.]

So, hate to be needy right off the bat, but if I don't there is a decent chance I would wind up accidentally murdering someone so it's probably better to get it out of the way. The people I normally get blood from aren't here, and I can't go to Liminal and summon up any for myself. If someone would be willing to go to Liminal Space and make me some periodically, or volunteer to let me take some, that would be great. [and by great she means the Beast wouldn't make her go crazy and just take blood from whoever it could.]

Comments

[bypartisan]

... at least I've been warned.

[stopinthenameofawe]

Would you like me to refuse sex with you in the immediate aftermath?

[bypartisan]

... would you normally not?

[stopinthenameofawe]

Depends. [the answer to that is no.]

[private]

[bypartisan]

I'm honored and flattered by your implicit offer, but...

[Hm. How to say this?]

I'm not entirely sure if I ought to take you up on it?

[private]

[stopinthenameofawe]

[Shot down already. She's not been doing well in this department since Malik.]

I'm certainly not going to force it on you.

[private]

[bypartisan]

Well, no, it's just...

[Sometimes you have to give a little of yourself to get more]

Before I came to be a Traveler, I was in the first serious relationship of my life. Using seduction as a tool to get information from Infiltrators is one thing, but I'm not entirely sure--

It isn't you, Mademoiselle Lyre. It's me.

[private]

[stopinthenameofawe]

Oh, bless your heart. [you are taking this way too seriously.] You do know that's the most stereotypical phrase ever, right?

And it's fine. I'm certainly not going to make any attempts to be a homewrecker. [though she's not sure why sleeping with Infiltrators is better in his opinion.]

Re: [private]

[bypartisan]

[Because he's a spy and that's part of his job and his girlfriend back in space knows that.]

... it is. I've become a cliche. How unbearably tedious. My apologies again, Mademoiselle Lyre.