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[isitapony]

"My locket got stolen by an imp. I'll get back to you when I catch it."

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[all7seas]

yes veronicat i have pants on!!!!!!!1!!!1 and am not drunk. am very picture of sobriety. honor bright

[isitapony]

Pants are a good start. And it's Veronica. What do you want, Jack?

[all7seas]

woman I want to dress you in satin.

[isitapony]

You have strange wants. Why did this suddenly weird fetish pop into your rum-soaked brain?

[all7seas]

Because I am going to dance you at the party.

[isitapony]

You're going to dance me at the party? What party? I'm not going to any party.

And my fun with fonts continues...

[all7seas]

The Samhain party. I'm drunk but I want to meet with you because you're lovely. Got some dresses picked out already....

/popcorn

[isitapony]

I thought you said you weren't drunk. Nice bright honor there, Jacky.

Why do you have dresses picked out for me?

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[all7seas]

Meet me in the second attic i left a map nailed to your bedroom door.

You entertain, I be entertained.

[isitapony]

You nailed a map to my door?

She was going to go check that out. And yes, there was a map nailed to her door. Jack... how had she not heard that?

You realize you're being weird, right?

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[all7seas]

you realize you are a succulent shoot of not-quite-pristine-womanhood what belongs in a satin dress, do you not?

He was going to be waiting for her in the second attic with the half-dozen or so dresses he'd stolen or cut off of dead bodies or bartered for.

SMOOCH

[isitapony]

You realize I don't particularly like dresses, right?

She was going, but only because she didn't want a drunk pirate in a dress showing up at her door -- something she was sure was possible.

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[all7seas]

Not just possible -- probable.

come up here I have peanuts also mmmmm delicious peanuts.

[isitapony]

I'm coming up to avoid being scarred for life with whatever you decide to come down in. I'm not coming up for your nuts.

Yeah, she knew the double entendre there...

[all7seas]

but they are so sweet, my little golden treasure of a lady!!

Giant double-entendre. He's happy she's agreed to come, though, and tries to adopt a very cool, nonchalant position in a broken chair by a dusty, steeply gabled window. The whole attic is filled with broken things, including the dressmaker's dummies that he has arrayed in a variety of strange dresses.

[isitapony]

How drunk are you?

Because she was learning that there were stages of drunk!Jackness that made him either okay to deal with or absolutely hopeless.

She clicks her locket closed as she opens the door to the attic, seeing the narrow, dusty stairs with clomping boot prints through them. "Jack?"

[all7seas]

"Veronica?" He didn't even bother answering the locket. There were only two rum bottles beside him, after all, and one in progress. It wasn't even very good stuff -- quite watered-down. "Over here!"

[isitapony]

She makes her way upward, rubbing at her nose when it itches with the need to sneeze from all the dust. She sees him over in the corner on a chair surrounded by what look like zombie prom mannequins. She sighs and makes her way over. "You weren't kidding about the dresses. You realize you're going to have to make the most compelling of arguments to get me in one of those, right?"

[all7seas]

"I like the one made from black leather," he says, gesturing to something that looks like it came from an S&M dungeon. "But it needs more lace."

[isitapony]

"That's nice. I'm sure it'll look lovely on you." Yep, she was being purposefully obtuse here.

[all7seas]

"Or there's this red one." It looked like something the bride of Dracula would wear. Shiny, shiny satin and lace and a terrifying bodice. "I don't know what ladies of your time and place wear."

[isitapony]

"Not that. Our dresses generally only require the wearer to put it on. I think I'd need fifteen people to get me into that." Jack... what're you doing, Jack?

[all7seas]

"I can do it by me lonesome. Get you into it, I mean."

[isitapony]

"Hah, no you can't. What's with the dress fetish, Jack? Suddenly my jeans aren't good enough for you?"

[all7seas]

"Because you're going to dance with me at the party and you cannot dance at a grand party in jeans." Don't get him wrong, though; he loved the jeans.