tampered | Log: Complete

Log: Complete

When; April 24 (evening)
Rating; PG13
Characters; Toshiko Sato

warped_inside, Prince Charming

cocksmanship
Summary; Prince Charming's number finally comes up.
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Charming waited at the main entrance to Xanadu. His suit was crisp, charcoal grey with shades of blue. He always considered himself a good dresser and prided himself on a well kept appearance. His jet black hair shined without any need for pomade and his teeth, well, he'd make an Colgate Girl shake in her heels. These things paled in comparison to the size of his ego, but even Prince Charming had his way of maintaining a semblance of modesty. Sort of.

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Spending more time at work than at home was the reason Tosh's own flat in Cardiff didn't have an especially lived-in appearance itself. That, and she liked the open simplicity of having a place to go that wasn't full of clutter.

"I imagine that's a lot more common where you come from. The only person I know who carries a sword is Captain John, and although I suppose he probably knows how to use it, I get the idea it's half just for looks." If he was paying attention, Charming might have detected an underlying edge of dislike bordering on anger when she mentioned John's name. But it disappeared quickly enough, as she turned toward him from her perusal of the room and smiled.

"I would, thank you." Tosh slipped her bag off her shoulder and set it on the floor against the counter, eying it hesitantly for a moment as she remembered she'd left her gun inside it, where it would now be completely inaccessible if she needed it. Then she shrugged off the concern, deciding that if worse came to worse, there were plenty of other ways to defend yourself against a man, and during her years at Torchwood she'd learned quite a few of them.

"I don't believe I've met Captain John. Is he like Captain Hector," Charming asked while retrieving a bottle of white wine, like he remembered seeing her drink. He paused briefly then looked to Toshiko, "or do you want something stronger?"

Rest assured the prince had no intention of drugging her alcohol. He'd never resort to such dirty tricks; the challenge was in using sheer charm and wit! He'd also detected the hint of distaste when she mentioned the other man's name. That was what drew him to mention Hector Barbossa, the pirate, but Charming believed Hector knew how to use the sword he carried.

"I don't believe I know a Captain Hector. John is an old acquaintance of Jack's," Tosh replied, her own mind going immediately not toward pirate but toward Time Agent, and that lent a little wariness to her response. "Um, oh no, wine would be perfectly nice, thank you."

The possibility that Charming might have more nefarious ideas wasn't something that worried Tosh -- in fact, she probably had begun to trust him more than she should have. But when you've had a lover hold a knife to your throat, you learn to take precautions.

He'd had Beauty threaten him with Beast tearing him limb from limb once? Did that count? He poured two glasses of white wine in handsome glass flutes for two. Then Charming laughed, soft and brief, at yet another example of City coincidental similarity. He offered a glass to Tosh.

"That's amusing, Toshiko. You see... Captain Hector was once absolutely obsessed with one Captain Jack," ah but then Charming shook his head, "but I don't believe it was your Captain Jack."

This was Captain Jack Sparrow to be specific, but he'd left the realm months before Captain Jack Harkness' arrival. He raised his glass to Toshiko's for a gentle clink, a toast but to what he didn't specify, then he sipped.

With a smile, Tosh ran a finger along the side of her glass in admiration for it, and gave a little nod at the toast before taking a sip of wine.

"And I suppose even more amusing yet, then, because John is completely obsessed with Jack. Jack's the only person who can keep him in line without the threat of imminent death."

She gave a small, one-shouldered shrug, as if to dismiss the unpleasantness of that particular topic so that it didn't mar an otherwise perfect evening.

Edited 2008-04-25 19:40 (UTC)

He hadn't forgotten Jack's warning to him, not by a long shot. It was a matter of whether Charming cared or not. And besides, he wasn't planning anything terrible for Toshiko, not by his standards. Then again, Charming had a reputation and all those warnings had to be rooted in truth somewhere.

"The parallels this city draws are uncanny," he grinned, taking another sip. His eyes were watching Tosh coolly, down to that gesture of her shoulder. Already he was contemplating the style of bra she wore. Hm, silk and synthetic fabric blend, demi cups.

Tosh wasn't aware of the warning, but even if anything did happen, unless it posed a threat to the team or the community at large, she'd stand in the way of Jack doing anything violent. She'd even tried to stop him from destroying Mary, after all.

It took her a minute to realize she was being studied, and when she did, she blushed lightly. Not because she minded, though -- it was a rare compliment to be made to feel as though she was attractive to someone, and she reveled in the thought. After a moment, she took a breath and set her glass on the counter, and stepped closer.

Wouldn't that be messy, because violence against the prince was violence against the Mayor of Fabletown, and Blue and Fly knew he had to stay alive in order to return and fight against the Adversary. Charming however had no idea what had been going on between the Homelands Convict (one day Tosh should learn of Blue's prison sentence) and the Time Agent. Ignorance was bliss and all that.

Charming easily slipped into that working mode, arm snaking out to draw Toshiko in by her waist. He leaned forward to kiss her, this time with his mouth open.

That made two of them, because Tosh was living in blissful ignorance as well, beyond the suspicion that there might at one point have been some dabbling. But maybe she and Blue could trade prison stories sometime.

She raised her hands to rest them on Charming's shoulders, and met his mouth with parted lips. Maybe down the road she would learn to regret not paying better attention to the warnings she'd been given, but right now she was positive there'd been no point to any of them.

Oh but that would be equally detrimental to Charming! He was the one who sentenced Blue, hah. There was more to that story really, but he could never count on the boy fable to give the full detail.

His hands snuck along her back, till his fingers roamed across her nape and into her hair, then they trailed downward again till they settled just above the top of her rear. Charming leaned back briefly, to give Toshiko a mischievous smile. Cinderella was a popular fable, she drew her physical strength from that, thus she could lift an average sedan. Prince Charming was no different (though realistically he probably couldn't benchpress anything beyond a VW Beetle). He swept Toshiko up into his arms, without her permission, to carry her towards the bedroom.

[ooc: Do you want to wrap up here, fade to black? PC by the way is renown for his "cocksmanship", the term is canon XD]

[That sounds perfect. I sort of assumed that he wouldn't have kicked Tosh out of bed and she'd have stayed til morning?]

[I saw her post! That's right he would've walked her out in the morning .]

[Yay! Yeah, she'll be flying high for a while after this. :D]

[Aww Tosh ;-;!]

[It wouldn't be Tosh if she didn't get a little heartbreak here and there. ;)]

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