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tampered2008-10-29 12:03 pm
i-themagician.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-10-29 12:03 pm
log; in progress
When; Thursday, October 30th, the night of the masquerade
Rating; PG
Characters; Lucy Saxon (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inbetrayal) and Clow Reed (i_themagician).
Summary; He was the one who closed the door, yes, and then locked it - but it was understood that she could crack it whenever she wanted.
Log;
Dancing. A wonderful pastime. The best thing about it is that it gives you the opportunity to flirt with and impress people with whom you have absolutely no intention of getting involved - the addition of masks only makes it better, enabling you to do so under the pretense of anonymity. In the nineteenth century, masquerade balls were little more than an excellent excuse to go home with someone other than your spouse with the (dubiously) plausible deniability of not realizing who it was.
Clow doesn't have any desire to go home with anyone tonight, but he gets an odd bit of amusement out of making people think otherwise. It works - he doesn't even look like himself dressed in a white suit and with that feathery mask with the wing motif. It's hard to say how exactly he solved the problem of trying to wear spectacles and a mask at the same time, but there you go. He's being a bit of a wallflower at the moment, watching the dancers and the attendees as a whole and trying to pretend that he doesn't see that familliar figure across the dance floor.
Rating; PG
Characters; Lucy Saxon (
inbetrayal) and Clow Reed (i_themagician).Summary; He was the one who closed the door, yes, and then locked it - but it was understood that she could crack it whenever she wanted.
Log;
Dancing. A wonderful pastime. The best thing about it is that it gives you the opportunity to flirt with and impress people with whom you have absolutely no intention of getting involved - the addition of masks only makes it better, enabling you to do so under the pretense of anonymity. In the nineteenth century, masquerade balls were little more than an excellent excuse to go home with someone other than your spouse with the (dubiously) plausible deniability of not realizing who it was.
Clow doesn't have any desire to go home with anyone tonight, but he gets an odd bit of amusement out of making people think otherwise. It works - he doesn't even look like himself dressed in a white suit and with that feathery mask with the wing motif. It's hard to say how exactly he solved the problem of trying to wear spectacles and a mask at the same time, but there you go. He's being a bit of a wallflower at the moment, watching the dancers and the attendees as a whole and trying to pretend that he doesn't see that familliar figure across the dance floor.