"Such a shame it's always so cold."
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ladynorbertTitle: All That Glitters
Game: Ever Winter Tales
Characters: Jacqueline Durand and Cin Lovelle
Prompt: And they'll never know the gold and copper in your hair.
Author's Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blcksunaphelion, who owns Cin. There is a reference made (without name) to Garrett Nolan, the High Priest of Loki, who belongs to clez. Warning, this one has a PG-13 rating, maybe even flirts with an R rating, for adult suggestion.
"I do like it when you play with my hair, cheri," Jacqui commented.
It had been maybe two months since their first introduction, as weird as it had been. It wasn't every day that Jacqui was accosted by beautiful dark-haired spitfires, who dropped out of the sky -- literally -- and proposed a one-night stand. Cin hadn't exactly seemed inclined to accept no for an answer, either, even if it would have been the answer she'd received. Not that it was; Jacqui had lived in France, she was not a complete neophyte. She'd offered a maybe instead, and a counter invitation for drinks.
The next morning, while brewing coffee, Cin had suggested extending the one-night thing into a recurring incident. No real strings attached. They could both do what they liked, with whom they liked; they'd just periodically get together for drinks. A little gossip. A little action. In the light of the interminable winter, and the loneliness it sometimes brought, both women seemed to be comforted by the arrangement.
"Such a shame it's always so cold," Cin remarked, twisting blonde strands around her fingers. "You need to keep your head covered so you don't get sick. And then the people you pass have no idea what they're missing. They don't get to appreciate the gold and copper highlights the way I do."
"Nobody appreciates them the way you do," Jacqui countered with a lazy caress.
"In time. So, has he paid you any notice yet?" Cin knew better than to mention him by name, but she knew who it was who intrigued Jacqui so much.
"A little. I mean to send a drink to his table when next I see him at the Karma Bar; he likes the direct approach. I've made a gift for him, which may yet garner his attention." The jeweler smirked.
"Hmph."
It was hard for Jacqui to be certain whether Cin's jealousy was real or feigned, or a mix. "How could I forget, mon amant? I have something for you too."
"You do?" Cin arched one perfect eyebrow. "What?"
Jacqui left the bed and moved to her dressing table, opening a drawer and extracting a short gold chain with a small pendant. Delicate gold braiding surmounted a round black onyx, polished to be as smooth as glass. "I made this just for you," she said, returning and giving fastening it around Cin's neck. "Gold for moi and black for vous. A little token of...my friendship."
"Is that what you call it?" Cin asked with a smirk, putting something on Jacqui's neck as well.
Game: Ever Winter Tales
Characters: Jacqueline Durand and Cin Lovelle
Prompt: And they'll never know the gold and copper in your hair.
Author's Notes: For
blcksunaphelion, who owns Cin. There is a reference made (without name) to Garrett Nolan, the High Priest of Loki, who belongs to clez. Warning, this one has a PG-13 rating, maybe even flirts with an R rating, for adult suggestion."I do like it when you play with my hair, cheri," Jacqui commented.
It had been maybe two months since their first introduction, as weird as it had been. It wasn't every day that Jacqui was accosted by beautiful dark-haired spitfires, who dropped out of the sky -- literally -- and proposed a one-night stand. Cin hadn't exactly seemed inclined to accept no for an answer, either, even if it would have been the answer she'd received. Not that it was; Jacqui had lived in France, she was not a complete neophyte. She'd offered a maybe instead, and a counter invitation for drinks.
The next morning, while brewing coffee, Cin had suggested extending the one-night thing into a recurring incident. No real strings attached. They could both do what they liked, with whom they liked; they'd just periodically get together for drinks. A little gossip. A little action. In the light of the interminable winter, and the loneliness it sometimes brought, both women seemed to be comforted by the arrangement.
"Such a shame it's always so cold," Cin remarked, twisting blonde strands around her fingers. "You need to keep your head covered so you don't get sick. And then the people you pass have no idea what they're missing. They don't get to appreciate the gold and copper highlights the way I do."
"Nobody appreciates them the way you do," Jacqui countered with a lazy caress.
"In time. So, has he paid you any notice yet?" Cin knew better than to mention him by name, but she knew who it was who intrigued Jacqui so much.
"A little. I mean to send a drink to his table when next I see him at the Karma Bar; he likes the direct approach. I've made a gift for him, which may yet garner his attention." The jeweler smirked.
"Hmph."
It was hard for Jacqui to be certain whether Cin's jealousy was real or feigned, or a mix. "How could I forget, mon amant? I have something for you too."
"You do?" Cin arched one perfect eyebrow. "What?"
Jacqui left the bed and moved to her dressing table, opening a drawer and extracting a short gold chain with a small pendant. Delicate gold braiding surmounted a round black onyx, polished to be as smooth as glass. "I made this just for you," she said, returning and giving fastening it around Cin's neck. "Gold for moi and black for vous. A little token of...my friendship."
"Is that what you call it?" Cin asked with a smirk, putting something on Jacqui's neck as well.
