Hmm. [Those two... Well, Daud is just that attractive, probably. What would he do in mirrors besides brood? And Delilah... Even giving her this much satisfaction bothers the Outsider on a purely bitter level.]
Vera Moray. She always did want to look her best. [For... him, personally... never mind that. It takes him a moment before he realizes what's going on with the jacket, standing and moving to stand in front of Corvo. Sure, do this gay thing, that's cool.]
Why do I feel like I should know that name...? [Corvo felt like he should know this, but he hadn't much time for history lessons during... everything. It just so happened it only came up when he was fighting off the plague or being turned to stone.
He does take gay thing though, going to pull it back on him one arm at a time. All this manhandling.] Perhaps there will be a little vanity at the Duke's party. Soon.
[This is an acceptable amount of manhandling, worry not. The Outsider tugs it forward so it sits properly on his shoulders, then waits expectantly for Corvo to do up the buttons for him. Since he likes doing that so much.]
And I'm sure you will be the belle of the ball. [lol........] Be sure to tell me all about it.
[Now he brushes past Corvo, heedless of how buttoned up he is because he can't hold still, and adds as an afterthought,] Granny Rags, by the way. The lovely Lady Moray.
[There he goes, he's gone. No, he'll only wander as far as the window, then turn to face Corvo again. Is that... a hint of jealousy???]
No, not in the way you're thinking. Many men fell over themselves to gain the briefest glance of Vera Moray's attention, and although her eyes clouded shut for her devotion, I cannot claim to be interested in a blind woman wasting away in her desperation.
[Things we're reviewing: he doesn't like them needy.]
But you danced, and had parties greater than the Boyle's. [Corvo might have remembered out of that hint of jealousy, but also... He wasn't forgetting that meeting anytime soon. God, he wished he could.]
I guess I will have to hold off on going insane, lest history repeat itself. [He shuddered, flattening his vest and taking up the folded sword. All set, he takes great strides to cross the room. He took the Outsider's collar, but it was just to pull him up into one last kiss for his visit.] Or blind, because I'd like to see you later.
I can dance with whoever I like. [Is he being petulant... a little, but he's smirking slightly all the same. It's not really anyone's fault that Vera Moray couldn't handle his gifts as well as she—and he—thought; unfortunate, surely, but when her mind went, so did the parties.
No one else remembers them, anyway.
His eyebrows raise in surprise when Corvo quite literally pulls him up into a kiss but he responds in kind, one hand sliding to the back of Corvo's neck to hold himself there for a moment longer.] Later.
[Corvo stills none-the-less, a hand resting on the Outsider's waist. It's not like he really wanted to leave, anyway, so he'll lean forward to kiss him again. And again. Maybe a third time...]
[Oh yes, because Corvo has been in such a rush to get out and go meet with Overseers... The Outsider hums, his other arm coming up to rest draped over Corvo's shoulder as he leans his whole body closer.]
The Empress will undoubtedly notice. [Just saying... if this is secret tryst is supposed to be an ongoing secret, him showing up to dance gives it away to a whopping one person. Just checking what the limit is here.]
And she'll have many questions. All of which I'll answer. [Was he all that up to it? Not really. He'll still do it. Emily was going to have a wild time.] She's been hinting I need get back out, anyhow.
[This is... probably not what she meant by it, but details.] Just one night. So I don't bore you.
[This is definitely not what she meant. The Outsider knows this, they both know this, there is no denying that Emily is in for a very strange evening.
But right now it's the very early morning, and the Outsider runs his fingers through Corvo's hair as he hums, kissing the corner of his mouth.]
It won't be just one. [No matter how this is interpreted, at least one of them is needier than he's willing to admit. That's fine.] Then... I will be waiting with interest.
[Oho. Corvo smirks at that, but he won't try and decipher who he's implying. Instead he leans to press his head against the Outsider's, taking a deep breath like this feeling will last through the day. It won't, but he wishes.]
I won't leave you waiting long, then. [And with that hushed promise, he withdrew and turned away. He touched his lips as he was walking out the door, a smile still across them.]
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Vera Moray. She always did want to look her best. [For... him, personally... never mind that. It takes him a moment before he realizes what's going on with the jacket, standing and moving to stand in front of Corvo. Sure, do this gay thing, that's cool.]
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He does take gay thing though, going to pull it back on him one arm at a time. All this manhandling.] Perhaps there will be a little vanity at the Duke's party. Soon.
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And I'm sure you will be the belle of the ball. [lol........] Be sure to tell me all about it.
[Now he brushes past Corvo, heedless of how buttoned up he is because he can't hold still, and adds as an afterthought,] Granny Rags, by the way. The lovely Lady Moray.
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Well, it lasted like, two seconds. Granny Rags.] She must have let herself go long before I met her.
[He paused.] Another favorite of yours?
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No, not in the way you're thinking. Many men fell over themselves to gain the briefest glance of Vera Moray's attention, and although her eyes clouded shut for her devotion, I cannot claim to be interested in a blind woman wasting away in her desperation.
[Things we're reviewing: he doesn't like them needy.]
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I guess I will have to hold off on going insane, lest history repeat itself. [He shuddered, flattening his vest and taking up the folded sword. All set, he takes great strides to cross the room. He took the Outsider's collar, but it was just to pull him up into one last kiss for his visit.] Or blind, because I'd like to see you later.
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No one else remembers them, anyway.
His eyebrows raise in surprise when Corvo quite literally pulls him up into a kiss but he responds in kind, one hand sliding to the back of Corvo's neck to hold himself there for a moment longer.] Later.
[Give him a second... ah.]
You're trying to convince me to dance again.
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[Corvo stills none-the-less, a hand resting on the Outsider's waist. It's not like he really wanted to leave, anyway, so he'll lean forward to kiss him again. And again. Maybe a third time...]
... But perhaps I am.
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The Empress will undoubtedly notice. [Just saying... if this is secret tryst is supposed to be an ongoing secret, him showing up to dance gives it away to a whopping one person. Just checking what the limit is here.]
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[This is... probably not what she meant by it, but details.] Just one night. So I don't bore you.
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But right now it's the very early morning, and the Outsider runs his fingers through Corvo's hair as he hums, kissing the corner of his mouth.]
It won't be just one. [No matter how this is interpreted, at least one of them is needier than he's willing to admit. That's fine.] Then... I will be waiting with interest.
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I won't leave you waiting long, then. [And with that hushed promise, he withdrew and turned away. He touched his lips as he was walking out the door, a smile still across them.]