Rendezvous || Luke & Stacey

luke-yfain:

She dodged his question, but at least her smile appeared to have gained a modicum of genuine interest. Maybe their little date tonight would amount to something after all. “Not generally. And certainly not if it holds no value for me, as I think we could all agree of being forced to take in some rebellious, teenaged stray. Just can’t be arsed,” he admitted with a shrug and a shake of his head. He didn’t mention that he had Demetri to deal with as well. Having Rae around for his little visits would be a bit of a mood killer.

He turned the question back on her. “Would you rather I were?” She didn’t seem disappointed but he’d rarely heard women cite his lack of commitment among his better qualities. Or his miserable track record with fidelity. He was much too selfish and impulsive to do well with either. Luke added curiously, “And what else have you got in your notes about me? A name? Good eyebrows?” He laughed. “All I’ve got on you is a big question mark. Oh, and ‘thinks really hard about ordering drinks,’” he added with a playful smirk.

She laughed a long with him, relaxing a bit. Why shouldn’t she? This was all in good fun. Maybe that’s what she wanted to get out of him. Some fun. It had been a while since she had really indulged in anything remotely related to amusement. It was about time that she treated herself. “What is commitment among demons. I don’t believe the word even truly exists in our vocabulary. In my opinion, we have understandings.” Their drinks were delivered to the table but neither of them really paid any attention to the waiter. They were getting somewhere in their conversation and that was much interesting than any human. Stacey lifted her drink to her lips and drank from it before answering him. “Is that all you noticed about me? I don’t know if I should find that worrisome or refreshing.” She found herself smiling again as she set her drink back down. “Call me, Stacey.”

Rendezvous || Luke & Stacey

luke-yfain:

The woman’s brows furrowed as she looked over the menu. Either she was very concerned about selecting the appropriate drink or there was something else on her mind. Luke looked on with mild amusement. She sounded rather bitter about the thing with Rae. Or maybe it was that he had forgotten to ask her name then. Either way, he remained generally unfazed. When she explained that they might not see each other again, all he heard was, ‘one night stand, doesn’t do breakfasts.’ He agreed happily.

The waiter seemed rather taken aback by the woman’s boldness when she ordered for Luke. He, himself, was surprised too but for a different reason. Pulling his still mostly full whiskey out from behind the table settings which he guessed obscured it from her view, he waved it in the waiter’s direction. “Two drinks, lucky me,” he proclaimed with a shrug and a hike of his eyebrows before taking swig from his glass. “You heard the lady. Off you pop.” He made a shooing gesture at the waiter who was still staring at the couple dumbly.

With him gone, Luke turned his attention back to Jane Doe. “So did you ever find your lost, little pet? Mine turned out to not be any trouble at all. Told her to skedaddle, haven’t seen her since. Worked out for both of us, I’d imagine.”

Stacey was not bitter, she was just generally emotionally with most of her comments and took to a monotone voice. She wasn’t ever one to be emotionally invested in much of anything. Stacy didn’t see the point. Usually, once she had obtained what she wanted she didn’t see the need for anything else aside from that. She just couldn’t figure out what she wanted from this man, it didn’t seem like he could give her much. Stacy leaned forward in her seat to look at the half emptied glass Luke had already ordered. She sat back watching him quip and drink from it then promptly shoo the waiter away to his task. A little smile hang on her lips as she got comfortable in her seat, crossing on leg over the other and seating her arms on the armrests of the chair. ”You’re not really one for commitments, are you? Another thing I’ll have to make note about.” Her head rolled to the other side as her smile became more amused, she studied her company with piqued interest.

Rendezvous || Luke & Stacey

luke-yfain:

stacey-blyth:

The blonde looked herself over in the mirror her fact exhibited a mild confusion. she wasn’t really one to ‘dress up’ and it took some time for her to feel comfortable in a dress, hell to feel comfortable with her own beauty. Stacey was aware that her shell was something of a looker but she did not take in account that she might actually be attractive. She hadn’t really prepared herself for the attention was receiving from her male counterparts. Humans were different for her form was just another ploy she would use to ensnare them into deals or even into the Nox. Stacey greatly enjoyed the little dance between herself and the humans. The way they would practically fall to her feet at the bat of her eyelash. The ones that tried to play hard to get were even more amusing. They actually thought it was they that held all the powers.

She stepped out of her suite and made her way to the club on the side of the Hotel. Stacey passed several men even some when who gawked at her, confirming her choice of attire. Though she didn’t give any one of them the time of day and walked past them as if they simply did not exist. Truly, they didn’t in her eyes. The club was a little loud but in full swing by the time she had arrived. Her eyes scanned the room until she picked out the lone hand raised and waving in her direction. Offering only a small smile as she made her way over to nodded her greeting and took a seat opposite her companion for the evening. “I’m impressed,” She said rather flatly though her smile remained. “You made it earlier than expected and managed to get a good table. Bravo.”

She looked amazing, skin-tight dress hugging her curves, but Luke was less impressed than the gawking men whom she passed by. Beautiful women were a dime a dozen, especially here and especially among demons who chose their human forms to mimic the perfection they always arrogantly assumed they were. They expected you to fall all over them, to be worshiped and waited on and revered. It was something Luke couldn’t comprehend. They were never anything special. There was this phrase he had, “boring pretty.” Fine for a fuck but not worth any trouble. He was still undecided on which side of it Stacey stood.

She played it cool, spouting something that was either underwhelming or backhanded depending on her intent. “Yeah, I’m occasionally moderately competent at tasks of little difficulty,” he responded jokingly as he slid a drinks menu across the table to her with his index finger. “It occurs to me that I was too busy trying to pawn my new lodger off on you to actually get your name. I’m Luke and you would be?,” he asked offering her a smile.

“Moderately competent, I’ll have to remember that.” She picked up the menu he pushed over in her direction. Stacey leafed through the menu glancing at it’s glossy pages and elegant fonts. None of these drinks would ever get her drunk, not just one cup. That was a sad fact of being a demon, but maybe it was a blessing in disguise. Stacey didn’t like not being in control, especially in the presence an unfamiliar person. She had yet to figure out if Luke would a a friend or a foe. She glanced up at him with a congenial smile while he spoke about introductions. “You didn’t seem to care about my identity when you were…’pawning off your new lodger’ to me earlier. Why do you care now? We may never meet after this rendezvouz, so if it’s all the same to you I’ll keep my air of mystery. Thanks.”

Stacy looked down at the menu just as the waiter was coming by their table. The waiter greeted them then asked if they were ready to order. “I’ll have a vodka tonic with a twist of lime.” Stacy was about to pass on the menu to Luke but a thought crossed her mind and she couldn’t resist toying with him a bit. She laid the menu on the table and sat back in her chair with her eyes focused on Luke. “He’ll have the same.” The waiter, obviously human, stuck around for a bit before leaving them to place their orders.