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[foundjuanting]

[SO AFTER THAT WICKED PARTY there's one dude who's just taken a very long ride, and now is trying to get pretty damn drunk]

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[sharpasafawkes]

I'm quite taken, thank you.

From here it's just quite a lot of unlacing. Luckily it's mostly down the back so once that's done you'll hopefully be able to slip out of it, unless you've got anything on underneath it.

[hench_wench]

I'm not even interested. Don't get a big head.

[Feeling around her back for laces :|]

[sharpasafawkes]

[SO MUCH LACES]

[hench_wench]

This takes foreverrrr.

[sharpasafawkes]

Yes, generally. It was sort of the point if you had more money then you really should have. Show it all off in downright uncomfortable ways, what else were you supposed to do with it, feed the poor?

[hench_wench]

Who has time for charity when it takes three hours to just change your darn clothes?

[sharpasafawkes]

Convenient how that all works out, yeah?

Don't worry, it's only about two hours... without hair or underclothes.

[hench_wench]

Oh my god. Are we close? Because I am about ready to get the scissors.

[sharpasafawkes]

Do you really want to make a mess of these laces? They're antiques.

[hench_wench]

[Grumble grumble HFFF FINE UGH]

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh don't make such a fuss, I'm sure it'll...

-Erm, yeah it. It might be a bit actually.

[hench_wench]

[Whiiiiiiiiine]

[She'll just get increasingly fidgety until this is over]

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh god fine, no need to whinge on about it.

[just a moment, and then rip, laces all properly cut]

[hench_wench]

[Out of that dress SO FAST]

Thank you! I totally owe you an undressing.

[sharpasafawkes]

[putting back a pretty sharp looking knife]

I think I'll pass thanks, though I won't pass up someone nicking me a bit of leftovers from the party.

1/2

[hench_wench]

We'll see.

[HARLEY, OUT]

[hench_wench]

[Barges back into Juan's room, slaps the bottom of his cup so it splashes up into his face, grabs the wine bottle and leaves. COULD'VE HAD IT ALL, BUT YOU HAD TO GET A SMART MOUTH]

[foundjuanting]

[I can be a good ??? and not laugh until you're gone.

Really.

Really really.]

[hench_wench]

[Now she is actually mad, good job ???.]

[Comes back and grabs a fistful of his hair and twists, hard, so that it hurts.]

Well go on. Laugh.

[foundjuanting]

[Yeah that laugh dies off rather quickly in the throat, thank you very much.]

[hench_wench]

Ohh, what's wrong? Isn't it funny?

[foundjuanting]

...Yes. But perhaps it is the wrong response.

[hench_wench]

[Adding a second hand and using that grip on his hair to force him on his knees]

Perhaps.

[foundjuanting]

[NOT HELPING THIS BUDDING AUTASSASSINOPHILIA, HARLEY]

At this particular juncture.

[hench_wench]

[Yanks his head back and stares him down]

Juan.