- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[flowerette]

[ If he ever were ported in.... ]

He is going to be ported in.

[ Her brows furrowed. ]

I'm not lying about that, Frederick. Wasn't what happened at the August Swear In proof of my ability?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I know, I know, darling.

[He kissed her cheek again, her chin, working his way down her neck.]

You have foresight. Remarkable foresight. You are right. Just -- right now, perhaps, could we not discuss Hannibal Lecter? He is something of a mood killer.

[flowerette]

You're going to have to address it. Sooner rather than later. When the porter activates, which it's slated to do any day now, he's going to show up.

[ But in spite of her insistence, Raina did cave to the comforting kisses tracing along her neck. She closed her eyes and leaned in against him. ]

We're revisiting this topic in the morning.

[slightlyoffchilt]

In the morning -- yes, dear, of course.

[At that point, Chilton would have agreed to most anything, given the mood he maintained. Tenderly, he slipped his hand back into hers, and rose to his feet hoping to lead Raina to the bedroom.]