do you want to get in on this (http://bedlamsbard.livejournal.com/417948.html?thread=3536284#t3536284)? because i'm nervous about touching the archenland lot.
They're scouting.
This is the part of the job that they usually don't do; Peter and Susan are better at looking elegant and at home in this sort of thing, but they're fighting again, and so Peter and Susan are scouting in the club Edmund and Lucy would usually be at. It's punishment for Susan: they're at a strip club. (Given Peter's tastes, it's probably not all that much fun for him, either, except to watch Susan's reactions. Unless he's actually got her dolled up like a stripper, and wow, that's somewhere Edmund's not going right now.)
"That's the fifth drink he's had tonight," Lucy murmurs to Edmund, taking small, carefully-spaced out sips of her own martini. "Do you think -- maybe we're making this too complicated, if we just do a little pickpocketing in the elevator --"
Edmund chews on his lip. Plan says just to do recon tonight and get the keycard later, but if he is drinking like this right now, it'll speed things up to get the keycard now, and the mark will be drunk enough not to realize he's been robbed of his keycard rather than just losing it somewhere.
"Let's try that," he says.
Three drinks later, the mark is on his way into the elevator; Edmund and Lucy leave a minute or so after he does and play the part of a mostly-drunk couple, laughing and a little too handsy, crowding into the elevator at the last moment and forcing the mark into the corner. Lucy's fingers slip into his pocket and out again before he knows it and she goes back to kissing Edmund's neck and playing with the buttons on his shirt.
They get out on the third floor, stumbling and nearly tripping, and the mark grins and says, "Y'all have a good night now," and Lucy says, "Oh, we will," and pulls Edmund down into a kiss.
They step away from each other as soon as the doors close and take the stairs down to the ground floor and out, back to their own hotel.
"That went well!" Lucy says brightly. "Now let's get sushi, I'm starving."
consolidating fic
They're scouting.
This is the part of the job that they usually don't do; Peter and Susan are better at looking elegant and at home in this sort of thing, but they're fighting again, and so Peter and Susan are scouting in the club Edmund and Lucy would usually be at. It's punishment for Susan: they're at a strip club. (Given Peter's tastes, it's probably not all that much fun for him, either, except to watch Susan's reactions. Unless he's actually got her dolled up like a stripper, and wow, that's somewhere Edmund's not going right now.)
"That's the fifth drink he's had tonight," Lucy murmurs to Edmund, taking small, carefully-spaced out sips of her own martini. "Do you think -- maybe we're making this too complicated, if we just do a little pickpocketing in the elevator --"
Edmund chews on his lip. Plan says just to do recon tonight and get the keycard later, but if he is drinking like this right now, it'll speed things up to get the keycard now, and the mark will be drunk enough not to realize he's been robbed of his keycard rather than just losing it somewhere.
"Let's try that," he says.
Three drinks later, the mark is on his way into the elevator; Edmund and Lucy leave a minute or so after he does and play the part of a mostly-drunk couple, laughing and a little too handsy, crowding into the elevator at the last moment and forcing the mark into the corner. Lucy's fingers slip into his pocket and out again before he knows it and she goes back to kissing Edmund's neck and playing with the buttons on his shirt.
They get out on the third floor, stumbling and nearly tripping, and the mark grins and says, "Y'all have a good night now," and Lucy says, "Oh, we will," and pulls Edmund down into a kiss.
They step away from each other as soon as the doors close and take the stairs down to the ground floor and out, back to their own hotel.
"That went well!" Lucy says brightly. "Now let's get sushi, I'm starving."