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Mistress Raven was a little cranky tonight, both due to Merlin's failure to show up for his punishment and that hottie Hannibal being such a mama's boy. But at least she'd scored another appointment for tonight, and she'd take out that frustration on him. With a whip.


[For continuity (in my soap opera? It's less common than you think), Joan's visit is last of the night.]

Date: 2009-12-07 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
After mourning himself with a lot of expensive booze, GOB was feeling pretty good. Good enough that he made it to his appointment on time and with a smile on his face.

"Hey..." he realized that he didn't catch the girl's name. "You... In the outfit from the bar. I'm here!"

Date: 2009-12-07 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Whatever you say, Mistress," GOB said. "So, do I take my pants off right away, or does that come a little later?"

Date: 2009-12-07 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
Maybe this was a little more hardcore than GOB was expecting but he was too drunk to really focus on that. He took his shirt off and gave Raven a bright smile.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
GOB kneeled and tried to come up with a good list of things. "I've made huge mistakes. I've made illegal business deals, shacked up with my nephews girlfriend, abandoned my son to the Mounties, had a couple annulments and married a woman whose name I didn't know, tried to sleep with my brother's girlfriend, tried to hook up with my sister when I found out she was adopted..."

Nearly all of that was canon.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"That's why I'm here," GOB concurred. After a moment, he hastily added, "Mistress Raven."

This wasn't exactly the first time he'd been with a dominatrix. He remembered that they liked it when you used their name as punctuation. He just didn't remember it right away.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Farmville? No clue," GOB said.

That wasn't what she was asking, GOB.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Oh. That's what you meant. I understand, Mistress," GOB said.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Are you kidding? Of course I am, Mistress! Come on!" GOB said.

He had to get a catchphrase in.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Ow!" GOB called out. "That stings."

Which was the point.

Date: 2009-12-07 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
GOB didn't say anything this time, but he did grunt a little. At the moment, he was really grateful he drank so much before coming here. If he weren't drunk, this might hurt a bit more.

Date: 2009-12-07 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
"Yes, Mistress?" GOB tried. He figured he had a fifty-fifty shot at the right answer, or else it was going to be a long night. Actually, it might still be a long night even if it was the right answer. He had no clue.

[OOC: Night!]

Date: 2009-12-07 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
Joan had uncovered her evil twin's diabolical scheme to take over the island and needed some support. Father Ned was busy with the wedding of Tony Stark-Bass, so she went searching town for her best friend, the only person who truly understood her, Rachel.

Somehow she ended up in the back room of 'Dite's shop and gasped in shock at the sight that greeted her.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
"R-R-Rachel?" Joan asked, staring at her leather-clad friend. "What are you... why are you... I..."

She realized that this was an extremely unholy place and did the sign of the cross before muttering a Hail Mary under her breath.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
Finishing her fervent prayer, Joan closed her eyes, willing away the image of Rachel in black leather and the feelings that brought up inside her.

"What is it?"

Date: 2009-12-07 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
"But... but... it's so wrong," Joan said, unable to tear her eyes away from the way the leather clung to Rachel's body.

Date: 2009-12-07 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
Joan took a hesitant step towards her friend. "You should have told me," she said, reaching out to touch Rachel's shoulder. "I would have tried to help you find another way to come up with the money."

Date: 2009-12-07 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
"But you're my best friend," Joan said. "And I... care about you."

Funny thing was her hand was still on Rachel's shoulder.

Date: 2009-12-07 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
"I could never hate you," Joan assured her.

Date: 2009-12-07 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
Joan hugged her tight, trying to ignore how her friend's body felt pressed against hers like that.

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