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[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

Silk Spectre III?

The best legs.

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[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[No, she's not choking on her coffee at all. It's just...hot. Too hot. She'll set it down.]

Is this a recent conclusion?

[That pleasantly blank expression? It's the only way she manages to keep from being a dead giveaway.]

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

I've absolutely given it due diligence, if that's what you're getting at. [] You can argue for someone else, but I warn you--I am an expert on this.

[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Admiring all of her clippings? I have noticed that the photographers tend to focus on the lower half.

[Her mother had warned her about that when she took up the mask. "I'm sure your father is already covering the actual danger part for me already, so I'll just tell you to look down for the photographers. At least they won't be able to get any upskirt shots."]

I'm just hurt, is all. I thought you liked mine.

[fiddlerjohnny.livejournal.com]

I think it's the boots.

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

It might be, but I'm inclined to believe the boots wouldn't be half so stunning if she didn't have the legs to support them.

[fiddlerjohnny.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs]

Haven't had the opportunity to see her bare legs so...I'll take your word for it? [Grin]

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

But only two of them, sadly.

[Doing it just to creep you out? Why, yes... probably.]

...that coffee was for my mouth, not spitting on my keyboard. Thanks a lot, you. :| <3

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[]

Unfortunate for all of us, I suppose. Are you here for Eileen?

[]

This is seeing me through a very dull essay. :| <3<3

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

[So rude. There's an unnaturally-timed gap before Isaac responds, fixing his unwavering gaze on the boy. A tarantula disappears around the back of his starched white collar.]

Not particularly, no. Is she in need of my assistance?

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[The meeting's been officially over for twenty minutes, but there's no reason not to linger over coffee and the newspaper. The little shift in the sound of the room is the sound of Adrian going entirely still for a moment before turning with terrifyingly calm movements to look at him.

It's really just a careful attempt to hide any trace of "I know something you don't know" amusement, but it makes him look rather forbidding.]

Really? I didn't know you'd made a study.

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[]

What's a young man to do, all these tantalizing images in the paper every day?

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[Adrian reaches over to pluck the paper out of Darren's reach. What, hadn't he meant to share?]

Oh, certainly, but the best? Is that an empirical conclusion, or a rather less scientific statement?

[Teasing might go on forever, and it will inevitably get worse instead of better. Those are his niece's legs Darren's going on about, after all.]

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Thumbs up, stranger. That's a sentiment she'll agree with any day of the week.]

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[] I don't understand why people even attempt to argue about it.

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Shrug, and leaning over to get a good look. Mmm, mmm. That photog has the best luck. If only she could come up against anyone close to her when on the job.

Her hands twitch absentmindedly into the beginnings of a sign before she pulls out her phone.]

Gives them something else to do other than wax poetic.

[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[No, she's not choking on her coffee at all. It's just...hot. Too hot. She'll set it down.]

Is this a recent conclusion?

[That pleasantly blank expression? It's the only way she manages to keep from being a dead giveaway.]

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

I've absolutely given it due diligence, if that's what you're getting at. [] You can argue for someone else, but I warn you--I am an expert on this.

[fiddlerjohnny.livejournal.com]

I think it's the boots.

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

It might be, but I'm inclined to believe the boots wouldn't be half so stunning if she didn't have the legs to support them.

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

But only two of them, sadly.

[Doing it just to creep you out? Why, yes... probably.]

...that coffee was for my mouth, not spitting on my keyboard. Thanks a lot, you. :| <3

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[]

Unfortunate for all of us, I suppose. Are you here for Eileen?

[]

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[The meeting's been officially over for twenty minutes, but there's no reason not to linger over coffee and the newspaper. The little shift in the sound of the room is the sound of Adrian going entirely still for a moment before turning with terrifyingly calm movements to look at him.

It's really just a careful attempt to hide any trace of "I know something you don't know" amusement, but it makes him look rather forbidding.]

Really? I didn't know you'd made a study.

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[]

What's a young man to do, all these tantalizing images in the paper every day?

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Thumbs up, stranger. That's a sentiment she'll agree with any day of the week.]

[loworhighest.livejournal.com]

[] I don't understand why people even attempt to argue about it.