On the subject of teasing.

[illbebach]

Yes, it is fun isn't it? Creating this - dare I say - Wilde goose chase, riddling him in circles. I like a woman who can spin a tale, how satisfying that you should already know that.

Oh dear, did I just give a hint away? Whoopsie.

You're baiting him. We're baiting him. I think I might be enjoying this quite deeply.

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[illbebach]

Oh you.

[phobic]

Don't worry. It's not my affair--he's only a diversion, really.

I respect these sorts of property rights.

[illbebach]

Finally. Someone realizes that I've my proper ownership.

[phobic]

Your claim's staked wide and bold for all to see, across all the universes. You did what no one else could.

You brought him down, and low, and desperate. Preyed on his fears.

It's delicious.

[illbebach]

Pissed you off, did he?

[phobic]

Perhaps I take a special pleasure in watching the suffering of people who think they can enforce and chain the abnormal, the atypical--the best of their society.

Perhaps he did.

[illbebach]

Details. I'll set the kettle.

[phobic]

Oh, that's bold.

You think just because I like you I'll put out on the first date?

[illbebach]

Yes.

[phobic]

Keep charming, James.

...I really wouldn't say no to tea.

[illbebach]

Erudite, self-possessed, vindictive.

Let me guess, Earl Grey?

[phobic]

Black. Thank you.

[damn suddenly this seems more dangerous.]

That's apt, how quickly you take the measure of a man. I wonder what it is exactly about him that captivates. Little shards of yourself, perhaps?

[illbebach]

Mirrors are such handsome things.