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*Breathe, Star. You know Brat and I will do what we can to protect you.
Glad somebody will, I don't trust anyone else.
Good to know you trust me.
I don't.

Are the Russians really trustworthy, Ghost?
I thought so. Until they threatened your life to get what they wanted.
How did they know about me?
That's another conversation.
So why tell Icy and Kat they are?
Because they don't know when I'm there, Star. I can eavesdrop anytime I want. And what I hear tells me they only want to get this L. Plus they argue a lot about pissing me and Brat off. Brat, well there's that half-demon thing, and me, well... they'd hate to loose my services.*

-As soon as dame enters her room at the JD again, she is practically throwing clothes off. In a half naked state, she starts to methodically hang up the christmas lights around the room to set a soft, low light ambiance. Romantic, yet edgy. They might not flicker like candles, but they will give the same soft effect. And the whites are bright enough to give enough light. dame hangs the white strand over the bed, going across the whole wall, it being double the length of the others, and arches it down at different intervals. She connects the pinkish-purple ones and the multicoloured ones to the different ends of the whites, draping them along opposite walls of each other. Once she is finished, she stands back and turns the lights off, plugging them in. biggrin -

-dame grins satisfied and picks up her discarded clothes, tossing them into the laundry room. dame finishes disrobing and grabs the jewelry box from the bed, heading into the bathroom to wash off and freshen up. She plans on being poised on the bed when he walks in the door... twisted blaugh whee -

-pulling into his space, he parks and turns his bike off, removing his lid and securing it to his bike. Feeling his phone buzz in his pocket, he takes it out and sees a missed text from dame. Reading it, he laughs, seeing he'd made it just in time and she found his surprise. Figuring between the time it took to get the food and make it from the restaurant there, more than enough time had passed and he was able to come in. Unhooking the food and beverages from the back of his bike, he does the security scans and walks down the corridor to her door, grinning like a madman. He couldn't wait to see what she'd chosen to wear and how good he knew she'd look in it. Knocking on the door, he waited for her to answer-

*Kat speaks up, letting Lily/Ghost know that her partners name is Kaoru Takeshi and has been under L's power for years. He's the reason she made it out alive and free with her life and now he's ready to reclaim his own life and be free of her. This is his reasoning for wanting to meet with the Russians, and he's here under the circumstance of either eliminating dame or bringing Flame back to L, which is all a ruse to bring dame back to her anyway. So if Ivan is indeed interested and this can bring them all to a common ground, then it would be in their best interest to have a meeting with him set up asap, before L comes looking for Kaoru and the rest of them*

So can you do that for us Ghost? Can you have a meeting set up between Ivan, Kaoru, Kat, Brat and I? We're on a tight schedule and we're way off our timeline. I'm actually surprised L hasn't sent anyone else here to shake s**t up since Kaoru has yet to finish his task. The quicker we get this done, the quicker everyone can take care of their own personal agenda.

Ghost thinks she can get the message to Ivan. Will tomorrow night work?

*Do I have to be here, too?
I have means of somewhat communicating with Ivan and some of his men, but not so much with the others. But if Brat's here, she thought-speaks so, no, you don't.
I'd rather not. I'm just a regular person, Ghost. I'm not cut out to be tough like the rest of you. No, I'm not really cut out to be happy little cheerleader either, though it would have been nice if Brat had realized that before she used magic from that stupid foster witch of hers.
She should have known that crazy old hag never got anything right. Leaves us in the s**t though, don't it.*

-hearing dames response, he opens the door, unable to tone down the smile on his face. That is until he sees the condition of the room and dame in bed, the scent of apples assaulting his senses. Looking around, his smile turned into a look of awe and appreciation, landing on dames frame in bed. Chuckling a bit at the fan she was using to cover up, he saw the way she sparkled under the soft lighting she'd provided. He knew the jewelry would look good on her, but he had no idea -how- good it would look.

Eyes trained on her, he walks towards her methodically, placing the food and drinks on the nightstand. Wicked smile returning, he slowly lifted his hand to her fan, gently lowering it and then removing it from her hand. He watched her for a few minutes, glad he went with the Amethyst setting, which at first he felt would be lost amongst her purple hair, but they stand alone and complement each other well, radiant against her skin. Leaning down, he inhales her scent, getting heady and placing a kiss to her forehead-

It's amazing what you can do in twenty minutes. So, I take it you like your gifts?