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[howheendures]

If you're willing to ignore that than I'm willing to forgive you.

[It's said as a joke.]

[major_rawne]

I'm quite willing to ignore it. For a price.

[He says it jokingly, as well.]

[howheendures]

I'm sure we can think of something.

[major_rawne]

I can think of several somethings.

[howheendures]

Why don't I come over and we can see if we're thinking along the same lines.

[major_rawne]

The door's unlocked.

[howheendures]

It never takes Armand long to reach Rawne's door. It's not exactly that big of a ship, even if it's large enough not to feel immediately claustrophobic. He looks like he's in a good mood, but he generally does, when he sees Rawne.

Everything is easier that way.

"I'll take that as an invitation," he says as he enters the cabin. Teasing, because he knows it was.

[major_rawne]

"It was meant as one." Rawne's lying on his bed, fully clothed, but his boots are off. He's about as casual as he gets outside of sex.

[howheendures]

"What if I was unable to enter a room without formal invitation?" He sits down on the end of Rawne's bed. He finds that bit of 'vampire lore' particularly amusing.

[major_rawne]

Rawne sits up and pulls his shirt off. "Then I'd get up and invite you in."