[For Vax] An Informal Engagement

[st_illunsmeared]

The phone line went dead without so much as a goodbye, and Phryne laughed smokily. She already liked the young man, but to find he dispensed with stuffy proprieties was simply delightful. Almost certainly, he had no idea he'd done so, but the lack of pretension was refreshing. She planned to enjoy his company immensely.

A quick call to Dot added pastry to the fruit and cheese she'd already been nibbling on, and a coffee and tea service to the champagne she had chilling, but beyond that, Phryne left the room as it was--not quite the whirlwind that Dot had first encountered with stockings on the chandeliers and Mary Janes on the bureau, but certainly not especially tidy.

Her person required a bit more straightening than the room. Telephone flirtation aside, Phryne had very little thought to entertain Vax'ildan in a room Jack frequented. Best then not to encourage it by receiving him in deshabille. Without Mr. Butler to hold him off, she chose a simple outfit of white on white with red accents and red lipstick that left her enough time to make up her eyes, unlock and prop open the door, and then flop back onto the couch with a book to await her guest.

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[st_abby]

It struck Vax'ildan as similarly quirky that Phryne had left her door open wide for him, when he found her room some short while later. He stood just beyond her doorway as dark and uncannily silent as a shadow while she read, taking in her chic appearance and then the contrast of the loosely assembled room. He then turned his attention back to her with the first of a smile at his lips.

"My Honorable Lady Fisher," Vax gave his best (which was also his worst) impression of Percy enjoying his formalities, making a nevertheless graceful courtly bow. "Vax'ildan of Exandria, at your service."