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trans_92009-11-11 02:21 am
imperious_lex) wrote in trans_92009-11-11 02:21 am
Entry tags:
- !location: the lounge,
- !status: open,
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Ten Forward
Not too long after his introduction to the rest of the crew, Lex slipped away to head back to the Lounge area. That particular part of the ship had been his main workspace for several months now. He knew he would have to share that space one day, and he was certainly prepared for it.
Lex was, at the end of the day, a businessman. As any good businessman would tell you, the biggest deals are never negotiated in the board room. They're done on the golf course, the tennis courts, but more often than not, in the smoke filled backroom of a high end bar. Alcohol was always good for soothing frayed nerves, loosening tongues, and getting people to agree on things they normally wouldn't.
And now Lex had his own bar to conduct business. Actually, he had his own bar and lounge as a business now. Yes, a business. That meant that the booze and smokes that he had were not free anymore.
This is Lex Luthor here, did you think he'd give away all his booze for nothing?
Luckily, he was aware that people are running low on cash, but money isn't the only thing of value around here. His asking price was simple. He'd make any drink you want, even non-alcoholic ones (and given that he had spent some time mixing and matching liquor and juices from different universes, he can mix dozens drinks you never even thought of), and all you have to do...
"So, tell me about yourself."
...is have a conversation with him.
Lex was, at the end of the day, a businessman. As any good businessman would tell you, the biggest deals are never negotiated in the board room. They're done on the golf course, the tennis courts, but more often than not, in the smoke filled backroom of a high end bar. Alcohol was always good for soothing frayed nerves, loosening tongues, and getting people to agree on things they normally wouldn't.
And now Lex had his own bar to conduct business. Actually, he had his own bar and lounge as a business now. Yes, a business. That meant that the booze and smokes that he had were not free anymore.
This is Lex Luthor here, did you think he'd give away all his booze for nothing?
Luckily, he was aware that people are running low on cash, but money isn't the only thing of value around here. His asking price was simple. He'd make any drink you want, even non-alcoholic ones (and given that he had spent some time mixing and matching liquor and juices from different universes, he can mix dozens drinks you never even thought of), and all you have to do...
"So, tell me about yourself."
...is have a conversation with him.
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She took another sip of her water. "Why do you do something that brings you no enjoyment? Why don't you focus on the things you do enjoy?"
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"Open minded about what things?"
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"All sorts of things. Differences between people mainly."
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"Considering you can get into people's heads, you'd realize that they're mostly the same. How many straight men have you met who didn't start imagining you naked within five minutes of talking to you?"
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Be glad she's not checking to see if you are! She's trying to be polite.
"Are you?" She asks, turning the question around on him. Seriously though, what is up with guys always picturing her naked?
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"You're an attractive woman," he admitted. "But you're not my type."
Lex has more important things to think about. He can keep his libido under control. Usually.
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Way to go Lex, she was starting to think you weren't such a jerk, she's starting to think so again.
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"You need to work on that sense of humor, otherwise you might go crazy."
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She sighs and takes another sip of her water. "Oh really and what else do you think I need to work on?" She's eing a little flippant, but really, she doesn't care.
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"When was the last time you bothered to treat yourself to what few amenities this ship has?"
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"Well not often. It's hard to think about yourself when there are people getting hurt on this thing all the time." she finally says honestly. Besides, working kept her from thinking about her loved ones and how she'd more than likely never see them again.
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Really, Jean, your lack of selfishness is quite a puzzling concept to him. It's highly illogical.
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