you are a tall glass, a blast from the past

[selfconducts]

WHO: BAAL and INANNA and PERSEPHONE
WHERE: De Chima
WHEN: Friday night before the Swear-In (backdated)
WHAT: Baal belatedly celebrates his election success with his two favorite people.
WARNINGS: Possible Wicked + the Divine spoilers, canon typical mentions/references to violence and/or death, and probable sexual content and/or discussion thereof. Anything else, will ETA as necessary!


[ In typical fashion, while Baal's intentions are not entirely removed from whatever it is Inanna and Persephone are probably both imagining based on this invitation, he is definitely underestimating the vibe he's given tonight's intimate little party. The truth is, he still doesn't know how he feels about being faced with the reality of both his (ex-)lovers being here, alive and well and very much interested in-- well, something.

Picking up where they left off, maybe, as far as Inanna's concerned, and with Persephone... for Baal that one's a little fresher, but easy enough to mentally separate for the time being. He still looks at her and remembers what it was like to look at Laura, and there's something nostalgic and bittersweet about that. He doesn't know what he wants, really, but he does know he would hate to lose either of them for good again. Whatever that ends up meaning, whatever ends up making the most sense, be it as friends or as lovers or as both-- because he imagines both of them would still require any relationship that might develop to be an open one.

But Baal's much more willing now to find a way to make that work. It's not a deal-breaker, anyway, but he's intentionally not setting himself up with any particular expectations. This is a good start, though; champagne for three in his De Chima office, which has already luxuriously been decorated with picture windows, a black marble desk, deep red guest seating, embedded marble bookcases, and two white couches. The champagne (on ice) and three flutes for it rest on a tray on the desk, ready for company. Ready for anything. ]

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[purple_reign]

[ It should come as a surprise to no one that Inanna is eager and excited for this date—outing? Is it just a friendly get together? There's some small part of them that wonders if it might be; Baal is certainly sweet enough to plan it that way. But on the other hand...they also know full well what a romantic the man can be, and it's been impossible to miss the tension between them since Baal arrived.

Inanna arrives in their trademark cloud of stardust, the glimmer fading out slowly as it drifts towards the floor. They've come dressed to take no prisoners tonight; the neckline of their shirt plunging down into the waistband of their paints, eyeliner on point, a dark, purple toned eyeshadow with just a hint of shimmer to it. One arm is draped around Laura's waist, and they must have come in a rush because she is still mid-sentence as they fade into view. ]

Baal. You're looking as impressive as ever.

[pummelgranite]

[ Laura is in an uncharacteristically sweet mini dress. Her hair is completely free, big and glorious. She also still has her T.V. clicker in her hand. ]

- go whenever you're-

[ She has even less of an idea what this will be than Inanna. There's something between her and Baal now, something that wasn't quite between them before. It's both a tension and a tenderness, and she's not sure where it comes from. Just their time apart? Her murder? Something that will happen (has happened) in all the months she's missing? She's almost afraid of the answer.

But this is Baal. Her favorite, her crush, now maybe her leader? She likes the rhythm they have together, she likes him. So let's see where this goes. ]

Uh. Hi.

[selfconducts]

[ Baal generally knows better than to expect anything short of spectacle from either of them, but it still surprises him slightly when they make their grand, abrupt entrance-- thankfully not enough to cause him to spill any champagne.

He smiles in greeting, but it's a moment before he crosses the room to give either of them the glasses he's holding; god, they look stunning. No surprise there either, but Baal can't help but take a few seconds to admire the sight, no matter that seeing the two of them together brings up both very warm and very complicated feelings. ]

So do you. [ In terms of looking impressive. ] Both of you.

[ And as he offers them their drinks: ]

Here. If you're thirsty.

[purple_reign]

[ Right to drinks? Inanna likes where this is going already. They're expecting some tension, honestly. A little awkward fumbling from Baal and Persephone while they feel out just how this is all going to work, so it's easy to miss any of the actual lingering reservations about this.

They take the offered drink and sip delicately at it with a faint hum. ]

That's not all I'm thirsty for.

[ And, since Inanna is so sure uncertainty is all that's at play here, maybe this little nudge in the right direction will help things along. ]