Entry tags:
- auggie anderson,
- ava ballantyne,
- claudius,
- emily thorne,
- erica reyes,
- guinevere "gwen",
- ianto jones,
- irene adler (2009),
- jaye rinnark,
- john blake,
- merlin,
- mike ross,
- mr. gold (rumplestiltskin),
- nathan young,
- neal caffrey,
- rachel zane,
- robb stark,
- sara harrington,
- sarah walker,
- sebastian moran (d'urbervilles)
( 11 ) text + video ♧ adrenaline moving through my veins spotlight on me and i'm ready to break
"The cure for boredom is curiosity.
There is no cure for curiosity."
[ neal's not quite back to his fighting weight, but he looks a whole lot better (and a whole lot less crazy, natch) than his last network outing.
he's also fussing with the cuffs on his devore, because you never go to battle without your best armor, right?
metaphorical, of course. ]
Wise words from a wise lady. [ and now with a slowy flip, he sets a fedora on his head and gives the camera a smile that's lovely lovely lovely and just a bit barbed. ] Résumé seemed apt, too, but a little dark given the occasion.
So, how was the month off, Tranquility? --and welcome to the new additions, of course. Watch out for Kardashians.
[ neal stop telling the ren faire kardashians are a horrible demon from your world, son, it's not as funny as you think.
also: one more hat flip because he can and we're out, tq. welcome back to the airwaves. ]
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[ she exhales. ]
Sorry, Mike Ross can be -- well, you know him.
Then flirt outrageously. [ wait, split-second answer. ] Eventually. [ she'll quietly smile. she misses this kind of attention that isn't wrapped in the Mike Ross package and yet here he is, butting his head in. ]
You know Swahili? [ god, Rachel, you're the girl that shot Mike Ross down in an instant. great. you already hit on me. we got that out of the way. yet, Neal Caffrey is not Mike Ross. ]
So, your name is Neal Caffrey. Rachel Zane. Foodie, if you couldn't already tell. And paralegal.
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...he seems nice. A little, uh-- I'll go with young? But I do like him.
Now we're in business. Are you a Neruda fan, or should I stick with something more classic-- Keats is a little over the top for an immediate attraction, but I get the sense you could use a little over the top.
[ neal's an amazing date and a horrible boyfriend. you're getting the best stuff-- okay, half the best stuff-- and none of the drama, this way. call it a win and do not ever date him, hon. it ends bad.
his penis is poison. ]
I do-- I wouldn't call myself able to impersonate a local, but it's gotten me through a few tight spots. [ neal is what happens if mike and harvey mate
and make a baby
and that baby is like twenty times as pretentious as either of them.
also it wears nice hats. ]
It is, yes-- and it's Neal Caffrey, currently unemployed via space kidnapping. Pleasure's mine, Rachel Zane, foodie paralegal.
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He is a toddler.
Give me over the top, it's easier to help dial down, Neal.
And you can tango.
And before the space kidnapping? Were you a food critic?
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Ouch. I won't ask.
...not quite, no. I did a few stints as a chef, though.
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[ Don't ask. ]
Only a few?
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...not so much a career choice as a diversion.
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Was your friend stealing from the guests? [ because no reason to create a chef restaurant diversion. maybe it was a diversion from his life ]
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he's not joking. ]
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What's your specialty?
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[ because god, he's just so good at so many kinds of crime this fucking guy. ]
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