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[poisoninmypocket]

He said he was an outlaw named Star-Lord, so I imagine it must be some sort of space business.

[He tuts again.]

There do seem to be rather a lot of new people of late. Not that I would complain about such a thing. Ms. Harley's been absolutely charming. I'm certain others might be, as well. I have my doubts about this Mr. Quill fellow, though.

[bywolves]

[ His lips twitch a little. ]

Ecks isn't so bad. Neither is Flynn. [ He won't say anything about House - he doesn't want to start a thing, again. It's so easy to get sucked into drama. ]

This is good wine, by the way.

[aigue]

They all seem fine to me except the old guy.

[Unlike Royce she has no problem voicing her opinion on House, and she doesn't believe for a second that he gave her his real name.]

[poisoninmypocket]

I found it here. Something from Zephyr, perhaps as a house warming? I don't think I actively believed it up, anyway. [But sometimes these things happen.] Is the old man that wretched fellow who was trying to make you out to be a fiend on the Bulletin Board?

[bywolves]

[ ... Well, if they're going to talk about him. ]

His name is Gregory House. He and I have history. [ Sniff. He takes a sip of wine. ] He's unpleasant. Let's leave it at that for now.

[aigue]

Gregory, hmm?

[Guess who is being called Gregory from now on.

She nods at Monty's words.]

He was fine until he insisted on pulling my ear.

[poisoninmypocket]

Well, there will be no ear-pulling or such perpetrators allowed in my house tonight. Nor any night, I should think. Did I ever tell you the way Renart and I met was when I tugged on her tail, though?

[He half-smirks at Royce.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce laughs, hiding his grin behind his wine glass. ]

I hope she bit you.

[aigue]

[Renart is completely deadpan.]

I threatened to rip his cock off.

[poisoninmypocket]

And she pulled it very hard. [Monty huffs lightly in mock-affront.] We really did have a rather rocky start. You came round with that comb, though.

[bywolves]

[ Nooo, stop making him laugh. The mention of the comb both gets an eyebrow raise and a sort of slightly more subdued look from Royce. ]

Comb?

[aigue]

[She smiles a little, pulling her silver comb out of her sweater pocket.]

This one.

[poisoninmypocket]

[The fact that she's carrying it around makes Monty's expression soften considerably.]

That comb has seen a great deal of trouble, my dear. I'm glad you brought it with you here. Are there any tokens from your own world or Norfinbury that have found their way here with you, Royce?

[bywolves]

[ Oh, that's so sweet. Royce has to pause for a moment. ]

A scarf, from Gwen. A small paper whale, from Emily. [ He says it evenly enough, like it doesn't hurt to think about. ] A few things like that. My cloak made it here, though I don't wear it as much when I've got the one Renart got me.

[aigue]

[She tucks the comb away.]

You had that little silver fox you gave me too, don't forget about that.

[poisoninmypocket]

[Monty isn't going to dwell on Royce's absent wife or surrogate daughter, it doesn't set the mood particularly well for what he and Renart have in mind.]

It is a very handsome cloak. I think I'll fetch our dinner now. Renart, did you want to let him know about that other matter we discussed for after dinner now, or later?

[He's talking about the threesome.]

[bywolves]

[ That suits Royce just fine - he doesn't really want to think about either of them anyway. Not right now. He gives Renart a little smile. ]

That's true, I forgot. You still have that? [ A beat, and then, after Monty, he raises an amused eyebrow. ] Don't keep me in suspense.

[aigue]

[Talking about family and kids that aren't here are the biggest mood killers. Much easier to talk about adorable knickknacks.]

Of course I do. It's on a shelf in my bedroom.

[Her tail wiggles and she jumps right into Monty's suggestion.]

Now seems fine. We want to have a threesome.

[bywolves]

[ Oh. Huh. Well, that's - unexpected. Though maybe he should've expected it. Well. ]

You -- what? [ He doesn't spittake or anything, but he does have to put his wine down for a moment. ] But... I thought that...

[ Y'know, monogamy - though he supposes this is loosely related. Monogamy with an extra person. ]

[aigue]

[Renart takes a sip of her wine, then rests her chin in her hands.]

Monty is into it. It's both of us together, so it's fine.

[bywolves]

[ He flushes a sort of bright red, but. ]

I - okay. [ He says after a moment, and then takes his wine and sips it just to have something to do with his hands. ] If it won't cause an issue, I... I'm very okay with that.

[aigue]

[She grins cutely at his expression. It's adorable.]

Great. And if you change your mind then we still get to have a nice meal together.

[poisoninmypocket]

[Monty's been listening while he fetches plates of food. The main course is stuffed, roasted rabbit with potatoes and red onions he's been storing from his work at the greenhouse with Ienzo. There's also a small side salad with oil and balsamic vinegar dressing.]

It's my first proper use of the kitchen here, so do let me know if everything's turned out all right.

[He serves Renart first, then Royce, then sits down with his own meal.]

And I'm very glad to hear we'll be enjoying far more than just a repast. [His eyes are on Royce and clearly hungry for the man rather than the food on his plate.]

[bywolves]

[ The look on Monty's face is far more distracting than anything else. It takes him a second to actually remember he's supposed to eat first. ]

I - mm. [ Sorry, give him a second to like, settle back down a bit. Another drink of wine, this time one a bit more substantial. He thinks he needs a little liquid courage to handle both of them at once. On their own they're almost too much, and he's pretty sure he's going to have the ride of a lifetime in a bit, here. ]

I'm sure it'll be delicious. [ Royce says, glancing between the two of them. The food? Yeah, maybe that's what he's talking about. ]

[aigue]

[Welp, as soon as Renart smells their meal her mind switches from sexy thoughts to hunger. Unsurprisingly she digs in as soon as Monty serves her, focusing on eating more than anything else.

She will pipe helpfully before going back to being a ravenous wild animal.]

He's interested in it.