rainbowfic | Blackstar 7, Color Party 4

Author:

wallwalker
Title: Mountain Getaway
Story: All's Fair in War and Confidence (see notes)
Colors: Color Party 4. Phlox; Side B: Blackstar 7. If you should fall Into my arms And tremble like a flower → Let’s Dance (Let’s Dance)
Styles: Graffiti (Sprinting), Photograph
Supplies: Eraser
Word Count: 888
Rating/Warnings: SFW, No standard warnings apply
Summary: Kel's really tired of talking. At least on the jet she doesn't have to.
Notes: Modern-day AU of War and Confidence, sort of.

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You are done with talking for good. You do not want to have to talk anymore. Ever.

Okay, ever's pushing it a bit. But maybe a year or two, or ten? Fifteen? You can be the quiet one until then, right? Ric and Sandy are both good at talking, they can pick up the slack until you get tired of being quiet and decide to join in again.

Well, it's a nice thought, anyway. But you're the one who has to be the face this time, because the mark's got a weakness for the Rich Spoiled Brat archetype. Sandy's too old and dignified to pull it off, most of the time, and Ric's decently spoiled but he's the wrong kind of brat for this particular job. You can't exactly bring anyone else onto this job - too much risk and not enough reward. Sandy's taking this way too seriously, and one of these days you're hoping she'll tell you why. So you get to be the brat, and wear pretty dresses that you can't seem to keep clean, and yell at your employees - or as you call them, your "servants" - when they stand on the wrong foot or something. Not exactly a sympathetic sort, but man, the mark's eating it up, so hopefully this won't take as long as Ric thought it would.

Thank goodness Sandy managed to convince him to let you fly in on your own jet - well, "your" own jet, thanks to some of your more vindictive connections - and meet him at the big charity party later. She's so good with schedules, and it really kind of sucks that you have to be mad at her all the time, because she's a lifesaver! If you had to tolerate that guy for another couple of hours, you'd probably go nuts.

Sigh. You just have to get through tonight. If you can swing things right at the party, get the right info, Ric can handle the actual transfers tomorrow morning. Then you can stage something convincing enough to keep the guy out of your hair without losing his confidence. Sandy's good at erasing data, so it shouldn't be too hard.

The others are staying in character; this might be a private jet, run by people who have plenty of reason to hate your mark for being the thieving, hypocritical bag of dicks that he is, but that doesn't mean it's a good idea to relax. Good thing that staying in character means staying quiet, trying not to tick off their capricious employer. You probably oughta be following their lead, which would mean bouncing off the walls, but you just can't do it right now. You're too busy enjoying the view, and surely that's something that anyone could understand. The sun's setting, and the sky out here is just... wow. It's purple and pink like flower petals, and the stars are so bright! You ought to get out of the city more often. You'd almost forgotten what stars looked like.

It'd be a nice place to take a vacation, you think, staring down at the panorama of pink-tinted snowy mountains below. Build yourself a little summer home there in the mountains, with a nice big walk-in fireplace for Ric. Get a big kitchen so that Sandrine could bake as much as she wanted, with lots of ovens. Grow pink and purple flowers to match the sky in a little hothouse or something, maybe some nice vegetables so you can still enjoy some fresh salads once in a while.

It's a nice thought, isn't it? Somewhere you wouldn't have to keep pretending to be someone else all the time - you like pretending, but it stresses you out sometimes, and it'd be awesome to have a break. Somewhere you could go just to be you, Ric and Sandy and Kel, arguing about the temperature for a couple of minutes before collapsing over each other laughing, acting like a nice, normal bunch of people sharing a house. Well, mostly normal. You're pretty sure that society still thinks you three are being greedy or whatever, but why would you care? You'd have your own mountain getaway with the people you loved. They wouldn't.

Oh, well. You like what you're doing, most of the time. You just get tired of it when you have to do stuff that doesn't come naturally to you, but that's just how these things work.

The other two are already asleep. You kind of want to wake them up, give them hugs, tell them about your mountain getaway idea... but you have the nagging feeling that you should be sleeping too. Why aren't you, really? You're going to have to tolerate the mark's babbling most of the night. Not like you can slip away and take a nap later. But... you're too wired to sleep. Or you're having too much fun daydreaming, either way. So you just keep staring, watching the ground below you slowly move along, the mountains slowly darken as the sun sets and the stars shine brighter. It'd be a great thing to watch in your hypothetical getaway, too, all three of you pointing out constellations, or just lying there and enjoying the view.

Hah! You're going to sell them on this whole mountain getaway thing yet. Just you wait.

Blackstar 7, Color Party 4

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