[Diamond18]

Vogonwë gradually regained some semblance of composure, and Diamond gladly left him to the tender loving care of Pimpiowyn. She didn't much care if Pimpi soothed his fears or tore his heart out and fed it to the Wargs, so long as she could have a little quiet time.

Diamond expressed her thanks to Bêthberry for the timely rescue, and decided to find a seat to relax in and watch the rest of the awards. Trying to quell the nervous twitch which had developed in her right eye, she collapsed into a chair next to the pungent Squatter, Heren Istarion, and Lush (who was pristinely pure and pungent).

“I thought it would never end,” she sighed. “Do you have a spare can of beer for a beleaguered presenter?”

Meanwhile, Pimpi dragged Vogonwë off to a pair of empty seats in the far back, where she would not have to be so embarrassed by his public display of jealous consternation. Her heart fluttered a little at the thought of seeing O Lando again, but she sat down with a contrived bland look (and tried not to glance at the entrance of the auditorium too much.)

Vogonwë calmed a bit, and it occurred to him that the seclusion of their location offered a prime opportunity to passionately neck. But five seconds and a slap in the face later, he contented himself with resting his arm across the back of Pimpi’s chair.

[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Diamond18 ]