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Characters: Puck and Titania
Date/Time: July 26th, 2013
Location: NYC
Rating: Probably PG. Maybe higher.
Warnings: None yet. Puck will surely think of something, though.
Summary: Newly-mortal Puck is reuniting with Titania.

Air travel wasn't that new to Puck. On occasion, he'd chosen to bear wings and fly. Airline travel, however, was a whole new thing to discover. And what wonders there were! Moving sidewalks! Bustling people! Mysterious machines that whirred and beeped and revealed secrets! And the flight itself, cutting through the air currents, rather than swooping and bobbing along with them.

Indeed, as he entered the new airport, Puck was so fascinated with all the sights and sounds and people that he very nearly forgot he was supposed to be looking for Titania.

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"As you wish, Lady," Puck agreed, "I shall dress as you wish while you keep me in your bower."

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"Oh, my." She touched her free hand to her chest in a mockery of maidenly shock. "That's not an offer a girl gets every day."

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"Isn't it?" Puck was wearing his best innocent expression, but it was impossible to tell whether it was genuine or not. "How odd. One would think more people would be all too eager to please their gracious hostesses."

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"People are rude as hell." She laughed and drew him to a halt at the baggage claim. "Now get your bag, Mischief, and we'll be back in the city before you know it so you can darken my doorstep. Just remember. Don't you dare go stealing midnight kisses from my roomie. Karen will wail for a month."

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"My kisses aren't that bad. Why would she wail about it?" Puck asked with a mock-pout as he fetched his belongings.

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"Because you'd break her heart and you know it. Trust me. She's a nightmare after break-ups. I've never seen a woman who tied her self image up so much with what others think of her. Or what men want from her."

Which was kind of hysterical coming from a woman wearing a short and flirty skirt that was drawing more than one interested and longing pair of male eyes to her shapely, bare legs.

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"Me? Break a heart? But, Lady, I have never broken any such thing. Directly, anyway," he protested.

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"Mmhmm. Just because you don't mean it doesn't mean it doesn't happen." That said, she looped her arm through his again and guided him towards the exit and the AirTrain. "I don't have a car that I regularly use," she explained. "We'll have to take the A train into Manhattan. Think you can stand a bit more of this technology stuff?"

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"Only if you promise it will have as many delights as here," he said, winking at her.

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"More. If you're lucky, you'll hear a someone arguing on their cell phone, get rubbed against by some skeevy jerk, and hear a half-decent subway band. Maybe the guy on the violin. He's my favorite." Even as she spoke, she made short work of getting them to the doors, charging Metro cards for both of them, and then herding him down through the turnstiles to the necessary train.

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"These are common expectations of yours?" he guessed.

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"Pretty much." She gave him another once-over and grinned broadly. "You aren't wearing a skirt, though, so you might not get groped."

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Puck considered.
"Am I to consider that good or ill fortune, Lady?"

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"Depends on how saucy you feel, I guess." She looked down the track, noted the train approaching, and gently pulled him back a step from the edge. Then she waited until they were aboard and settled on a bench in the back before continuing, "But I wouldn't give them a thrill if I were you. You're really kind of pretty in this form, you know."

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"You... find me pretty, Lady?" he repeated, looking slightly confused by the idea.

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"Of course." Laughter shone in her eyes but there was sincerity in how she held his hand. "Not as pretty as I am, of course, but that's just something you'll have to live with."

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"Dear Lady, there are few in this world or beyond who could truly rival you in fairness," he assured her.

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"Mmm, good answer." She rewarded him with a very faint, fleeting kiss on the cheek. "So, Mischief, what would you like to do while I have you in my grasp?"

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Puck blinked at her.
"Everything we possibly can, Lady."

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"That doesn't really narrow it down much." She giggled. "We're in New York. The city doesn't sleep, there's all sorts of shows and stores and things, and we're young... Ish and full of energy. Name something, anything."

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"Ah, so many choices and so little time..." he mock-sighed. "My dear, Lady, you know the city better than I. Would you be so kind as to introduce me to what you find to be its finest charms? We'll start with your favorite."

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"It's too early for ice cream," she announced. "Let's drop your things off at my place and then we'll go adventuring in Central Park. The weather's just right for it and the people-watching ought to be phenomenal."

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"Oh, I can just imagine so," Puck laughed, "Will we be playing some of our old games, Lady?"

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The look she gave him would not have looked out of place on a guileless fawn, all big grey eyes and slightly startled innocence. It was a really good look; if it had been for anyone other than Puck, they would have bought it. Him knowing, though? That was half of the fun.

"Our old games?" she repeated. "My goodness, what do you mean?"

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"Surely you haven't forgotten?" he asked with equally-faux innocence. "Games like 'Come into my Castle' and 'Ring A Ring of Roses,' dear Lady."