The Triumphant Return of Steff - Open RP

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

So, she was back at Hogwarts. She'd actually returned to MU after the Christmas--or Khyrsentide, or whatever the fuck you wanted to call them--holidays, and had thrown herself back into her studies--or at least to fucking her regular partners and occasionally reanimating things that probably shouldn't have been animate in the first place. But MU wasn't the same without Amaranth. Not that Steff was likely to admit that to Amy, since the gods only knew Amy didn't need to think more of herself than she already did. So Steff had come back, returning as quietly as she'd left and resuming her old place in Hufflepuff.

Today, though, she was determined to stop being quiet. After trolling the compy post, Steff figured that she might as well go be social. Or at least she might as well be moderately civil to the 1 percent of the world she didn't actively dislike.

Still, she was in a relatively cheerful mood, and so she allowed herself to whistle one of the popular songs that was getting overplayed everywhere on the MU campus. She was, as usual, dressed in a short skirt and fuck-me boots. She strode purposefully through the halls, looking for either a party or someone relatively amusing to talk to.

((Hi, guys! This is actually Amaranth-mun. I have taken Steff over! Not that she was all that active, but hopefully this means she'll be around a little bit more often!))

((ETA 7/31: There is NSFW content in the comments.))

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[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

We'll go with amusing here.

We'll also go with 'short' as it was a particularly hot day, therefore Turlough was wearing the outfit with the really short shorts that drive Prima wild and technically fuck up canon, but hey, it's Hogwarts.

Turlough got a look at her boots and rolled his eyes.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff caught the eyeroll, and would have responded with a little more bitchitude if she hadn't seen the short shorts.

"You jealous?" she asked by way of greeting. "I mean , we both know I'm way the fuck out of your league, honey."

Yeah, that was Steff being nice. Go figure.

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

"Well, at least I have legs worth showing off." This is Turlough flirting. Sort of. "Look at you, hiding them in your boots.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff leered for a moment at his legs. "Fair point," she said. "But I like my boots! I guess I would take them off for you, though. You a bottom or a top?" Hey, at MU that was practically smalltalk on the level of, "What's your major?"

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

"Depends on my partner. Why, are you offering?" Eh, it wasn't like Turlough didn't have casual sex before.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

"Maybe." Steff shrugged. "Depends whether or not you'd let me hurt you." Steff's eyes gleamed.

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

Turlough looked at her apprasingly. "No blood, and if I see a gag, it's off."

[i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com]

The Baron had finished off his evening spice dose, and was actually finding himself somewhat bored with sitting around and watching TV- he'd done it for much of the day already, and decided he needed a change of scene, if only for a short while. So, he decided to take a stroll (a float, really) around Hogwarts, which had often proved to be interesting.

Turning a corridor not far from the Muggle Studies department, the whole wing of which he'd started to view as his sovereign territory (which mainly meant 'no Elrics allowed', at this point), he noticed Steff coming down the hall towards him, whistling some unknown tune. Normally, he'd not pay what appeared to be an attractive young woman any attention- they just weren't his thing, regardless of how pretty they might be. This one, however, he found himself watching, unusually intrigued. She looked female, but, there was something interesting about her, and it wasn't just that she somehow reminded him of the lovely Elves he'd recently met. No, it was something more, but just what it was, he wasn't quite sure- all he knew was that for what looked to be female, she was unusually enticing.

And so, rather than ignoring her, the Baron smiled as she approached- he was inspired to figure out just why couldn't help but keep looking her over, and noticing just how lovely her legs were in that skirt and fuck-me boots. So very much like a young man's. . .

He floated into the corridor in such a way as to not exactly obstruct her passage as he greeted her. "Why, hello- it's a fine evening to be wandering about, isn't it? Anywhere you're headed, or are you also looking for a way to pass some time?"

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

"Definitely the second," Steff answered. She allowed herself a leer at the floating fat man. "I don't suppose you have any ideas about what I could do?" Sexual innuendo was kind of second nature to her, and even though the Baron wasn't precisely her type, like, at all, she couldn't help but flirt a little. Besides, she did want to know how he managed to float just above the ground.

[i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com]

There definitely was something curious about this. . .girl? Possibly that, despite all outward appearances, he was having difficulty firmly placing her in the female category. The spice still coursing freshly through his brain likely had something to do with it- spice tended to heighten perception, and so he was more aware of subtleties. She was almost pretty like a girl, but the Elves kept coming to mind- they too had a beauty that could have been put in the feminine category by humans easily.

In his era, there was a strong emphasis on male and female division, and, transgender wasn't a known concept, or at least Vlad's mun thinks it wouldn't be due to the Duniverse culture. The Bene Gesserit wouldn't have stood for it, needing their lines clearly drawn. He'd have instantly thought of crossdressing, if so, but, as it was, he was fascinated by a strange mystery, only enhanced by Steff's surprising leer, and what sounded like possible flirtation.

So, despite Steff not appearing to be his type on the surface, Vladimir too was intrigued, and wanted to know exactly why he was finding himself attracted to her. "I can always come up with a few good ideas- I've got some excellent wine in my rooms, for example, and no one to drink it with this evening." He couldn't bother Jasper every night, after all. "Perhaps you'd care to join me?"

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

"I've got nothing better to do," Steff answered. The floaty guy was seriously not her type, but there was something almost commanding in his bearing. That made him interesting to her. And he was staring at her with an intensity that was almost unnerving. Not that Steff would ever admit to being unnerved about anything, since it was generally her policy to do the unnerving, in the cases where that was required. "I'm Steff by the way," she added as an afterthought.

[i-am-harkonnen.livejournal.com]

"Ah good, because neither do I." He gave Steff his most charming smile, adjusting his suspensors as he shifted his direction back towards his rooms. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Steff. I am the Baron Vladimir Harkonnen- although here, I've been passing the time teaching Muggle Studies." Vladimir still wasn't sure why he was inviting what appeared to be a female back to his room for drinks, but, presumed if he found himself disappointed, he wasn't committed to anything. So, it couldn't possibly hurt.

Looking her over again, he remarked, "You remind me of a couple of young men I met recently- they were Elves." He of course was unaware that Glorfindel was something like 6000 years old- he'd never asked his age, and was going off the outside package.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

OK, that just made things interesting. Steff always enjoyed the elicit thrill of the idea of fucking a teacher, even if this one looked like the last person in the world she'd have wanted to fuck.

"I'm half-elf," she answered. "My dad was human." The mun is actually too lazy to double-check that fact, and is going on the assumption that 'Johnson' is probably not a common elven last name.

"So what does Muggle studies involve?" she asked. She didn't really care, but she was still not sure where this was going and figured she'd better at least be polite.

[bar-en-lothglor.livejournal.com]

Steff would have had an easier time passing for a born Elf-woman in the Elven culture Glorfindel came from—mainly because Elf-men of Middle-earth were as a rule much taller than humans, averaging over six foot four inches in height. Glorfindel was no exception, being somewhere in the vicinity of six and a half feet tall and, contrary to the popular misconception about all Elves being androgynous, he had very obviously masculine features and a physique that was impossible to mistake as feminine, even with his long golden hair taken into account. Steff managed to look downright girly in comparison, regardless of what she had going on south of the equator.

And so it seemed only natural that when Glorfindel passed the pretty half-elf in the hall, he said, "My lady," and politely inclined his head with a smile.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff was a little startled by the greeting, considering it came from what appeared to be a full elf. Back on MU, her attempts at passing for a woman among elvish folk had been seen as comically inept at best. But the elf who'd spoken to her now seemed to have done so sincerely.

"Hi!" she called, and she was too startled to come up with something witty, lewd or offensive. Yay?

[bar-en-lothglor.livejournal.com]

Encouraged by her apparently friendliness, he paused to speak with her. "You are a new face to me," he said amiably. "Are you perhaps newly arrived to Hogwarts?"

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff shrugged. "Not all that new," she answered. "I've been away for a while." Although she would definitely have to stay here longer... Because holy Khyrsus!Glorfindel definitely deserved a place in next years 'Hot men of Hogwarts' calendar. "Have you been here long?" she inquired.

((FWIW, Steff put together a 'hotties of Hogwarts' calendar for her Secret Santa last Christmas. I don't think said calendar was ever acknowledged in RP, although in IRC we all had a good laugh over it, hence no linkage.))

[bar-en-lothglor.livejournal.com]

((Haha that's great. And there's certainly quite a few new candidates for 2010's calendar. XD))

"A short while," he replied. "And yet it's been so eventful, it feels like far longer. I'm Glorfindel," he added, offering her a full-on elegant bow. He tended to treat others according to how they treated him, and since Steph had thus far been nothing but courteous, he figured the situation still warranted his best manners. "Who do I have the pleasure of meeting? And, if you don't mind my asking, where is it that you went? Were you able to return to your own world?"

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Even though she felt kind of awkward about it, Steff bobbed a curtsy in response. "I'm Steff," she said. "Nice to meet you. I don't know how I did it," she admitted. "And I'm not sure I could do it again, but yeah, I went back home. I'm a college student, and my grades were suffering enough as it is, so I figured, you know... I should study more, and since I didn't want to take a summer session... I thought I'd come back." Steff decided to quit while she was ahead. Nobody who actually knew her would believe any of that, particularly as regarded her actual academic interests, and while this particular elf was definitely hot, it wasn't like she actually needed to impress him. She still felt wary around him, though--she always had felt that way around full elves back home. It wasn't a position that she liked to be in, but she was trying hard to work on that whole reserving judgment thing that Amy was trying to teach Mack.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

Yukimura was walking through the halls, on his way to find a place outside that was free enough from remnant gazebos to practice either archery or sword play. He was wearing a fairly simple yukata (http://www.ichiroya.com/item/list2/164208/) with a white wave covering one sleeve and most of the bottom and the other sleeve being navy blue. Around his waist, he wore a simple red obi of a men's style, narrow and plain, even though his kimono was feminine. On his hip, his sword sat, ready should it be needed and on his back, his bow, asymetrical and oddly shaped compared to western bows. His expression was mildly amused, but he found most of those around mildly amusing in some form.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

At last, a familliar face! (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1705860.html) And it belonged to someone she actually liked.

Grinning, she offered Yukimura a wolf whistle. "Lookin' good," she called. "Have you got a sparring partner, or is this just a solo activity?" For once, she was actually talking about weapons and not making up bizarre innuendos.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

Yukimura smiled and laughed a little, bowing slightly. "If I lacked a proper partner, I was thinking solo, but if you think you're a challenge," he said, letting his words trail off, his tone only suggestive out of habit and amusement.

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff grinned openly now. "I made you work last time," she answered. "I'm sure I could be a challenge again."

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"Work, is it?" Yukimura laughed, leading Steff to the lawn. "Really?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. "Is that what that was called?"

[steff-is-a-girl.livejournal.com]

Steff unsheathed her knives and twirled them casually between her hands. "Well, the only other activity that involves you sweating would also involve you being naked, and I'm sure I'd have remembered that," she said with a grin. "So, yeah, it was work."