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[At first the only visible are his teeth, lips drawn back in a grimace as Nathan tries to concentrate. There's a string of mozzarella stuck there. But, hey. Be fair. He was eating.

Getting the idea he's recording, Nathan holds the camera further away from him. Hey there, City. Did you miss this face? Tough luck if you didn't. You're getting it anyway. The top part of his tux is also visible. He certainly looks like he's doing better for himself than the last time he was here. Irritated, Nathan pulls a face at the camera, picking the mozzarella out of his teeth.]

Seriously? This couldn't have waited a few hours? I'm a busy man. I'm supposed to be shooting myself in... [He looks down at his watchless wrist with a squint.] Less than five. And I really can't risk taking any time where I might talk myself out of it. Those TV guys are already pissed off with me. Yeah, there's that whole memory wipe thing, but suicide takes a very specific mindset. I've been working myself up to this all day! And yesterday. Sort of.

[Disgruntled sigh.] There's no way I'm getting laid if I don't go through with this. [He looks at the camera, pleadingly.] Do you really want to take that away from me?

[ooc; Nathan is back and updated to the start of the Christmas special! Only... now he's cursed with A Road Not Taken for the weekend and his memories are of the AU fame timeline in 2x06. He'll remember this event when he's back to normal, but his memories of the timeline itself will be fuzzy.]

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[Did we miss it? Nope. Not at all.]

I think suicide pretty much kills the mood anyway.

Are you kidding me? Do you have any idea how much sex I've had over the last few days?

None.

[The video isn't even over for five seconds when there is a blur of white and Nathan is full-body slammed by a very excited angel. Miss her? :-D]

Again with the suicide/sex thing. Really, Nathan, I think you need to try a new tactic.

At least it's a gun.

[Yep. Ignoring that.]

A lot. Probably enough to rival the amount you've had in your entire lifetime.

A lot of none, you mean. Nobody is desperate enough to let you climb on top of them.

[Except maybe Dulcie? But then again, that is one questionable angle.]

[Sadly, that is actually enough to knock Nathan over. This is what happens when you don't give people warning before you attack them. You're lucky he likes you, Dulcie.]

Well, it's nice to see someone misses me. [Because five seconds is obviously enough time to make an accurate judgement of that.]

Hey, it wasn't my idea this time! I get paid to do this shit.

[A pretty damn accurate assessment, too, considering she is now seeing how much of the inside of your mouth she still has to discover. Once she's sure he's been suitably snogged she pulls back.]

Hi.

A lot of a lot. I can actually limit myself to 16 to 24 year olds now. And there's still more girls than I can deal with.

[She likes 'em big and stupid. It's canon.]

A lot of a lot of nothing. And how many times do I have to tell you that your hands don't count no matter how many different names you give them.

[Probably not a lot by the time she's finished. And she's probably got more of Nathan's drool than she ever needed in her mouth, too.]

Does this mean I'm getting laid, after all?

Oh, yeah. Because my hands can totally give me an STD.

Probably with wherever they've been.

Okay, seriously. I'm famous now. You don't get to say this shit about me.

[There is a happy little wriggle that pretty strongly implies 'yes'. She also pulls back far enough to take a look at what he's wearing.]

What the hell happened to you? You're all fancy.

[Her dad's famous. Nathan, you are not.]

Right. Even if you were, you're not the boss of me.

Huh? [Dulcie, you can't wriggle like that then expect him to be able to answer questions. :|]

Oh, yeah! I'm on TV now. I thought the tux would be kind of cool.

[:( Let a guy have his AU fantasies.]

You know, if we were at home that could be arranged. Sadly, I don't think the deities would've been thoughtful enough to bring my agent along with me.

[She leans back down and starts working kisses up his neck and under his jaw.]

What, did you win X Factor or something?

[No. :P]

Because you don't have one. Now come down of whatever you've been smoking and return to the normal folk.

[He's just going to chill and let her work her magic for the mean time.]

X Factor? Sure. Would you like me to sing something to you?

Go for it!

[Public place or not, Dulcie starts yanking at the hem of his shirt as he talks.]

Hey, come on. I have super powers. How hard's finding fame going to be?

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