<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bUvpHLC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:  Stephen Downing (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13137161#msg13137161)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Starstruck<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Madame Celeste, Open<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>None</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Stephen sampled the champagne, but put it down after a few swallows. Alcohol poisoning was the chief assassination method back where he was from...<br/><br/>When Madame Celeste appeared, Stephen gawked for a moment at the astonishingly beautiful woman. It took several moments before he realized that she was passing by other, more obviously well-to-do clients, and approaching<em>him</em>.<br/><br/>As she started talking in exceptionally complimentary tones to him, his mind swirled into action. She was obviously<em>the</em>Madame Celeste from the letter. How should he address her? It was even more shocking that she seemed to hold him in high regard, thanks to that man's letter. That was... different. Stephen hadn't felt<em>cared about</em>in years. He found that he couldn't do anything but be perfectly respectful to her.<br/><br/>"I... milady," he started, stammering, "I am honored by your personal attention." He looked over at the other women that had started circling the place, and his eyes definitely caught on the large green one. "She'd make a passable She-Hulk..." he mused, half aloud. "But I'm not sure I'm the man who can conquer her..."<br/><br/>He turned back toward Madame Celeste, realizing what he wanted. He sensed that direct honesty would work best with her, and even lying to<em>himself</em>would be a disservice to her. "I..." He swallowed. "I want... a woman that I can<em>conquer</em>," he said. "One that I can capture and... make mine. Even if it's only temporary." He cocked his head and gave her a full appraising look, eyeing her from top to bottom. "While I would be honored with<em>your</em>company," he said daringly, "I get the feeling that you're not one that gets conquered..."