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(2013-09-06 - Now)
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Maximilien Maximilien Amadeus Renaud-Sylvianne keeps very odd hours. It's sort of an outgrowth of being a Phantom Thief; he's equally comfortable sneaking in both the morning and the night, under broad daylight or a moonless eve. As a result, Max has been used to living alone for a very long time.

He's not living alone any longer. That means it's become sort of strange, when Max arrives in the dead of night - like tonight. He's had to sneak into his own house, not because he's doing anything he needs to feel guilty about (he's not - just stealing stuff), but because he has no desire to wake up anyone. It's a strange feeling, having to be considerate of other people; Max is so used to doing what he wants, when he wants, for his own reasons, that actually sharing things with people is sort of difficult.
Jihl Nabaat Jihl Nabaat also keeps unusual hours, mostly because she tends to, well, never sleep admidst the fact that she is trying to singlehandedly run the defense corps of a country and deal with the fact that she doesn't live there anymore, and thus she is not frequently up to date on everything that is going on.

Max is very, very quiet, so it's more like he comes across her sitting at the small desk, paperwork in front of her, tea cup neatly perched on a small section of the desk as her pen scratches along the paperwork.
Maximilien Max comes across Jihl drinking tea in the middle of the night. He is not, at all, surprised; instead, he decides to surprise her.

The phantom thief remains completely, utterly silent as he sweeps around, pressing his lips against hers for a deep and passionate kiss as he dips the chair (and Jihl herself) back on its legs. Max holds her down there for a long moment, his other hand sweeping down to touch her stomach.

"Bonjour, ma chere," Max murmurs into her lips, "You are up late, I see. What seems to be the trouble?"
Jihl Nabaat Jihl blinks as Max twirls the chair and herself back into a very sincere dip, one hand coming up hastily to grab the edge of the table, the other one latching onto his shirt for a brief moment before she realizes that she's not getting attacked, just smooched.

She gives a low, startled chuckle.

"Just paperwork, dear."
Maximilien "Have you been out on the town at all?" Max inquires as he lets Jihl up, scooping her up into his arms in a bridal carry. "Or even walked about on the hills of France, taking in the beauty of this world? Maybe gone to market to meet your new neighbors, finally?" He knows she probably hasn't; that's probably the source of his flippant grin.

"I am sorry for getting in so late, my pet. I had intended to arrive earlier, but I became entangled in my theft, and...well, it took a bit more time to extract myself than it otherwise may have."

"Are you well? Is everything alright, and to your liking?"
Jihl Nabaat "Yes." Jihl says, honestly as she gets picked up, latching onto him again in his grip. "I went for a walk in the hills and even sat there to enjoy some lunch earlier, as a little treat for myself, especially since I knoooooow otherwise I'm going to regret not actually leaving home."

She smiles.

"It's okay, I know your job. Everything is wonderful. Sincerely."

This scene contained 6 poses. The players who were present were: Maximilien, Jihl Nabaat