RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

What happened... I didn't mind any of it.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ quiet for a long moment, just looking at her ]

... Neither did I.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ after another long moment, a tiny smile is appearing and she's starting to laugh ]

I really wish I'd met you sooner.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ loops his other arm around her and draws her close ]

Well, I'm here now.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ curls against him as best as she can, one hand resting on top of his larger one ]

I don't think I'll be able to thank you enough for that.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he could very reasonably stay like this all day ]

Thank me? I had nothing to do with my showing up here but- whoever or whatever, I'm grateful.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ shaking her head a bit ]

You chose to stay.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

If there's one thing I learned from Grandfather Clock, it's that there's an order to everything. A place, a purpose. I'm here because I'm supposed to be here, with you.

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ wow, that kind of made her speechless. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he merely raises his eyebrows- kind of wondering if the silence is a good thing or a bad thing ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ it's a good thing if kissing him briefly is any kind of indication. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ oh, that is a good thing. And so is the kissing ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ drawing back after a minute to grin ] And to think I spent all this time trying to get you used to hugging...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ brushes his fingers through her hair ] To be fair, I'm used to society having set... very clear boundaries.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ closing her eyes briefly, since sob that feels good ] How clear of a boundary are we talking here?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I've long since crossed it, if that's what you're wondering.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I never took you for a rule-breaker.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I'm of the mind that rules from the 1800's could probably stand to be broken.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... From what I know about the 1800's, yeah. [ wincing a little as she shifts, but grasping his palm and idly examining it ] I don't think we would have gotten very far otherwise.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... I'm surprised you haven't fallen asleep on me yet.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I'm very stubborn. [ suppressing a yawn ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Sleep, Saga. You need it.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Have I mentioned how much I hate this part? [ all this talk of sleep isn't helping. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, fighting it isn't going to help anyone.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ grumbling under her breath, but there's a tension slowly leaving her body ] Just for that, I'm using you for a pillow.