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]

[ 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.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Fair enough- though I do sort of have a job to attend at some point.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Then just drop me somewhere, s'fine. [ already snuggling ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ will just stroke her hair until she falls asleep then ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

You're... making me not want to die. [ and she'll fall asleep almost immediately ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ Oh she had to go and say that- it's a painful reminder of what he's been trying not to think about this whole time. She may be out like a light, but he's going to hold her close for a long, long time and do something he hasn't done in years- cry. ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ which would make Saga fret like hell if she knew, but unfortunately she'll be out for three days this time. When she does wake it, it's to make the discovery that she's in her bed and there's a ghost cat sharing her pillow ]

... I'm starting to spend more time in this thing than out of it.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ Well, if she were to wander into the rest of the apartment, she'd find Alabaster isn't there. There's a note telling her he's at the shop, and there's food in the fridge if she's hungry. ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ and she will discover it eventually and snag some delicious food before retiring to the living room for happy fun times with note-taking/reading/research. And... quilt-sewing, because we all have our weird hobbies. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ The sound of the door comes a few hours later, and Alabaster comes into the living room. He has to double-take when he sees her ] Good morning.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ she grins up at him, raising a hand ] You look like you've seen a ghost.