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]

You're going to make me sleep some more?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

It's for your own good.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... How old are you?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Twenty-six. Why?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

You sounded uncannily like my mother.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... Ah. It wasn't intentional.

((ooc; AND NOW- I am off to help with a wedding until sometime late tomorrow. Ta o/))

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I'd hope not. You two would be a deadly combination.

((ooc: have fun, Rooooo~ o/))

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I shall try my best to keep any and all statements of that manner to myself, then.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ wriggling back down under the blanket ]

Whatever you say, Mommy.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ gives her a bit of a look ]

I hope that won't be a permanent nickname.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I could go for others, but you don't seem like a nickname kind of guy.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I have been nicknamed regardless of that fact before.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Really? Do tell.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ quirks an eyebrow ] I had a lot of enemies, and they had a lot of things to call me. [ and no, you don't get to hear what they are :| ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing they weren't cute.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Nor were they particularly flattering.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ lifting an eyebrow ] You really weren't that popular, from the way you tell it.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Followers of the Gods never were, at least not in the circles I was forced to travel in.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

...

Were you ever lonely?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ there is a very long, guarded silence ]

... I was, but I don't think I realized it at the time.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ which is why she's regarding the ceiling ]

You had other things to focus on. Your cause.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he nods, slowly ] I- ah. I really should leave you to your rest.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ turning her head on the pillow ] You can keep talking if you want. I'll probably doze off eventually.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... There's nothing more for me to talk about. [ not yet, anyway ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ she'd argue otherwise, but her eyelids are already lowering, much to her annoyance, and she has to pause for a cough first ]