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]

[ that face is NOT FAIR, she's trying very hard to resist this ]

... [ drawing in a shaky breath ] How do you feel now?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ there's a bit of a pause before he answers ] ... Different. I'd guess it's not dormant anymore.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ she's laughing weakly and shaking her head (because she'd probably cry otherwise) ] No, it's definitely not dormant right now.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... I suppose I should apologize. [ even though he says it as he's reaching to run his fingers through her hair ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... No. [ and again, there's that slight intake of breath, and her fingers are gently making contact with his cheek ] I was the one who... dragged you into this.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ somewhere in the back of his mind he knows that this is going to be horribly awkward for the both of them when it's over, but he's leaning in regardless ] I chose to come along... I shouldn't have...

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I could be... [ tipping her head up, and those fingers are slowly going to slide into his hair ] ... making out with the butcher right now.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ despite all this, he still manages to raise an eyebrow ] Would you rather be?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ there's a genuine laugh this time ] Hell no!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he's grinning a little at that ] Good to know. [ and hi Saga, have a kiss ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ hi Alabaster, have one in return ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ yup, gonna be so awkward when this is over- but for now it's nice ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ it's very nice-- and would be nicer if you were either shorter or she was taller, since she kind of has to go on her toes a bit. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he'll bend down a little for her, but this would be nicer if we relocated to the couch or something ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ pausing for a breath, but not exactly wanting to move away ] We should move...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

To-?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... Anywhere. Except the table.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

The table somehow wasn't even on the list. [ quirks an eyebrow ] Couch?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ she's a little preoccupied with nuzzling his neck, but she'll make a small sound of assent ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ and he's trying not to be too preoccupied by that- guiding her to the couch then ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Alabaster, I... [ she's making an effort here, even if she's moving along with him ] I'm so sorry...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Don't. It's- [ and he kisses her again, gently ] It's not your fault.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I didn't want-- [ okay, that kiss is not making thinking an easy thing ] I didn't want to get you involved at all...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ the fact that he's combing his fingers through her hair probably isn't either ] It was my choice. Whatever happens, I don't blame you.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ no, it isn't, but she's (barely) exercising enough self-control to meet his eyes and hold them. ] ... There's no room for regrets. You know that, right?