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Post by Brandi on Feb 11, 2009 18:16:35 GMT -5
"Wow." *That was an understatement. Brandi rubbed her neck, thinking on it.*
"I'm so sorry, Baby. I didn't know." *She stood, crossing to him.*
"Are they...ok?" *She asked, not having any idea what to expect. His other question sank in and she shook her head, trying to organize her thoughts.*
"I uh...well, it seems we're on our own for now. In that no one should be pulling any strings. I mean, they said they weren't." *She started to babble.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 11, 2009 18:22:46 GMT -5
Cry-Baby nodded. He was too tired, too confused, to feel anything else. He'd have to think about what that meant later. For now, he didn't feel in any danger of a loss of control.
"They're... Well, they're odd, but I reckon that's only natural. Killian speaks for 'em. Seems to understand quite a bit, but when I ask him somethin', they all get real quiet-like and look at him an' then he answered. Spooky," he finished. And paused. "Still," he said. "There's somethin' about 'em..."
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Post by Brandi on Feb 12, 2009 7:19:33 GMT -5
((It's actually Killian that's the talker.))
*Brandi's brow furrowed a moment. Part of her just wasn't that surprised. Though it certainly wasn't any sort of normal. She suddenly worried that there were so many of them. What War might end up doing with them. But she did her best not to dwell on it.*
"Suppose we'll just take 'em as they come." *What else could she say? She lifted her hands to him, but didn't dare touch him without his consent in the matter.*
"Do I need to watch 'em while you get some sleep?" *She asked, sounding tired herself.*
"Cause...if you think they'd be all right for a while...well, both our resident troublemakers have sworn to be out of our business and all so...I thought..."
*She rocked nervously, not meeting his gaze.*
"It would be awful nice to get to sleep next to you again. I've missed it something terrible." *She confessed.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 12, 2009 13:44:44 GMT -5
((Went back and forth in my head, but didn't check, because I am lazy.))
He was tired, and it was tempting, and Kris was watching them anyway... His body tingled dangerously at the thought of her next to him, but he swallowed it.
"Well," he began slowly. "Well, I reckon... Ain't no one here but us right now. An' we're both so tired... I've missed you too, baby. Can't say how much." There was a note of desperation in his voice, uncertainty and longing all wrapped up together.
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Post by Brandi on Feb 12, 2009 15:27:56 GMT -5
((No worries. There are ten of them.))
"Yeah, Baby." *She breathed, her lashes growing heavy as she lifted her chin, lips soft.*
"I know how much. Me too." *Lord she just wanted to be next to him. Just sleep cradled in his arms. How long had it been? She couldn't even remember. Just the thought...the smell of him so close to her set her skin to a delightful buzz. Licking her lips slowly, she could almost feel the weight of his presence, even though they didn't touch.*
"So...is that a yes?" *She asked carefully, eyes near closed and smile lazy.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 13, 2009 11:59:41 GMT -5
Cry-Baby swallowed, not sure he could take that look from her, even tired as he was. "Yeah," he said, shucking his jeans again unceremoniously and sliding quickly between the sheets. His body tingled, exhaustion and anxiety and gratitude all mixed together and he wondered if he could sleep after all.
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Post by Brandi on Feb 13, 2009 12:26:35 GMT -5
*Brandi didn't know if she should be disappointed, but she eventually decided it was enough just to be in the same bed again. She made it back to her side and slipped under the covers. He didn't seem eager to touch (understandably) so she gave him some space. But she still rolled towards him, watching him with a quiet peace.*
"Thank you." *She whispered.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 13, 2009 23:09:09 GMT -5
He looked at her then, his head turning on the pillow, his eyebrow raised incredulously.
"Thank me?" he asked. "Ain't nothin' to thank me for. I know this ain't how you imagined things. An' a lot of that is my fault."
He wanted to touch her, to reach out and drag her into his arms and sleep with her there, his face buried in her hair.
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Post by Brandi on Feb 15, 2009 7:32:53 GMT -5
*Brandi managed a bit of a shrug against her pillow.*
"I figure this isn't how you'd have it either, but..." *Her brow lifted slightly.*
"...things are a little better, aren't they? I mean, as much as they can be."
Hell, I didn't know if I'd ever share a bed with you again. Well, aside from for that one purpose. Not that we were necessarily making it to the bed...
*She tried to push the thought away with a tender smile.*
"And I don't mind taking the time or effort to have you back."
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 17, 2009 11:11:11 GMT -5
Cry-Baby smiled fondly, a little of the old twinkle in his eyes.
"You're quite a girl," he said approvingly. "Don't know anyone would've stood by me like you, after everythin'. You have me, baby. Always."
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Post by Brandi on Feb 17, 2009 12:06:22 GMT -5
*It warmed her heart, him talking like that. And the way that he was looking at her...it almost made her for get what War had said about things never being as they had been. But they could be. She believed it, even if it was only a small hope. She scooted her hand forward as if to reach for him, but left it in between them. She wanted to touch him, to see if it was true. But she didn't dare spook him at a time like this.*
"I love you, Baby." *She whispered, unable to force any other thought into her brain at the moment. Her smile was tender, as if trying to convey that the words just weren't enough to express herself. She hoped he'd understand.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 17, 2009 13:55:06 GMT -5
He reached for her hand, entwining their fingers gingerly and hoping against hope this wouldn't go badly again. He couldn't take that. He wouldn't hurt her anymore. And it had made him twitchy where she--where anyone--was concerned. He couldn't trust himself anymore, and that had always been all he could rely on.
"Love you, too."
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Post by Brandi on Feb 17, 2009 14:04:29 GMT -5
*Lord, it felt so good to touch him. Just to feel the friction of his skin against hers. It surprised her, causing a brief jump, but she readily settled into the coupling of their hands. She just rested there quietly, not wanting to spoil the moment, and more importantly, wanting to be aware of her body's responses. And his. It tingled a little, but didn't seem to swell any flame. Just gave her the most terrible urge to curl up in his arms and sleep for ages. She bit her lip for a moment, staring at the interlocking digits.*
"Hey." *She whispered softly.* "Whatdya know." *It was a remarkable thing, but she wasn't going to claim it a success until she knew his side of things.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 17, 2009 14:15:27 GMT -5
Cry-Baby swallowed. It was true--he didn't want to pushed her up against a wall and have his way with her, willing or no. Well, he sort of did, but not in the way it had been. This was manageable. This, if he could remember back that far, was normal.
"Oh Brandi," he said. "C'mere." He wanted her in his arms, cradled sweetly against him, and never wanted to let go.
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Post by Brandi on Feb 17, 2009 14:32:16 GMT -5
*Brandi shivered at the sound of her name on his lips. He didn't have to tell her twice. She squirmed forward, pressing her face eagerly against his chest. Oh, sweet heavens, he smelled so good. She wanted to disappear forever, just surrounded by the warmth of his embrace and that smell. Her hands were cautious on his chest as she nuzzled her face against his skin, muffling her words.*
"Oh God, Baby...I never thought...I couldn't dare..." *It was too good. And it was all she wanted in this moment.*
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