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Post by Alex on Feb 17, 2009 18:53:16 GMT -5
"As long as you're not too tired," murmured Alex. "There is such a thing as working too hard, you know."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 17, 2009 19:01:11 GMT -5
*Lizzie turned her head to the girl, brow up teasingly.*
"s that so? As if ya'd know about that." *She gave Alex a playful shove. It was nice here, even if it wasn't theirs. It was hers. And besides, they'd have their place soon enough.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 17, 2009 19:05:50 GMT -5
"Not having worked hard a day in my life, and being quite happy about it, I do know what I'm talking about," Alex sniffed. "And you speak as if playing a lead role--sub-lead, anyway--in opera isn't work!"
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 8:47:55 GMT -5
"Aw, com'on. 'Ya know I was only messin' with 'ya." *Lizzie butted the girl's shoulder with her forehead affectionately before leaning over to kiss her. Pulling back slightly, she peeked at her through one eye.*
"Though it is hardly sweatin' all day in a kitchen." *She grinned.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 10:10:57 GMT -5
"Those lights are hot," Alex pointed out petulantly. She trailed a finger over Lizzie's shoulder and down her arm. "And sweat's not so bad." She turned, propping her head up on her arm.
"So what did you come to see me about?" Her eyes trailed down Lizzie's prone form. "Aside from the obvious."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 10:35:06 GMT -5
*Lizzie scrunched her nose adorably and gave another shove.*
"Hey, now...my motives weren't nothin' of this sort. That was all yer idea."
*She shrugged, a hint of shyness in her eyes.*
"Just came 'ta see if 'ya might want 'ta go look fer a place together."
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 11:24:26 GMT -5
"Oh ho, quite the innocent, are you?" Alex teased. "I don't recall you protesting at the time." She tweaked Lizzie's nose. "So you're saying you don't want to move in here with me? Kidding, kidding. I'd be delighted, my love."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 11:27:57 GMT -5
*Lizzie stuck her tongue out playfully, but was content to wrestle Alex lightly, if only for more skin contact.*
"Just figured 'ya might know of some places 'round these parts."
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 12:30:35 GMT -5
"I do," she said solemnly. "And I would be happy to visit them with you. I'm free all afternoon. It would, however, require getting dressed." She frowned for show. "I think."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 12:51:01 GMT -5
"Hmm..." *Lizzie seemed perplexed.*
"That's unfort'nate 'ta say the least." *She sighed heavily, resting back on the bed.*
"Though I s'pose we could always come back an' git nekkid again after." *She answered plainly though a smile was peeking.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 12:57:35 GMT -5
"My idea, indeed," Alex chided. "I like the way you think."
She stretched luxuriously, grinning. She felt invigorated as well as lazy. Things really could go either way, at this point, but she'd have to make up her mind before sloth set in. "Well. The sooner we go, I suppose, the sooner we can come back."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 13:17:14 GMT -5
"Well, if we gotta." *Lizzie gave a heavy sigh, as if she'd been given some tedious chore. Pushing herself from the bed, she wandered around, trying to collect all the clothing. She tossed Alex what pieces of hers she found.*
"sides, when we've got our own place, I'll be able to fix us somethin' after." *She grinned, hooking the busk of her corset after tying her pantaloons.*
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 13:22:18 GMT -5
Alex raised an eyebrow.
"That so?" she said. "I am famished, as it is. What a lovely prospect." Lizzie dressed, too, was a lovely prospect. At least the bit of her not-yet covered.
Alex looked down at the shirt in her hand and tossed it to a chair. "I suppose I must go in disguise," she said, pulling a dress from another corner. "Blasted corsets. Don't know how anyone wears them."
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Post by Lizzie on Feb 18, 2009 15:22:41 GMT -5
*Lizzie giggled softly, but part of her felt bad. Dress in hand she crossed to Alex, wrapping her arms around her from behind.*
"I'm sorry." *She whispered honestly.* "I don't mean 'ta make 'ya...."
Be somethin' 'ya ain't.
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Post by Alex on Feb 18, 2009 15:32:29 GMT -5
Alex turned in her arms, brushing Lizzie's hair back.
"I was teasing," she said gently. "It was a joke. You can't make me do anything. I promise." She winked at Lizzie. "If I wear trousers now and again, well, old habits, you know. Far more comfortable."
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