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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 20:21:22 GMT -5
"I am still very fond of you, you know."
Bubastis apparently sensed the tension in the room and wandered over to put her head in her master's lap. He smiled down at her, then at Adrien, without the slightest shift of expression.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 20:22:37 GMT -5
"Oh? Oh, good."
He smiled wanly, but sincerely.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 20:32:54 GMT -5
Bubastis looked less than impressed and lifted her head to give Adrien the same "...really?" look she'd given her human earlier.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 20:37:10 GMT -5
Adrien looked at Bubastis almost as though he'd never seen her before. In reality, it was more like she was involving herself in their relationship problems and she had never been known to interfere before. Adrien had to overcome the powerful urge to ask her what she wanted from him. What on earth was he supposed to say?
He relented, after a moment, as it was hard to get around a look from Bubastis, and returned to the chaise, pushing his fingers through Veidt's hair, mussing it so that it too no longer quite resembled the famous Veidt hairstyle he'd unconsciously adopted for his own.
"Well, good." There was a hint of his former playfulness in his voice, even as it warred with weariness. He might have slept before, but he was exhausted anyway. He hadn't slept well, or comfortably, and had been restless the whole time.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 20:40:29 GMT -5
Bubastis chuffed and wandered back to her bed. Humans were cute and all, but they didn't make much sense.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 20:43:24 GMT -5
Adrien kissed Veidt's forehead.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 20:54:53 GMT -5
"I'm sorry," he said quietly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 20:56:28 GMT -5
He stroked his hair reassuringly, trying to say, "don't mention it," without the words.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 21:00:27 GMT -5
He stood up, abruptly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 21:01:50 GMT -5
Adrien touched his wrist and held his hand briefly as he sat down on the chaise, looking up at Veidt almost expectantly, except that he was not expecting anything at all.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 21:05:21 GMT -5
"I'm going to go check on Micaela, make sure she's sleeping all right-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 21:06:58 GMT -5
"All right," he said, not even reluctant as he let go of his hand. "Do you mind if I stay in here, or - ?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 20, 2009 21:10:07 GMT -5
"Do whatever you like, I don't mind."
He was trying very hard not to look at him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 20, 2009 21:11:05 GMT -5
Adrien nodded pleasantly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 21, 2009 17:42:37 GMT -5
He excused himself in a hurry, having to remind himself which room Micaela was supposed to be in.
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