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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 18:02:43 GMT -5
Adrien, who had, after a happily-met love-tempest-toss'd rollaround in the sheets with Adrian, drifted to sleep in the man's bed, woke up with a start, only to find, when he reached out his hands instinctively to feel about for him, nothing but an impression of him, almost completely robbed of his imparted warmth.
He'd come in in nothing but the clothes he'd worn earlier, and after pulling on the slightly-ragged jeans (very little that Adrien owned, unless it was bought specifically for public appearances with Micaela, who dressed so preppishly that Adrien felt like there was certain standards he had to try to uphold, was very nice or new), eschewed the tee-shirt and instead pulled on one of Adrian's turtlenecks. It completely enveloped the boy, although upon Adrian it was quite fitted; the neck in particular looked a bit like a cowl neck. This, however, was not entirely unattractive, and Adrien shuffled out to go look for Adrian. Had it been someone else, he might have gone to the kitchen first; it was Adrian, however, and he thought he remembered seeing a chair shaped like a throne somewhere in this ice palace...
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 21:12:39 GMT -5
Adrian was, at the moment, seated in the great hall before a large bank of television screens. All of the screens were turned on, flashing random thirty-second-long samples before abruptly switching to another program in no synchronized order, with the sound turned up enough to sound like utter chaos, at least to an ordinary person.
Adrian, however, seemed perfectly at ease and not even particularly as though he were concentrating.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 21:17:09 GMT -5
There he was. Adrien slunk in, pleased with himself for having guessed right. (It didn't hurt that the noise had very quickly bcome audible...)
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 21:20:22 GMT -5
"Ah," said Adrian, without turning around. "Adrien."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 21:21:33 GMT -5
After that he skipped over and skid to a stop beside the arm of his throne. Chair.
"Hallo," he said, pleased.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 21:22:59 GMT -5
"Hello," he said, glancing sidelong at Adrien for just a moment.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 21:24:58 GMT -5
He made a delighted sound. "You're wearing that?"
He reached out to trace his fingertips over the line of the half-circlet in his hair.
"You look so noble," he said, in a way that was nearly flirtatious.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 22:52:48 GMT -5
"Thank you," he said, reaching over to squeeze Adrien's hand. It was uncertain whether the gesture was affectionate or dismissive.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 22:55:30 GMT -5
Adrien beamed and crossed so that he could sit by Adrian's feet, scooting as close up to him as possible.
After a moment, he looked over his shoulder to watch TV. Of course he couldn't watch all of them - couldn't even watch more than one at a time - but surely he'd be able to just watch one thing....
Thirty seconds later and disabused of this notion, he looked back at Adrian.
"How many of them are you watching?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 23:02:43 GMT -5
"All of them."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 23:06:12 GMT -5
"Oh."
There was a long pause, as Adrien glanced nearly guiltily back at the screen...s.
Then he looked back up at Adrian and said in a chipper voice, "You look kinda like a god from down here."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 23:10:35 GMT -5
"Do I now?" he said lightly, smirking slightly at the comparison.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 23:14:29 GMT -5
"Unh huh. Because of your posture and the lighting and all, and also I think this is a lot like a throne," he said, tapping the arm of the chair.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 15, 2010 23:39:31 GMT -5
"It's modelled on one."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 15, 2010 23:42:15 GMT -5
"Oh yeah?"
He finally got up the courage to rest his cheek on Adrian's knee and look up at him.
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