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vatheon2013-04-13 12:25 am
gtfo_mypersonalspace) wrote in vatheon2013-04-13 12:25 am
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Who: William T. Spears and Madame Red
Where: William's apartment
When: Backdated a bit to the middle of the curse week
Style: [action]
Status: Closed
[ William had phoned Angelina earlier that day, inviting her to stop by his apartment, perhaps for lunch. They could have gone out somewhere again, but William, not being the most willing person to show public displays of affection, thought perhaps something where it was just the two of them would be better. And DEATH knows that would not have been the case going to An's place - nothing could ever be considered private when Grell Sutcliff was anywhere in the vicinity.
Plus, after realizing he'd been affected by the week's current curse, he was even less willing to leave his flat. He'd gained perfect eyesight from the event, but his loss was still undiscovered.
So, while he waits for An to arrive, he sets the tea kettle on the stove to heat and places his - no longer necessary - glasses safely upon the coffee table. He may not need them right now, but they are still a reapers most important possession and should be treated as such. ]
Where: William's apartment
When: Backdated a bit to the middle of the curse week
Style: [action]
Status: Closed
[ William had phoned Angelina earlier that day, inviting her to stop by his apartment, perhaps for lunch. They could have gone out somewhere again, but William, not being the most willing person to show public displays of affection, thought perhaps something where it was just the two of them would be better. And DEATH knows that would not have been the case going to An's place - nothing could ever be considered private when Grell Sutcliff was anywhere in the vicinity.
Plus, after realizing he'd been affected by the week's current curse, he was even less willing to leave his flat. He'd gained perfect eyesight from the event, but his loss was still undiscovered.
So, while he waits for An to arrive, he sets the tea kettle on the stove to heat and places his - no longer necessary - glasses safely upon the coffee table. He may not need them right now, but they are still a reapers most important possession and should be treated as such. ]
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[An probably shouldn't mention she does toss and turn, and sometimes moan when she has a nightmare.
Also, she notices William looks suddenly uncomfortable. She decides to experiment a bit and moves closer to him, taking his hand in hers. To start with, anyway. An knows she needs to take the lead in this, but she can't take things too fast, or William will run away like a scared rabbit.]
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How do you like to sleep? Position-wise?
[ Yes, he's formulating how exactly they will lie here so that they will both be comfortable and he will be able to sleep without being woken by movement. ]
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I prefer to sleep on my side. How about you?
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[ And with that, he rolls to his side, facing An. And after a few moments, he stiffly places his arm about her waist. ]
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Good night, William. Sleep well.
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Sleep well, Angelina.
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You too, William, good night.