eldorne_girl: (borderline alcoholic)
eldorne_girl ([personal profile] eldorne_girl) wrote2007-06-07 03:36 pm

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[The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things and Delia doesn't want to speak or move or even think, so she's drinking. By herself, of course, but drinking anyway.

Kills things. Twitchiness and restlessness, but the door downstairs won't go away.]

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-07 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
That's what you'll have to do.

*Thom looks up again, meeting her bright green eyes.*

Alanna says she thinks when Adam and I die, Adam will go to our underworld. And I'll go to Hell.

*She didn't specify Hell, but the alternative seems -- unlikely, to say the least.*

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-07 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[softly, not looking away,]

When have I let death ever stop me from doing anything?

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-07 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
You're letting it stop you now, aren't you?

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-07 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
I'm just tired, Thom. There's a difference.

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-07 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
The difference now is I won't see you.

*He grins.*

You'd think I'd be thrilled.

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
*solemnly* You know I am.

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
*Thom takes the bottle, sets it on the floor, and -- perhaps rather impulsively -- hugs her.*

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[for a moment, Delia just...freezes. And maybe that moment stretches out until, just maybe, she hugs him back.]

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Are any other rules off now?

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[her bottom lip is trembling, slightly, but hugs are useful for hiding one's face.]

I don't know. Maybe.

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
How about --

*Thom draws his fingers through her hair and, leaning up a bit, kisses her: softly*

-- all of them.

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[she doesn't look up, and doesn't look at him, but maybe there is a ghost of her lovely smile]

All, Thom?

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
*He blushes.*

Unless you'd rather not.

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[that little smiles widens, just a bit, she leans over and kisses him back. Just as softly, just as gentle.]

[identity profile] giftedthom.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
*still a bit red, Thom starts to say something; thinks better of it, and deftly unhooks the back of her dress.*

[identity profile] eldorne-girl.livejournal.com 2007-06-16 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[and in the morning, neither of them are there]