almosthonorable: (drawin')
Ben Wade ([personal profile] almosthonorable) wrote2009-08-08 12:04 pm
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[[ milliways, upstairs ]]

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Ben's settled in the armchair in his room, head bent over his sketchbook.

This is a little harder without a certain Russian pilot in the room for comparison, but so far, he's making do.
aimedforthemoon: (revenge from the grave)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-17 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"She was angry." Beat. "Planning to talk to her once the hangover's died and I'm not so much like a zombie."
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[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-19 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"...undead person. More undead than me.There is a song about it."
aimedforthemoon: (Fira of Fortune Fancy)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-20 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Only a little bit." She stands up on her tiptoes, tugs him down slightly and kisses the corner of his mouth. "I'll be better company in a couple hours."

But now, sleep.
aimedforthemoon: (in the morning)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-22 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah-huh." And with that, she crawls into bed. Like any good soldier, she's asleep within moments.

And, like any good soldier, she wakes up in exactly two hours.
aimedforthemoon: (in the morning)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-26 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Mrrmm." It's more of a groan than an endearing moan or whimper. For a moment, Esfir just lays there with her face in the pillow. Then she nods, rolls over and rubs at the back of her head.

"I feel more alive."
aimedforthemoon: (in the morning)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-26 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She thinks about that.

"No, I want to go and catch Katya while she's too hungover to run away."

Beat. An amused glance.

"Then...I could come back."
aimedforthemoon: (first little sputnik)

[personal profile] aimedforthemoon 2009-08-26 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then I will."