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Irving Braxiatel ([personal profile] becauseichooseto) wrote2013-10-07 08:16 pm
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 Irving Braxiatel. Terribly sorry, but I am far too busy to answer the phone just now, but please do leave a message. Don't reverse the charges. Thank you.
sheloves: (fate is coming)

[Action] [Evening; Whilst Six is Grey] 441

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-27 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[She comes for tea, late, and unannounced. No basket. Nothing but herself, no jacket, either, and it's cold out. Ril supposes she ought to be used to it, the cold, but it never seems like she gets closer to acclimating. Or maybe it's because Six is missing as she can't find him. Still.

If anyone could find him, it should have been her.

But it's late when she knocks and she can't really bring herself to care exactly how late. But it's dark outside and the clouds obscure the moon.
]
sheloves: (in the middle of the night)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-27 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her voice has the slightest wobble to it, both from cold and how hard it is not to just. Fall apart.]

Braxiatel.

[She stays in the doorway for a moment, staring up at him before she just closes the space with a hug. Come for tea, demand hugs. Maybe words will come later when she's not an icicle. Ril had been so sure she'd find him.

So sure.
]
sheloves: (this moment weighs)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-27 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't [she whispers and her voice breaks] I can't find him. He's on the lists, so he's here, somewhere. And I've looked. I've looked everywhere but I can't, I can-- [Ril's voice snags as she presses her cheek against Brax's chest as if that'll help shut her up.]
sheloves: (i'd come running like the wind)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-27 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I should be able to find him, then. [Her voice is a murmur, barely audible, exhaustion flooding through it.] If he's out there. I should [her fingers curls against fabric] keep looking. I should be able to bring him home. I should always be able to bring him home.
Edited 2014-04-27 22:41 (UTC)
sheloves: (i'd come running like the wind)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-27 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess he's not ever going to outgrow his idiot phase. Making folk worry. This is worse than him being late and I--[She's tearing up and she has to stop herself. Ril lets out a shaky breath and half laughs.]

Oh. [She sniffs.]

Too late for that, Braxiatel. He's been tutting since the day I met him.
sheloves: (in the beginning was the light)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Often. But I suppose that's really my fault. [She takes a tissue, but there's nothing to really mop up, yet. Ril is going to keep herself together if it's the last thing she does, even if she's falling apart.]

I'm not the best when it comes to sitting in one spot, or not walking into the middle of [the tissue gets waved a bit] disasters. Then again, he can't stay put, either.

[They're a pair, really. Equally as tut-worthy.]
sheloves: (i'd come running like the wind)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmn. I suppose you are well behaved, not that that has any bearing on being tutted at when it comes to-- [Her fingers go tight as she feels something flicker as she draws a breath.] When it comes to Six. Some people, I think, just find disaster like--

[There it is again. Maybe it's not just in her head.]

...Braxiatel, do you feel that?
sheloves: (fate is coming)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
On the road to Ginnungagap. I remember [She frowns up at him, pulling at her memory.] something like-- [Again. She knew a blackout when it was coming. That rushing tunnel, the creeping blackness, the way the room drops, and if she hadn't been holding onto him, the way her knees went weak would have dropped her to the floor. Something is terribly wrong.]
sheloves: (in the middle of the night)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. [It's a soft agreement and his voice is dim, like everything else around her, muted and hazy. There's a bed. Beds are good and they don't move, but she suddenly wants to laugh.]

Good thing the bed's not far. [That's definitely not something she thought she'd be saying to Braxiatel of all people.]
sheloves: (in the beginning was the light)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ril does her best to keep them steady on the way there, but curling up next to him is more of a controlled descent that leaves her half draped across his chest. This feels different than Ginnungagap, but she supposes that's because they're in Asgard proper this time. At least they're off their feet and not in danger of falling anymore.

She attempts to adjust herself, but there's too much effort involved, and she winds up letting of a half coherent murmur.
]

And here I was. [There's a soft laugh in there.] Going to suggest tea.


sheloves: (we've got the laughter of the gods)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ril's half asleep when his voice stirs her. She's draped across him and just starting to feel warmer, which suits her just fine. Her voice is a little groggy and definitely lazy. It takes her a moment, though to refocus. He seems okay, and so does she, even if she has zero motivation to move.]

Too much effort. [Ril yawns and lets out the softest of huffs as she tucks herself a little more into him.]
sheloves: (under the banner of heaven)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's too damned tired after wandering about and moving is such a chore that staying put was the best she could really do. As long as he's not set on moving, neither is she. It's far more comfortable than it is awkward and Braxiatel is a rather decent Time Lord pillow. She's convinced it must run in the family.]

Can figure it out tomorrow. Light's good for find.[Another yawn. Her hair is everywhere in curls and waves as she settles. It's so much more longer than when she'd arrived, that she really ought to start plaiting it or something. She's trying to keep her eyes open and stay awake, but isn't finding much success.]

For finding lost fiances and. Idiot Time Lords. [She can't even say it like she's irritated, it just comes out sleepily wry. Ril's not sure she can really ever be properly upset with Six. At least not for long.]
sheloves: (this moment weighs)

[personal profile] sheloves 2014-04-28 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's not so much a pop as it is the truth.]

Such trouble I get for the price of one.

[Her voice is filled with quiet amusement as she smiles. If there's one thing that puts Ril to sleep in a hurry, it's her hair being touched.]

As long as he comes home, I'll be all right. Not sure what I'd do if-- [Those are thoughts she needs to let lie, but in the same vein, it could happen. It could very well happen she doesn't have a contingency plan. That frightens her.]

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