Mixed Muses: The Morning After
Nov. 5th, 2011 08:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He wakes up. In a strange bed.
It takes a moment to remember where he is. And who he's with.
As he gets his bearings, he smiles to himself and looks over at Alisa.
It takes a moment to remember where he is. And who he's with.
As he gets his bearings, he smiles to himself and looks over at Alisa.
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Date: 2011-11-06 04:21 am (UTC)"Good morning," she murmurs.
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Date: 2011-11-07 01:15 am (UTC)"I don't like doing anything at six forty in the morning." With the war behind him, he's come to cherish the lack of reveille.
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Date: 2011-11-07 01:57 am (UTC)She stretches and settles back down, cheek pillowed on her folded arms as Alisa watches Howard. "You can stay for a while if you want to."
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Date: 2011-11-08 01:02 am (UTC)It's early for her. Very early.
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Date: 2011-11-08 02:14 am (UTC)But eventually, when time has passed enough for him to feel hungry, he figures not to have too much of a very good thing.
"So how about that walk?"
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Date: 2011-11-08 09:48 am (UTC)"Walk first, or breakfast first?" He begins to dress. In his Rhett Butler outfit, apparently.
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Date: 2011-11-08 05:15 pm (UTC)She does blink back to visible as she pulls on a pair of jeans, though.
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Date: 2011-11-08 11:49 pm (UTC)He dresses carefully. He'll still need this outfit when he heads back home.
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Date: 2011-11-09 12:25 am (UTC)"Should I come with you?"
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Date: 2011-11-09 12:33 am (UTC)"The way you talk about your time, though, I don't know if you would feel comfortable in mine." Things will change. But not for a while.
He opens the door to a corridor where every so often he sees people who look relieved to have their regular clothes back. And yet no one is staring at his.
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Date: 2011-11-09 12:42 am (UTC)She reaches for his hand slowly, less shy than she expected to be.
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Date: 2011-11-09 01:14 am (UTC)"I don't think it would be too much to ask."
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