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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 19:31:25 GMT -5
*Great... now Volume is going to be worried... you have three options, tell her the truth, pretend you're sick, or say everything is okay. Think...* My stomach just hurts pretty bad... I don't think I ate much yesterday, now that I think about it. I think some food will get me right up... *My voice shakes a bit and I wipe my face before turning around to face her. I sit up and give her a hug* You know me, hun. Nothing can do lasting damage to me. *And the lying begins*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 19:39:15 GMT -5
I didn't say anything about lasting damage, but it's sweet of you to remind me of that. *I hug him back quickly, then let go after a few seconds.* You stay here, okay? I can go and make you some toast or something. It won't be as good as something you'd make, not by a long shot. But you won't have to cook it. I'll try to make it mostly edible...if that's alright, anyway. You might not want to have to try and eat a charred lump of what used to be bread. *I laugh quietly, even though I feel a bit of trepidation at the thought of trying to make something edible.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 19:43:33 GMT -5
*I kiss Vol on the cheek and smile* Thank you. I'm sure anything you make will be fine. I just need something to settle myself, then I can make everyone something actually worth eating.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 19:46:08 GMT -5
You say that now before I bring you a tray of stuff that smells like charcoal. But I'll try my hardest, okay? And while I'm at it, I think I'll bring something to Fire. I'll try not to take too long. *I squeeze his hand, stand up, and head for the kitchen, already grimacing at the imagined smell of burnt food.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 20:23:44 GMT -5
*As Volume leaves I sit up and place my head in my hands. I try to get the monologue out of my head, but to no avail. No more running. I had to find the source of this pain and get rid of it. This inner voice has to go.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 20:29:59 GMT -5
*A few minutes later I re-enter with a plate of not-too-badly-burnt slices of toast, orange slices, and some strips of jerky that I hope will serve as an acceptable substitute for bacon. I balance a cup of water on the plate, and it wobbles a few times but somehow doesn't spill. I set the plate down besides Aftermath, taking a bite of my own apple.* Here you go. I hope this isn't too bad. I'm going to go take a tray to Fire as well. I will be right back, okay? Then, if you still don't feel better after eating, I'll do what I can to help fix you. *I kiss him lightly on the cheek, then dart out of the room for a moment.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 20:37:52 GMT -5
*I can't help but smile and blush as she brings me breakfast. It isn't much, but it's something. I take a few bites of the toast(?) and jerky before starting on the orange. Something about someone you love bringing you food out of sheer kindness is extremely heart warming.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 20:44:26 GMT -5
*I quietly slip back in through the narrow opening I left for myself before, taking another small bite from the apple that might be the only thing I eat for a while. Setting it to the side for a moment, I set down next to Aftermath and put one of my arms around his shoulders.* Feeling better? I'm sorry that it's not exactly a five-star meal. But at least I didn't find any way to mess up the premade food. *I glance quickly down at the plate, then get concerned.* I didn't manage to somehow give you a moldy orange or bad jerky, did I? Oh, that would just be the sort of thing I would do.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 20:50:00 GMT -5
*I smile and kiss Vol lightly on the cheek* It was wonderful because you made it. *I chuckle a bit and ruffle her hair playfully* Thank you. Really. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 20:59:00 GMT -5
You're sweet. But you don't have to pretend it tasted good. I'm not good at cooking. *I laugh as well, shifting my position so that I can drape both arms over his shoulders and rest my head against his.* Now, then. Are you feeling any better yet? Less pain in your stomach now that you've eaten?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 30, 2012 21:04:07 GMT -5
Yea, loads better, actually. *I fall back lazily so we are both lying down on the bed.* But I'd like to just lay here for a while, if that's okay. *I may have my issues, but this moment borders on perfection*
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 30, 2012 21:18:32 GMT -5
Of course. Whatever you want. *The way we fell leaves Aftermath's head laying on one of my shoulders. I remove his hat (which I only rarely notice anymore, because he LITERALLY never takes it off) and comb my fingers through his hair.* Do you want to talk about anything? Anything at all? You could just go back to sleep if you want, but if you're going to stay awake, I'm sure I could dream something up.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 31, 2012 15:07:03 GMT -5
*I shiver a bit as she takes my hat off. I feel naked without it.* I'm not sure, really. What do you want to talk about? I've got nothing, really. My mind's been rather blank lately... *again with the lying.* Not sure, hun. We can talk about anything you'd like.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 31, 2012 18:43:09 GMT -5
You essentially just said the same thing three times. I'm not sure if I should be suspicious. *I laugh quietly and replace his hat, sensing that he isn't very happy without it. I have no idea what his attachment to it is, but it could very well not be something I want to dredge up.* Well, I have a few questions that I kind of want answered. Nothing difficult or awkward, I think. Nothing about your past. And, if you want, you can ask me a question for every one I ask you. Um...do we have a deal?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 31, 2012 19:03:36 GMT -5
If you want to play that game, then yes, go for it. *I smile at Vol* Question one?
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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