voicemail

[memlost]

[An upbeat male voice comes on:]

Hey, it's Morgan! If you were expecting a girl, you picked the wrong picture. If not, then congratulations! But sorry too, because this means I've missed you. Leave a message!

[Beep.]

(( ooc: feel free to use this for face-to-face interactions as well! just leave a date and voice/action/etc. in the header. ))

Comments

[bloodandblunder]

I... I'm not sure. But I'm glad... [ and her gloves are soaked (like the rest of her), but she reaches out to touch his cheek. ] I'm glad you're all right.

[memlost]

[ Aw, Noire. She really doesn't have to worry about him, but telling her that would be fruitless. And it means she's been thinking of him, right? He burrows his cheek into her hand, surrendering his energy to her touch even as his heart pounds happily in his chest. ]

I'll take more than a little water to get me down... or keep me from reaching you.

[ Largely because he has a housemate who can teleport TAKE THAT, WHIRLPOOLS. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ Are they really having a moment in the middle of a flood-- ]

I appreciate it... but you shouldn't stay up here. [ As happy as she is to see him. ]

[memlost]

[ SHE STARTED IT...

He chews on that for a moment. He doesn't want to leave her out here alone and soaked, but she has a point that they shouldn't stay together for too long... ]

I'll go back as soon as I know you'll reach your destination safely. Which is, um... where, exactly?

[bloodandblunder]

...Here. [ this hypocrite. ]

[memlost]

...

[ Well, he can't say he doesn't understand where she's coming from. He takes her hand and kisses its back. ]

Then I guess that's that.

[bloodandblunder]

[ her adorable princely boyfriend gosh-- ]

Then you'll go in?

[memlost]

I can't say I'm too enthusiastic about leaving you to the elements, but I don't want to give you another reason to worry, either.

[ He begins to unclasp his robe and peel it off before throwing it around Noire's shoulders. ]

[bloodandblunder]

Wait, but that's-- Morgan, I'll be fine!

[memlost]

With this, you'll be even better.

[ He hooks this button here, winds that rope there, and then she's sealed into her robey prison. In the hard rain, his robe's volume is at its most practical. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ ... she feels so little in this thing with its complications and history. And, you know, size. ]

You didn't have to... [ and she weakly flaps a sleeve at him. ] But thank you.

[memlost]

[ Heehee. Cutest girlfriend. He reaches around and puts her hood up for her. ]

Take care of Ol' Robey for me, okay?

[bloodandblunder]

I will-- [ SO EARNEST. ] I promise!

[memlost]

Good.

[ A smile, and he bends in for a kiss, fingers pulling lightly at the opening of her hood. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ She'll lean into it with no hesitation whatsoever and a soft noise-- she's worried, still, of course, but she takes her comfort where she can. ]