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 tried. [ this, she will admit. ] But I was afraid I'd dream of you coming back, and then I'd wake up and it wouldn't be true.

[memlost]

[ Pause. ]

Gods, that might've been the most heartbreaking thing I've ever heard.

[bloodandblunder]

[ ... Oops. ]

A-ah, was it? I'm sorry--

[memlost]

[ He quickly shakes his head and gives her hand another squeeze. ]

Don't be. You're just being honest! And it's sweet, in a sad kind of way.

[ He considers her for a moment, and then her words. Then: ]

You should stay up here with me tonight.

[bloodandblunder]

... Eh?

[ wow, is this how their first night together goes, camped out on a cliff-- ]

[memlost]

[ If you mean with ROMANTIC FIRESIDE LODGING, then yes. Yes it is. ]

Stay with me! The open air will be refreshing. It might be just the thing you need for a good night's sleep.

[bloodandblunder]

[ Normally, she'd get a lot more flustered over this. But he's been missing for far too long, and his hand is warm in hers-- so slowly, she nods, face also warming. ]

A-all right. I don't really want to leave your side right now, anyway.

[memlost]

Great! We might have to squeeze to fit under the blanket, but it should be just big enough.

[ Same for the tent, which has a serious case of hobo. But yay for sleepovers... ]

[bloodandblunder]

Should I get another blanket?

[ ... which means getting up and letting go, so maybe she sounds a little hesitant. ]

[memlost]

[ He blinks in surprise. ]

Huh? No, it's a little too dark to scale the cliffs now. And... I don't mind sharing a blanket if it's with you.

[bloodandblunder]

... O-oh... well, I don't mind either.

[ complete with hand squeeze, don't turn red Noire. ]

[memlost]

No -- it would be more accurate to say that I'd love to share a blanket with you!

[ DON'T BE EMBARRASSED, NOIRE, IT'S MORE THAN OKAY WITH HIM. ]

[bloodandblunder]

I-I understand! I'm not doubting your enthusiasm!

[memlost]

Oh, good. You seemed a little bashful, so I wanted to reassure you.

[ This relationship is a lot of things. Subtle isn't one of them. ]

[bloodandblunder]

... I've just never... slept alone with you before... so I'm a little nervous?

[memlost]

Hmm...? If it makes you feel better, you can pretend you're sleeping alone like usual. Only I'm right next to you... and there's a blanket on top of us!

[bloodandblunder]

[ ... He is way too chill about this, but she only sighs in response and drops her head on his shoulder. ]

I think it would be impossible to be unaware of you.

[memlost]

Ha ha. I'll take that as a good thing.

[ He feels the same way about her, really, but for some reason voicing it seems a little... well. He stares off into the night... ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ That's fine, she's blushing enough as it is. And gradually, she'll venture-- ]

Are you tired?

[memlost]

Huh? No! I mean... maybe a little.

[ Lying down does sound appealing. Setting up camp, even if it's miniature, is involved work. He tilts his head at her. ]

Well, I'm ready to turn in if you are.

[bloodandblunder]

I am... I think it's worth trying, at any rate. [ and she'll even move off of his shoulder! ]

[memlost]

[ ... And now his shoulder is sad and cold. But it's all the more reason to get re-settled quickly, so he crawls over and feeds the fire with enough hunks of furniture to last a while longer. Then he'll gather up his blanket and pillow and wait for Noire to shimmy into the tent first. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ She's inching in, taking care not to disrupt anything after their valiant efforts. The shoulder-piece she'll take off, along with her other glove and her circlet, before she makes room for him. ]

[memlost]

[ He derobes, deboots, and dearmors, leaving it all in a pile nearby before sliding in beside her. He'll pop his pillow down, carefully lay his blanket over them, and finally lie down with a content sigh. There's something comforting about cloth walls. ]

Comfy?

[bloodandblunder]

Yes... [ as she settles down, facing him. ] Will this work for you?