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]

You're already sturdier than I expected.

[ she's seen him shirtless. ]

[memlost]

Aw, thanks.

[ Was... was that a compliment. ]

I bet I could get sturdier, if you like.

[ They'll be push-ups of love. ]

[bloodandblunder]

If you'd like to, that's fine... but I like you either way, Morgan.

[memlost]

... Then I'll add a set of crunches and push-ups to my daily regimen!

[ TAKING THAT AS A YES ]

[bloodandblunder]

... Don't push yourself, please.

[memlost]

[ He joins his hands at the back of her waist and finally stops using her as a standing pillow, opting to see all the cute expressions she's probably making. ]

But that's the whole point of training! No pain, no gain. If you aren't seeing spots and crawling away from your gear by the end, then you aren't doing it right!

[bloodandblunder]

[ Yes, adorable expressions like UTTER DISMAY. ]

T-there's a limit! Or so Kjelle said-- and Laurent...

... And Gerome...

[ she might have gotten scolded a lot for overdoing it. ]

[memlost]

[ Hers is the cutest dismay. ]

Kjelle said that? Huh. I thought pushing herself too hard was her rule.

[ And Gerome too, eh... ]

It sounds like you have a lot of people looking out for you.

[bloodandblunder]

I do... but you do, too! So please don't start seeing spots.

[memlost]

... Oh, all right. No more spots.

[ Slave driver!! ]

[bloodandblunder]

Thank you... if you'd like, we can train together more. I need to improve my stamina, too.

[memlost]

Hey, that's a great idea! I could always use a jogging partner. I can come over in the mornings, and we'll get some wake-up exercise in together.

[ Those early, early mornings... ]

[bloodandblunder]

You wake up early, right? I should be ready.

[ the insomniac says. ]

[memlost]

Right. But make sure you're still getting enough sleep, okay? If it helps, I can come over in the evenings and see you off.

[ At this rate, they'll be seeing each other every waking hour... ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ Not Even Married. ]

Sleeping's been a little easier now, since... um, then.

[ ahahaha. ] So if I just think of you before I sleep, it helps.

[memlost]

Really? I wish I could say the same, but you know me. Once my head hits the pillow, it's like someone's dropped a brick on me.

[ But he'd totes think of her too. Totes. ]

Oh, but I dream of you lots! Those are always nice.

[ morgan ]

[bloodandblunder]

I would think dreams about me would involve curses and darkness...

[memlost]

Far from it! There's usually cuddling and flower fields and all sorts of good stuff involved. I love you, Noire. I wouldn't associate you with darkness and curses.

[bloodandblunder]

[ HER BOYFRIEND THE BOLD. ]

I think that's just part of me, honestly... b-but cuddling does sound a lot better.

[memlost]

Doesn't it?

[ He pulls her a little closer even as he presses his forehead to hers. ]

But to be fair, cuddling sounds better than most things.

[bloodandblunder]

Well, since it's your birthday... we could do some of that, too.

[memlost]

[ Noire, he is trying to be a good twin and you are a terrible influence right now. ]

Oh? Are birthday cuddles much different from the regular kind?

[bloodandblunder]

[ She'll give him back, promise. ]

... I could try to make them different?

[memlost]

Heh! Now you've piqued my interest.

[ Though he'd enjoy any kind of cuddle at all. He nudges them toward her room, gently walking her backward with his hands still locked behind her. ]

Frankly, I'm not sure I can quell my curiosity all the way until later.

[bloodandblunder]

But if you do, then you won't have anywhere else to be, right?

[ Morgan, she knows you're moving her. ]