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. ))

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[memlost]

[ BE

He leans forward suddenly, staring intently at her face. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ Morgan wait what now--

SHE'S JUST GOING TO... l-lean back a bit. ]

W... what is it?

[memlost]

Your first idea.

[bloodandblunder]

We can't! [ wow, she almost lost that word to pitch, and she's already frantically waving her hands in front of her. ] L-like I said, you'll get sick for certain!

[memlost]

... I know. I was just gauging your reaction.

[ He sits back with a satisfied smile. Normally he'd throw caution to the wind, but with this fog around he can't afford to be sick. ]

1/3

[bloodandblunder]

[ For a few seconds, Noire stares at him, mouth working soundlessly-- until she has to cough, and with it comes-- ]

[bloodandblunder]

THE GALL OF YOU, TOYING SO CALLOUSLY WITH THE HEART OF DARKNESS!! KNOW THIS, MORTAL, I SHALL NOT BE TRIFLED WITH! YOUR LAST DAY APPROACHES--

[bloodandblunder]

[ except no, sickies should not blood and thunder, and the fight leaves her pretty rapidly, along with most of her energy, so she'll just... slump down now. ]

T-there's a limit...

1/2

[memlost]

[ IT'S BEEN SO LONG. Thus, Morgan is utterly unprepared for the onslaught. He's already scrambled halfway off the couch's end with the first phrase, and the rest of his punishment is spent cringing and cowering in plain sight. He told himself never to die again, but his life is flashing before his eyes-- ]

2/2

[memlost]

[ But at least she has his full attention when she slumps down, allowing him to catch her murmuring. He hesitates for a second, slightly shell-shocked, before sliding back down and letting out the breath he'd been holding. ]

I-I'm sorry, Noire. I wasn't trying to, er, toy with your heart. I just wanted to be sure...

[bloodandblunder]

[ she doesn't even regret it, exhaling a still somewhat irritated huff. Sometimes, getting angry comes in handy. ]

You could have just asked... I was really starting to panic.

[memlost]

With the original objective being to avoid thoughts of babies, I thought planting the idea of kissing where there might've been none would only make things worse--

[bloodandblunder]

I'm nowhere near ready for that... [ she just looks plaintively petulant now, curling a little more on the couch. ] A-and I didn't like the idea of kissing as a distraction, anyway... like I said, the first should be important.

[memlost]

[ She looks so withdrawn that he scoots closer, apologetic though he is. ]

I know. And I agree on both points! So... you don't have to worry about that. I shouldn't have pushed it.

[bloodandblunder]

I'll punish you later.

[ said in the meekest voice possible. ]

[memlost]

[ The thundering wasn't the punishment?! ]

Deal.

[bloodandblunder]

[ That only somewhat works on him. ]

Then, for now...

... Can I borrow your lap again? [ she's not going to be of much help today. ]

[memlost]

[ It's a good thing his lap is more of an asset than his brain is a detriment. ]

... Of course. And I'll restrict myself to restful conversation topics this time!

[ He readjusts himself for optimal lap pillowing and gives his leg a pat. ]

tmw you thought you posted this nine hours ago

[bloodandblunder]

I appreciate it... [ and she's already shifting her curl, resting her head somewhat gingerly on his thigh until she suddenly relaxes. ] It's going to be a long day, I know.

will confess i was slightly puzzled

[memlost]

[ He smiles as she gets comfy. Whatever the punishment ends up being... he can deal with it later!! But for now, he reaches for one of her hands. ]

Mm. But if there's a time to get cooped up indoors, it may as well be when it's too soupy to go outside! No sunny skies to tempt you out of bed, right?

shhhh

[bloodandblunder]

Right... [ she'll let him take her hand captive; this will still take some getting used to, but it's nice. ] And I'm glad... I'm not alone, this time.

[memlost]

[ The way he sees it, there's no better way to get used to something than lots of quality practice. He snakes his fingers between hers and squeezes. ]

As long as I have the presence of mind to know you're in need and the strength in my limbs to reach you, I won't let you be alone again.

[bloodandblunder]

... Maybe you should have been a bard. [ her sigh softens into a smile, as embarrassed as she is. ] That was... really kind of pretty, Morgan.

[memlost]

... Hehe, you think so?

[ Well now she's embarrassing him too, as pleased as he is. Maybe all that time with Owain is paying off in unexpected ways. ]

But I really do mean it! I won't stand for you feeling alone if I can help it.

[bloodandblunder]

That means a lot to me. [ She eyes their hands, content and touched. ] ... Maybe more than you know, but thank you.