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*Adam's been waiting - it hasn't been very long, but it feels like forever. The painting is propped up in the corner of the room, and he hasn't been able to take his eyes off of it.*

Date: 2005-11-20 02:30 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (I may never stop smiling.)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
*Alanna takes a deep breath, relief flooding her. She hadn't known how much that was bothering her.*

At least I won't die then. I'm afraid you're stuck with me.

*She grins, throwing her arms around his neck to kiss him soundly.*

Date: 2005-11-20 02:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Or the Goddess.

*Caught up in him, she smiles, brushing her mouth against his and nibbling on his lower lip.*

He made my ears large. Just like Thom. I just have large ears, don't I?

Date: 2005-11-20 02:44 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] the_lioness
*She snorts, rolls her eyes a bit and hugs him.*

Thank you for talking to him. For this.

What... do we DO with it?

Date: 2005-11-20 03:01 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Smirk)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
I am safe. We are safe. Ingress and George are safe. For the time being, so is Tortall.

That is so lovely to say.

*She is still worried about Thom, but for the moment, all she can do is smile.*

Date: 2005-11-20 03:09 am (UTC)
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I *kiss* love *kiss* you. *kiss*

*She starts pushing him gently back toward the couch.*

You know, I never would have expected this. I spent at least fifteen minutes wondering what it was.

Date: 2005-11-20 03:20 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Is your armor thin again?)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Well, I was occupied by a surly prince, two bumbling demon hunters and a final conversation with my former Co-head of Security.

*She backs him into the couch, pushes him down and then flops into his lap. Kissing his forehead, she sighs and glances at the painting.*

Only in Milliways.

Date: 2005-11-20 03:27 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] the_lioness
This is quite true. I'm relatively certain there is no door connecting Tortall and Great Britain, although that would make things easier.

*She ruffles his hair a little, winking.*

Sorry. Got that from Raven.

Date: 2005-11-20 03:34 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (I may never stop smiling.)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Oh, we could work on the ruffling too.

*Both hands now, and she's giggling.*

See? Practice makes perfect.

Date: 2005-11-20 03:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Is that so? Very well. I can always brush up on my tickling.

*It's an empty threat, and she sinks down beside him on the sofa, legs over his lap as she stares at the painting.*

I can't believe he did that. This.

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