Up on the roof
Aug. 27th, 2004 12:43 pm*The wander lust is calling again, the trapped feeling has returned, but this time the only direction Raph is moving, is closer to Penny. He spent a good portion of yesterday trying to explain himself. Raph isn't exactly gifted when it comes to words, unless they're of the 4 letter variety. Through out it all she listened, and didn't appear to outwardly judge.
Two things stick in his mind as he replays the conversation forwards and backwards in his mind. One, how quickly she went from intent listener to affectionate ... girlfriend? He's not sure if that was some sort of defense mechanism kicking in, or if she was just trying to oust him from his own personal ick. "Qualudes and Champagne" is the other. Raph's heard of the drug only in passing. It's an outdated novelty that the rich club kids seek out in an innane effort to salute the ol' Studio 54.
Raph holds her close. Seems he's not the only one who needs someone to protect them from themselves.*
Two things stick in his mind as he replays the conversation forwards and backwards in his mind. One, how quickly she went from intent listener to affectionate ... girlfriend? He's not sure if that was some sort of defense mechanism kicking in, or if she was just trying to oust him from his own personal ick. "Qualudes and Champagne" is the other. Raph's heard of the drug only in passing. It's an outdated novelty that the rich club kids seek out in an innane effort to salute the ol' Studio 54.
Raph holds her close. Seems he's not the only one who needs someone to protect them from themselves.*
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Date: 2004-08-27 11:57 pm (UTC)*he says to the space between her breasts*
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Date: 2004-08-28 12:02 am (UTC)do....do that again.
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please
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Date: 2004-08-28 12:06 am (UTC)runs her hands back down his back, touching each scar softly*
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Date: 2004-08-28 12:30 am (UTC)please... do that... more
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Date: 2004-08-28 12:59 am (UTC)you ok?
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:01 am (UTC)gonna have a wicked bruise in the morning, you know.
*his finger tips trace the bitemark*
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:05 am (UTC)Did I hurt your back? *is really concerned*
bruises, I can handle.
*wraps her arms around him*
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:14 am (UTC)nothin' i can't handle.
*he's come to the conclusion that she can't get close enough, but continues to try just the same*
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:20 am (UTC)I'm pretty sure that's what you are wanting but I don't know, are you part amoeba?
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:34 am (UTC)*he mutters absently to her shoulder as he adjusts himself accordingly. if he were in his right mind, he might be embarassed by his lack of situational awareness, as it were. any other failures at witty remarks cease right then and there.*
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Date: 2004-08-28 01:40 am (UTC)you are doing fine, you never got the 'sex' talk so don't go worrying about it.
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