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( sorry, she writes, and then promptly deletes it. alina rests in limbo, in the pause that follows — off-kilter in the way their conversations tend to move like the churning rock of a ship. unpredictable, liable to cause seasickness from turbulence, never letting you remain steady on your own feet for long.
it's compounding, frankly, to try to make sense of him. lexi the riddle, lexi the puzzle. lexi the arrogant prince, lexi the displaced. mourner and menace both. she blows out a long, unsteady breath, fingertips hovering over her phone's blinking screen. )
You might want to reconsider announcing yours titles on the network and inviting unknown women into your bed, then.
( there. firmly back on their usual solid ground, the status quo of sarcasm and prodding teases, so she doesn't have to force herself to re-examine the twists and turns of their dynamic. )
it's compounding, frankly, to try to make sense of him. lexi the riddle, lexi the puzzle. lexi the arrogant prince, lexi the displaced. mourner and menace both. she blows out a long, unsteady breath, fingertips hovering over her phone's blinking screen. )
You might want to reconsider announcing yours titles on the network and inviting unknown women into your bed, then.
( there. firmly back on their usual solid ground, the status quo of sarcasm and prodding teases, so she doesn't have to force herself to re-examine the twists and turns of their dynamic. )
Edited 2024-08-28 02:55 (UTC)
( it's strange. he never intends to drop his trauma out of nowhere. they're just facts to him.
but of course, he's had thirty years to make them so. details of his life. like the history book being written as he goes. he's detached from these facts that they'll right alongside his name.
or maybe not. he never can tell. )
what can i say? i get a thrill from taking the risk :)
but of course, he's had thirty years to make them so. details of his life. like the history book being written as he goes. he's detached from these facts that they'll right alongside his name.
or maybe not. he never can tell. )
what can i say? i get a thrill from taking the risk :)
( unforgivable, if she let the world's most annoying man have the last word in a conversation. the ping of a read notification lingers, blinking, on his screen for a long, stretching moment. then: an unprompted picture, dappled in lakeside sunlight: )
Don't worry. I'll enjoy it enough for the both of us.
Don't worry. I'll enjoy it enough for the both of us.
You were growing the herbs.
Do you have any for sleep?
Do you have any for sleep?
Matt has been teaching me.
( matt's little deceptive detour aside, much as she's learning to swallow that bitterness. )
If you want something for dreams, you're better off going to him. He's the expert.
But I know which ones can help you to sleep, if that's all you need.
( matt's little deceptive detour aside, much as she's learning to swallow that bitterness. )
If you want something for dreams, you're better off going to him. He's the expert.
But I know which ones can help you to sleep, if that's all you need.
To encourage dreams or to stop them?
I only wanted more restful sleep.
I only wanted more restful sleep.
Magic is foreign to me.
I'd rather just trust plants from the soil.
I'd rather just trust plants from the soil.
That explains the hoard in your room.
You stockpile like a dragon, you know.
If it makes you feel any better, I'd never seen a recording before coming here.
Your sister mentioned them, once. Like ... living pictures?
You stockpile like a dragon, you know.
If it makes you feel any better, I'd never seen a recording before coming here.
Your sister mentioned them, once. Like ... living pictures?
Edited (mfw when i use the wrong hoard) 2024-09-02 19:52 (UTC)
Dragons are notorious for hoarding things, are they? Alicent mentioned those to me once.
Yeah, kind of. A prerecorded message, usually for documenting history. Like when someone posts on the network, and you watch it later.
Except ... well, they're usually more educational than what everyone posts on the net. No offense to them.
Anyway, I'm glad you mentioned Alia, because I'm going to kill her for ripping pages and corners out of all my books. Feel free to say goodbye at your convenience.
Yeah, kind of. A prerecorded message, usually for documenting history. Like when someone posts on the network, and you watch it later.
Except ... well, they're usually more educational than what everyone posts on the net. No offense to them.
Anyway, I'm glad you mentioned Alia, because I'm going to kill her for ripping pages and corners out of all my books. Feel free to say goodbye at your convenience.
That's what everyone says about them, anyway. Rusalye hoarded women, in the stories we were told as children. He would take them to his kingdom underwater, where they were fed nothing but corals and pearls. When they eventually starved, he would grieve them and return to the surface to find a new bride, only for the same fate to befall them each time.
ALL of them? Are we sure there's no bite marks on the corners? Maybe she was hungry.
( alia atreides never beating the glue-sniffing paint-eating allegations. )
This is a terrible time to admit I ... alleviated ("""alleviated""" ) you of a few books, isn't it.
In my defense, I didn't think you would miss them. You've so many.
ALL of them? Are we sure there's no bite marks on the corners? Maybe she was hungry.
( alia atreides never beating the glue-sniffing paint-eating allegations. )
This is a terrible time to admit I ... alleviated ("""alleviated""" ) you of a few books, isn't it.
In my defense, I didn't think you would miss them. You've so many.
Well ... There's Sankt Juris, who slew a dragon extorting villages.
And then burned to a crisp in its dying flames, so. Not quite the happy tale you're looking for.
Isn't that required by sibling law, or something?
I've never met anyone who didn't want to drown their brother or sister in a pond.
Funny you should ask. I stole a few on the lives of stars and planets.
There was a chapter on stellar parallax that was absolutely riveting, and not at all worthy of putting me to sleep.
( it was, in fact, mind-numbing and turned her brains to glazed icing, thank u for asking. )
And then burned to a crisp in its dying flames, so. Not quite the happy tale you're looking for.
Isn't that required by sibling law, or something?
I've never met anyone who didn't want to drown their brother or sister in a pond.
Funny you should ask. I stole a few on the lives of stars and planets.
There was a chapter on stellar parallax that was absolutely riveting, and not at all worthy of putting me to sleep.
( it was, in fact, mind-numbing and turned her brains to glazed icing, thank u for asking. )
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