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importantman

Room 206, Wednesday Morning

Apr 23, 2008 10:39

There was a cat, and there was a Really Useful Book, and there were drawings on the walls of towers and jugglers and of a sandcastle, and of a million other things, done up in paints and charcoals and crayons, all done in her hand.

The bed still hadn't been made.

It hadn't been slept in last night, either ( Read more... )

naminé, plottydoo, room 206

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sarcasm_guy April 23 2008, 17:01:44 UTC

Sokka knocked on his door carefully, carrying a decaf no-whip soy latte.

importantman April 23 2008, 17:14:26 UTC

There was a sound from inside, something that might have sounded distinctly like an incoherent mumble into a pile of dirty laundry, muffled further through the door.

If nothing else, it was an indication that the resident of room 206 was still inside of room 206.

sarcasm_guy April 23 2008, 17:18:11 UTC

Sokka opened the door and peered in. "Hey. How are you holding up? I, uh. I'm going over to the library in just a bit. To, uh. Look. For help."

importantman April 23 2008, 17:24:29 UTC

Valentine hesitated for a moment before sitting up.

Right, then. He could hardly spend the rest of his life curled into her dresses, could he? Onwards and Upwards, and all of that. Or something. Perhaps.

"For help? In the library?"

Sokka would possibly be in need of a net, then. Or... No, no he wouldn't, the books were all dea- not alive here. Right.

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iseewhatyoumean April 23 2008, 17:22:58 UTC

Cassandra knocked at the door, and then without waiting for an answer she pushed it open, "Namine?"

importantman April 23 2008, 17:26:01 UTC

Door. Opening. Cassandra. Right. Okay.

Valentine gathered up his wits- wits were very slippery things today- and shook his head a little as he looked at the person who had just walked in.

"She isn't here," he said, and it sounded much more flat and tired on his tongue than he had meant for it to be.

iseewhatyoumean April 23 2008, 17:28:17 UTC

Looking around the room for Namine meant Cassandra wasn't watching Valentine. She'd never been good with tones of voice, and without being able to see him she missed the nuance.

"When will she be back?"

importantman April 23 2008, 17:32:19 UTC

It took a bit more effort to find his voice at all before Valentine could answer that question.

A great deal more effort, really.

"I don't think that she will be," he replied, and then he held his breath. Holding his breath meant that maybe he wouldn't lose his mind right then.

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