Christmas At Warrior's

[zinda_blackhawk]

The remnants of the Christmas Eve party litter the bar in the form of empty bottles, paper plates, streamers, silly string, confetti and wrapping paper. It's the earliest hours of Christmas morning, and Zinda is still here -- she helped cook, after all, so she'll stick around to help Arisia clean up

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[elfinlantern]

"Anytime you need it. As long as you don't mind my joining you for at least a little of it." While Arisia would like nothing more than to curl up with Zinda, there are two things stopping her.

One, she wants to finish cleaning this up before heading to bed and two, she doesn't want to pressure Zinda or make any assumptions at all about how the other woman is taking this. Carefully, she squeezes Zinda in another hug before she takes a step back.

[zinda_blackhawk]

She plants a gentle kiss on Arisia's cheek, then sighs as she steps back. "I hate to leave this all to you, sugar." But she's beat, and the JD isn't helping. She offers a wan smile over her shoulder as she turns toward the kitchen door. "I'll try not to hog the covers."

[elfinlantern]

"Don't worry yourself about it. I'm sure I can steal some back if I need them." Arisia grins toward the other woman as she walks out.

And the elfin woman sets about cleaning up the bar. In fact, she takes longer in doing it than she needs to take. The cleaning she gives is a bit more in depth than is strictly necessary.

After she's done, she makes her way toward her room, opening the door carefully, in an attempt to not wake Zinda up.

[zinda_blackhawk]

The room is still dark, and Zinda's a heavy sleeper, even without the aid of alcohol. She stirs some under the mound of warm covers, but she doesn't wake. Her clothes, the light from the hall will reveal, are slung with carelessness over a chair.

[elfinlantern]

After the door is closed, Arisia's ring illuminates the room ever so slightly as she slides her boots off and carefully takes the dress off and hangs it up in her closet. After a bit of contemplation, she slips into an over large t-shirt and then makes her way into the bed.

Slipping beneath the covers, she curls up with Zinda, letting her eyes close, relaxing into her pillows and the warmth of her bed.

Not to mention the closeness of the other woman.

[zinda_blackhawk]

The Blackhawk shifts position, the cold air briefly hitting her skin as Arisia gets into bed; then she relaxes, turning towards the smaller woman's embrace. Sleepily, she murmurs, "'Bout time you showed up."

[elfinlantern]

"I didn't know you were waiting for me." Arisia is always warm, her regnerative metabolism making certain of that. The tone in her voice is mostly amused as she wraps her arm around Zinda - getting comfortable.

[zinda_blackhawk]

Blue eyes open to look at her in the bedroom's dim light. Zinda's always admired the small woman's boundless generosity and compassion. The hand that now bears a platinum ring comes up, fingers gently tracing the line of Arisia's delicate face in a decidely intimate gesture. "You're always worth waitin' for, sugar."

[elfinlantern]

Arisia leans into the fingers against her face for a few moments, eyes still closed. "Thank you, Zinda." Her arm slips around Zinda's waist, pulling the other woman a little closer.

[zinda_blackhawk]

In case she was in any doubt, the move is countered with the softest brush of lips over her own. Zinda has every intention of letting Arisia know just how much she's appreciated today, of all days.

[elfinlantern]

Arisia is a little surprised by the kiss from Zinda but there is no indication that it is an unwanted surprise. In fact, Arisia responds happily in kind. Her own hands slide along the other woman's back into her hair.

The sentiment is most certainly shared.