first time... again.
DrOctavius[home] steps through the portal, a little stiffly, and heads over to the common area.
ClairHome is coming out of a new room, wrapped in a big white robe and rubbing her hair dry, dripping on the floor.
DrOctavius[home] Good evening.
DrOctavius[home] sits down on one of the big leather couches and deposits his book on the table.
ClairHome Hey. *gestures over her shoulder* We have a pool now, if you swim.
A pool? I'll have to try that out. *looks distracted*
ClairHome *perches on the other end of the couch.* Something up?
DrOctavius[home] No... not really. I spoke with the djinn today, and I made the wish. For Rosie. But sometimes I think it might have just been silliness on my part. That kind of thing is the stuff of kid's stories. *smiles tiredly, rubbing the small of his back*
ClairHome smiles. "Nexus, Dr Octavius. All those kid's stories are what this place is /made/ of."
DrOctavius[home] knows married people have arguments. He also knows that Otto and Clair have actuators. This causes bruises and broken bones.
DrOctavius[home] I know. He told me three days... and if she doesn't appear, then she didn't want to come back. So we'll see.
ClairHome *crosses her fingers and holds them up*
ClairHome is also still faintly purple.
DrOctavius[home] shrugs, smiling.
DrOctavius[home] blinks. "Ah... why do you look somewhat like a squeezed grape?"
ClairHome *rueful grin* Can you say "Mystic ninja midgets" three times fast?
DrOctavius[home] Probably not. *raises an eyebrow, still smirking* Do I ask...?
ClairHome Well, don't do it in front of Dr. Trainer.
ClairHome Bit of a sore spot. Actually, a bit of a sore spot for Otto, too.... eheh...
DrOctavius[home] I see. She is the reason you're pleasantly violet?
ClairHome Spray paint.
Odd_Sound can be heard from the observation room.
ClairHome *blinks in that direction*
Odd_Sound Eep! *THUMP*
DrOctavius[home] Ah. I see. The usual thing with Dr. Trainer...
DrOctavius[home] *also looks in the direction of the sound*
DrOctavius[home] Is that your cat?Odd_Sound doesn't sound like a cat. Cats don't say "Eep!"
ClairHome No, Frank's off with his kittens...
Odd_Sound *ruffle*
Odd_Sound Mmfh.
DrOctavius[home] is kind of... ignorant with cats, even having lived with Frank this long.
DrOctavius[home] Hnnn. *gets up a bit stiffly and goes over to the observation room*
Odd_Sound *mutter*
ClairHome peeers, keeping back.
DrOctavius[home] opens the door and looks inside.
Rosalie sits on the floor with an injured dignity.
Mark- wanders in.
ClairHome greets Mark with a wave, coming away from the observatory very quickly.
Rosalie looks up.* Otto. Aheh. I didn't phase through the floor quite as well this time.
Mark- Hey, I wondered if you...had more of those blue pills. Erin went to visit her family and infected all of them. She figures it'd be easier to cure them all if she was a distributer of the antidote virus...
DrOctavius[home] blinks.
DrOctavius[home] looks a bit like someone smacked him in the head with a bat.
ClairHome glances back at Rosie and Octavius. "Yeah, I have more. But... ah, how much does she know?"
Rosalie Otto? Are you all right?
ClairHome I feel like pasta, Mark, and I don't feel like doing dishes. Mind dinner in the Sanctuary?
DrOctavius[home] steps into the room, closer to her. "You look..."
Mark- Only that she's singing and somehow I'm not anymore.
Mark- I'd love some dinner.
ClairHome nods and pushes him out to the Sanctuary.
Rosalie Hmm?
DrOctavius[home] 's mouth is working but no sound is coming out.
Rosalie watches this,looking a littlw worried.
DrOctavius[home] approaches, reaches out, and tries to touch her face.
Rosalie startles when his fingers brush her cheek.
Rosalie ...
Rosalie is speechless.
Rosalie Otto....
DrOctavius[home] smiles, and his eyes are shining. "/Bless.../" He closes the distance and takes her in his arms, burying his face in her hair.
Rosalie wraps her arms around him, wibbling* Oh, Otto....
Rosalie *softly* It worked....
DrOctavius[home] holds her tightly like a drowning man, kissing her cheek, her neck. "God... god..."
Rosalie clings to him, tears in her eyes*
DrOctavius[home] rests his forehead against hers. "I'm sorry you had to go through that... drifting and hell and... you smell so wonderful."
Rosalie *kisses him*
Rosalie wraps her arms around him and kisses him slowly, blissfully, her eyes closed.
DrOctavius[home] meets the kiss, stepping backwards and 'falling' into the couch on his back. A very comfortable 'fall.' Ah heh.
Rosalie snuggles*
Rosalie *muffled* I've missed you so much.... Just snuggling like this.
DrOctavius[home] Mmmhmmm... and your hair. I missed your hair. And that spot on your neck that makes you goosepimple when I... *he rubs there, just so*
Rosalie squirms and goosebumps, burying her face in his chest, making an amused sound*
DrOctavius[home] And that. Just... the warmth and the sound of your laugh and... you.
Rosalie *nods, curling against him* Missed your warmth...
DrOctavius[home] traces her length, fingers playing over her curves. "I could do this for the rest of my life."
Rosalie *snuggles against him, her head on his shoulder, right where it always fit best.* I could stay here forever.
DrOctavius[home] chuckles. "So we shall..." He kisses the top of her head. After a few moments, he asked, "What was it like? Was it simply... one way and then another? Incorporeal then solid?"
Rosalie I felt very strange and tingly... and a little sick. Then it all went as quickly as it came and the next thing I knew I was sitting on the floor with a bruised dignity. *chuckles a little*
Rosalie I was just thinking, too, how much I missed you.
DrOctavius[home] Ah, love... *closes his eyes and sighs against her, as happy as he has ever been*
Rosalie snuggles for a beat, then shifts and kisses him again, her fingers slipping into his hair*
DrOctavius[home] rose to meet her lips, soft and warm and so very perfect (at least, in his estimation).
Rosalie would say the same about his. She melts against him, her fingers twining in his hair*
DrOctavius[home] smiles sleepily. "I feel like I'm nineteen again."
Rosalie Mmmm, so do I. But a sleepy nineteen.
DrOctavius[home] It wore you out, eh?
Rosalie *nods* ANd you're warm.
DrOctavius[home] *quiet* It was cold where you were?
DrOctavius[home] pulls a blanket from the back of the couch, draping it over her and himself as well, snuggling in the warmth.
Rosalie *nods again* Always cold.
Rosalie Most of the time I was able to forget that, though.
DrOctavius[home] wraps his arms around her again, resting his cheek against her head. "Not anymore," he says quietly.
Rosalie *murmurs, smiling* Not any more.
DrOctavius[home] relaxes beneath her, utterly at peace. "... can sleep again." And he does.
Rosalie listens to him breathe until she drifts off to sleep, as well.
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