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Apr 08, 2009 18:41

Hans was in an extremely foul mood, sitting at the kitchen table, as he looked over a variety of newspapers. His mood was further darkened by the fact that he was attempting to forgo coffee in a show of solidarity with Ali, but the newspapers from his own world, along with various correspondences from various sources in the know, were not making ( Read more... )

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vicioussweetie April 8 2009, 23:00:07 UTC
Ali didn't say anything right away when she saw Hans sitting in the kitchen. Instead, she worked around him, making tea and and a little snack for them both (good German cheeses and sausages and grapes); generally she left him alone, though she did occasionally brush a hand against his arm or trail a finger along his cheek.

When their snack was ready, and after a spot for it had been cleared on the table, Ali sat down beside him. She poured the tea, fixed it up for both of them, and then waited. Resting her hand on his knee, she waited for him to be ready to talk.

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hammerofhell April 8 2009, 23:06:47 UTC
Ali is good to him. Far better than he deserves. "Thank-you," he says, quietly, when she sets their snack and tea down.

He puts down his paper, folding it with the great care and precision of a man putting off talking about what is on his mind for as long as possible. When he has delayed things as much as he can, he finally begins to speak.

"They are... what is the American phrase... making a mess of things."

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vicioussweetie April 8 2009, 23:13:41 UTC
Ali nods a little. It's nothing she didn't know was coming for him, but seeing him hurt hurts her too. And worse, all she can really do now is give him a hug.

"I'm sorry."

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hammerofhell April 8 2009, 23:25:26 UTC
Hans holds her tightly, drawing strength from her for a moment. He had been forewarned and forearmed, from her history lessons, but little could have prepared him to truly see it come to pass.

"It is just as you said it would be," he goes on. "This will only end in bloodshed and misery."

He shakes his head. "There must be something that can be done. I had advocated to let history pass as it would... but now, as it draws closer... I do not know."

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