Long promised [RP for Cait and Robin]

Sep 27, 2008 15:16

The quiet of the apartment that Cait and Abby share is broken by the ringing of Cait's mobile phone. On his end of the line, Robin grimaces as the phone rings, and rings again, the sound coming through faint to him even with the volume turned up as loud as possible. The phone has a bit of competing to do with the other sounds around him, of course ( Read more... )

cait, rp

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a_chaitlin September 27 2008, 23:48:14 UTC
Seven hells, but she still feels so damnably tired. Cait sighs and stretches, sinking a little deeper into the scented water of her bath.

Her fatigue is mainly mental in origin, she knows that. Her body has nearly finished making up the energy she willingly drained away into helping Pippa heal, but the emotional aftermath takes its toll on all of them. Poor Pippa, still heart-wounded for God knows how long to come, and Rory trying to care for and support her, all three of her brothers so painfully silent on the subject of what they did with her abductor (besides kill him, that much is obvious). And Da, he's worried sick about them all.

And now Abby has just learned that a dear friend and colleague of hers is dead in Chicago. Murdered. Jesus Christ, but hasn't her family had enough ( ... )

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a_chaitlin December 7 2008, 19:58:48 UTC
"Oh I have to, have I?" Cait mutters, both chagrined at being caught out (again) and wondering if perhaps a certain sylph of the West Wind contributed to that timely blast of air. Zee being Zee, however, she's more likely to read Robin the riot act for consorting with a "stinky púca" than assist him in any seduction attempts.

Not that this qualifies as a seduction attempt just yet ... does it? She looks up at the Puck through her long, dark lashes. The hint of wickedness gleaming through the azure of his eyes can't really be used as a guide, ever-present as it is. Be serious, girl. When is the man not on the make, really?

He is warm, though.Cait sighs, recognizing her body's minor mutiny as she reflexively snuggles a little closer under Robin's arm. Her arms unfold from her chest, and if one of them takes the opportunity to inch its way around her abductor's lean waist, she's not about to argue. Enjoying the day, right ( ... )

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