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talks_to_nisse in lolocracy

Dancing in the moonlight, singing in the rain

May 25, 2011 13:02

WHO: Berwald and Sindre
WHEN: Wednesday 25 May, Early afternoon
WHERE: Sindre's apartment
WHAT: Triumphant returns?

( Oh it's good to be back home again )

why are you hurt like this, this is your brain on drugs, ikea can do it better, today on all my nordics, not dead yet, blame the meds, fuck my life, nordic angst takeover, here have some comfort, owowow, i feel like shit, status: complete, norway, sweden, ust, i'm responsible i swear, that's one way to get your clothes off, it's all completely innocent here, get by with a little help from my friend

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oxenstierna_b May 25 2011, 23:34:43 UTC

Berwald had brought the few things he felt he would need for an extended visit to Sindre and Valdi's apartment already on the previous day, so he wouldn't have to Sindre alone unnecessarily. He'd initially worried what to do with the store but... as much as Marcello's sudden disappearance worried him, at least that took that problem out of the equation ( ... )

talks_to_nisse May 26 2011, 00:19:55 UTC

Sindre immediately shook his head. All he had been doing was lying down. He didn't want that to be the first thing he did upon returning home.

He wasn't sure what he wanted to do first, however. He didn't want to sleep, but he couldn't do...much of anything.

Eyes idly wandering throughout the apartment, they fixed on the kitchen table. He could sit and mostly not aggravate burns. And he could eat.

His stomach grumbled at the thought of non-hospital food. "I'd like to eat," he replied, speech slurred slightly. "If we have something. We should, so you don't have to make anything."

oxenstierna_b May 26 2011, 01:05:58 UTC

Berwald gave him a slightly worried frown, but didn't protest.

"Ah..." he cleared his throat "think so."

He knew, actually, because he'd gone shopping himself, right after he brought over his things and got a spare key from Valdi.

"What'd ya like? I don't mind making something either..." Berwald mumbled, though looking at Sindre he reckoned it should be something that wouldn't take too long to prepare, in case he got tired of sitting up. "Or I made soup yesterday if ya'd like that, just need t' heat 't up," while he tried not to show it, Berwald was almost tense enough to shake and the way he stood next to Sindre's wheelchair, one hand just barely leaning on the back of it could only be described as hovering.

talks_to_nisse May 26 2011, 01:27:53 UTC

The thought of real, solid, homecooked food had Sindre's mouth watering, but he pushed the thought away. "Should probably just have soup," he said wistfully. "Easier on everything."

Glancing up, something odd struck him about Berwald's posture, but he couldn't quite figure out what. Berwald seemed tense, though he didn't know why. Sindre had made it home. This was supposed to be the good part. He reached out and touched Berwald's hand with his own, lightly. "Make something for yourself, too. Something you like."

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talks_to_nisse June 2 2011, 23:17:48 UTC

Sighing at the worried look, Sindre rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to pass out in the five minutes you're gone," he grumbled.

As soon as he was gone, however, Sindre slid down until he was fully submerged. He wanted at least some of the water to get at the burn on his neck.

Granted, that was merely an excuse; the burn on his neck was merely first degree and would heal fine on its own. He just wanted to feel the water on his scalp, to feel partially cleansed.

And, a small part of him whispered, if you're in the water, fire can't get you.

He stayed under just long enough to fully allow the water to work through his hair, then pulled himself back up out of the water. Good. Berwald hadn't returned yet. The dunking had cleared his head somewhat, and a pang of guilt went through him at the thought of Berwald finding him under the water like that.

oxenstierna_b June 4 2011, 00:04:09 UTC

Of course, Berwald noticed that Sindre's hair was wet when he returned, but he didn't mention it, merely settling back on the floor to read. At that point there was only about ten minutes left of the assigned twenty, and they went by quickly while Berwald was reading aloud.

He finished the page he was on and closed the book with a snap, giving Sindre a weighing look.

"Ready?" Berwald asked him, just to make sure Sindre didn't wish to stay in the bath longer.

talks_to_nisse June 4 2011, 19:26:53 UTC

Sindre shook his head. "You said you'd wash my hair," he reminded him. "An' you haven't done that yet." After a beat to consider, he added, "Well, you can't wash hair while you're reading a book, or you'll wreck the book. But you can wash it now."

oxenstierna_b June 5 2011, 01:15:04 UTC

"Was thinking I'd put it away first," Berwald agreed, only the faint warmth in his voice betraying his slight amusement, while his expression remained perfectly solemn.

He gave the tub a look, trying not to look at two much of Sindre while at it, and then coughed a bit.

"Would ya drain th' water first? So it don't go over?" he suggested.

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