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Mailbox!
This is Mimi's mailbox. -
The curtain falls; a candle is extinguished
SCENE: INTERIOR. Early morning. THE CLINIC. Various friends and family surround the bed of MIMI MARQUEZ as she lays dying.MIMI: (half-conscious, mumbles softly but only occasional words can be made out. The mumbling stops as her eyes open, breathing shallow and labored) Roger? (She looks at the faces around the bed, eyes coming into focus as she ( Read more... ) -
Living with, not dying from.
The achy, tired feeling that had sent Mimi to bed earlier than usual hadn't really felt like much to worry about, despite Tosh's concerned looks. She was working hard, directing the musical was taking its toll, and really, she'd had nights like that off and on for years, now. It was just part of the disease, like the cold hands and the occasional ( Read more... ) -
[For Bagoas] Parting is such sweet sorrow...
Mimi had justified putting off this conversation for a few days, blaming it on the musical auditions and all of the work she'd had to put in, both before and after. But she couldn't put it off any longer. She owed him the truth, even if it would still be several days before the room was finished and she was ready to move into it ( Read more... ) -
[For Owen]
Mimi was sitting on the beach, the Wicked libretto in her lap and a bit of scratch paper on top where she was making notes on each character, some basic ideas of what she wanted for each part. She was excited for auditions, and was pretty much letting the musical take up all of her attention. It was easier than thinking about...other things. -
[For Mark]Got any H, any smack, any horse?
Mimi had tried to hold still as long as she could, until Tosh was well asleep, before slipping out of bed, the pent-up tension of lying still and quiet for nearly an hour making her even more jittery than she would have been normally ( Read more... ) -
[Tosh smut]
[Continued from here.]
"Mmmhmmm," Her lips traced a line down Mimi's neck, her teeth brushing lightly over her skin, "And I thought you said that you liked possibly being caught.""You betcha," Mimi said playfully, sliding her hands beneath the now-loose bra, moving them around to the front to cup Tosh's breasts, kneading gently. She bit her lip ( Read more... ) -
[Locked to Tosh]
Mimi had been thinking about Ianto's advice. She still hadn't talked to Tosh, because she was really nervous about how it would go, despite Ianto's confidence that it was the right thing to do. He was probably right, though. That was the sucky part ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes it's nice to just sleep in.
Bagoas had wanted her to stay in bed and get some rest, and Jack had practically ordered her to, so who was Mimi to argue? Thus she was curled up on her side on her mattress in Bohemia, a purring Puta curled up against her stomach, sleeping late while Jack fed the island their breakfast and the sun crept slowly higher in the sky. She was still ( Read more... ) -
I can't control my destiny
It took Mimi a few minutes to realize something was missing. She woke up, dragging the blankets around her and shivering as she sat up and looked toward Bagoas' bed, then Angel's ( Read more... )