The Apology Meme
You've done something incredibly stupid. Maybe you've said the wrong thing. Maybe you broke something that wasn't yours. Or, maybe you broke a promise. Whatever the reason, you have to find a way to apologize to the person you hurt.
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Cows, it seems, don't simply walk off trucks in the middle of the night to be a nice surprise for the morning. So much for Daisy here being all placid and chewing a few flowers in the dawn, heavy bell around her neck making a deep, dull sound as the lady of the house glances out the window with her morning coffee.
No. This cow is busy mooing and stomping feet and trying her hardest to splatter him into the metal wall. Which won't be nice if she succeeds, as Deacon will continue to feel it until the sun rises and puts him out his misery.
(ooc: Long time no see! Sorry for the absence, I've been out of action with a trapped nerve...)
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Leaning up on her bed, she pulled the curtains to the side to make sure she wasn't hearing things - was that a cow she heard making that racket? - and her squinting turned into wide eyes and a dropped jaw.
When the racket grew, Beth Ann hurried downstairs, totally disregarding the robe on the back of her bedroom door. And because there was only one person that would show up in the middle of the night with a cow in tow, she didn't bother with the shotgun she kept behind the door, either. She headed in bare feet, shorts and a tank top to the back of the trailer to see what she could do.
"A cow? Really." She says it in a raised voice as she tugs sharply to bring the bovine under control.
[OOC: No worries! Are you feeling better??]
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At her voice, he looked around the cow's broad hindquarters to give her a frustrated look. "Don't dare tell me you don't want it."
Even with his vampiric strength, it took some effort to shove the thing down the ramp.
(ooc: Better than I was. I'm seeing a chiropractor now, which is an experience)
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Once the silly cow had been maneuvered out of the truck and onto terra firma, Beth Ann unhooked the rope and let it drop to the ground with a sigh. Now she was filthy, too, but she turned to Deacon with a shake of her head.
"Why on Earth are you here?" Her bed head had been made worse by wrestling with Daisy (who was now blissfully wandering around the yard and making friends). It didn't stop her from reaching up a little self-consciously. After all, she wanted to look good for middle of the night visits, even if she wasn't happy with him.
[OOC: I can imagine. Do you know how you pinched it?]
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"I owe you for the chicken." He'd promised not to hurt any of the members of her household, but he hadn't been able to resist and at the time killing a chicken had seemed a good way to cheat at that promise. For him, taking livestock had been beneath him so it had seemed like he was compromising. It wasn't his fault the fucking birds had names. "I thought that fresh milk would go well with your eggs."
(ooc: I suspect its an ongoing problem for years that, thanks to a succession of doctors that didn't really care, has been frequently misdiagnosed until the day I woke up unable to move >_<)
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She gives a little wince when he wipes at his face and at the same time cringes inwardly when she thinks about what she looks like. "Come inside, Deacon. You, um. Need a shower." Frankly, so did she.
[OOC: Ack, that's just no good. I'm glad you're on the way to being better.]
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"I'd planned to just leave her and go again..." He trailed off because really, he felt disgusting. He'd have to stop at a motel or something to change before heading back anyway, and now that she was awake there was no reason for him to sneak away.
"Okay." He nodded and followed her in, leaving the damn cow to look so innocent and harmless now.
(ooc: I'm just impatient to get fixed now. I'm going to spend 3 months with Scud's mun in July and have a 14 hour flight that I want to be comfortable during)
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Shaking her head, she pulled towels out of the linen closet in her downstairs closet and handed them to him. "If you leave your clothes, I'll make sure they're clean in an hour and a half. Well, the shirt's probably ruined. I might have something else... not nearly as stylish, though."
She handed him the towels and motioned to the bathroom and shower. "Everything else you might need is in there. I'll be upstairs when you're done."
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"Thanks. You don't have to wash my clothes. I could just give them a rinse in the sink..." And he'd still have to wait for them to dry, but he wouldn't mind the excuse to hang about until tomorrow night.
"I'm sorry I woke you." He said over his shoulder as he headed to the bathroom.
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It wasn't like he needed an excuse to stay for a while. He had to know that, by this point, she didn't mind his company. Though she was halfway up the stairs when he gave his parting shot, she had to smile again and peer over the railing at him. "It's okay. It's always good to see you, Deacon. I mean it." And she did.
In her room, she didn't bother going back to sleep, and she didn't turn on the overhead lights -- just the dim one next to her bed. Then she got in the shower herself.
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