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Jun 17, 2008 01:08

Who: Tex and Church
When: Monday night
Where: Their home
Rating: PG - Might change
Warnings: I will update when I know~! <3 Language most likely.
Summary: Tex wakes up from being dead and she greeets a very upset Church.

( And every breath I take, it's all for you. )

red vs blue: church

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cobaltspartan13 June 17 2008, 01:56:19 UTC

'Should have been there for her, should have been the one to die' was all the normally cobalt clad Spartan could think at times. He had dark circles under his eyes. The sleep deprivation was evident. He hadn't slept since that night, not for more than a few minutes at a time. He hadn't really eaten either, didn't feel like it. He was waiting, waiting on her return and not thinking about himself in the least. He'd stopped communicated with anyone else. He really had locked himself in their room and stayed there ( ... )

texed June 17 2008, 02:12:12 UTC

Tex didn't expect the sudden hug from Church. She didn't expect any of this at all. A simple reply and "Bitch" would have suited her just fine. But- He was hugging her? A tight hug filled with love? Strange. Hopefully this would become a regular thing and not just a one off. She didn't like the idea of having to die every time she just wanted a simple hug, or a kiss for that matter.But- As much as she enjoyed this sort of affection, she did need to breath and at this moment, she was finding it sort of hard to. He was holding on just a bit too tight, but heck...She could hold on until he had finished ( ... )

cobaltspartan13 June 18 2008, 03:56:55 UTC

Church loosened his grip on the Freelancer and then let go of her completely. Maybe she didn't want to be held. Ok, blow to the ego. It was fine, he could get over the fact that the woman he'd confessed to loving only days ago didn't want to be around him now. Yeah, it'd be easy to get over. Yeah ( ... )

texed June 18 2008, 04:39:30 UTC

Tex felt the need to bash her head off a brick wall over and over as soon as he let go. For one- She did not want to be let go. For two- He was a leaning post so she didn't fall. And three- She didn't want to be let go. Well- She was enjoying the hug. She was positive not breathing for the next few minutes of her life wouldn't do anything. Apart from maybe make her face turn a pale blue, but that was it. She looked up at him with a small glare on her face ( ... )

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