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The granton flat is eactly how they left it -- though someone's been in to dust the surfaces. Skye sways as they materialize, still unused to apparating, though he's quick to steady and pull precious close ( Read more... ) -
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(From this thread.)
Skye is going to Greece, and because he cannot fuck David from Greece, he's dragging the android through to his bedroom with a hand fisted in his shirt for a very, very thorough goodbye.
"Okay, so are we good here?" he asks, but instead of awaiting an answer, he shoves David down onto the red satin sheets and crushes their ( Read more... ) -
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Again, Skye has hijacked Leif's dance studio, covered it in tinsel and various bits of sparkly thing until the walls are barely visible, and decorated a truly monstrous tree in the corner -- which the gifts sit beneath. There's a table for drinks, mercifully left undrugged this time, and the man himself is prancing around the room in full Christmas ( Read more... ) -
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A very excited Skye is setting up crockery and cutlery on the dining room table of his harem apartment, an oddly domestic act for him. He seems to be relishing it, though, checking his phone every ten seconds or so and grinning so wide he looks a little unhinged ( Read more... ) -
best birthday gift ever~
Gabe is Skye's slave for exactly twenty-four hours and even Ree doesn't know what even, yet, but here is where the ridiculous goes. -
for everyone who didn't hear me squealing all over aim last night~
I, like Skye (which is weirdly coincidental), am unexpectedly going to be chucking spears at Nessie with penitent_angel all weekend, and as such unavailable for tagging.
hit me up here or PM me if there's anything you want me to respond to that i might've missed.
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fuck everything.
It's obscenely late, Skye is jet-lagged to all hell and there's nobody around to screw away his feelings; despite all of this, he can't sleep. The reason for this is unclear even to him. Sure, Venice had fucking sucked -- work was a shitstorm, he barely saw any of the city's sights, kitten had made himself scarce after the first night to be with ( Read more... ) -
come and brighten up my day~
Text conversation finished, Skye sets his phone aside and returns to ticking off orders on an invoice sheet. The dullness of the work is tempered by the amount of alcohol he's drinking, and now the added allure of Smith showing up to divert him -- an all-better-now Smith with potentially exciting news who is no longer constantly clutching his head ( Read more... )
