Cake and Ice Cream

[vicioussweetie]

Does having two Time Lords in the same Nexus make them selectively blind or something?

They are also, I have decided, very silly.

Mortimer took me on a picnic. It was nice. Just us, and Raz and Jezel.

Tom's back. Not the one who died, the other one. We had ice cream.

So are Mistral and his friends. More of them now, some of the older ones

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[goodform]

*He had been possessed of every intent of talking about something else first. Honestly. He had. But patience has never been one of his talents*

Let me go?

[goodform]

*He closes his eyes.*

If you need me? then here you have me. You love me? I love you, Ali, we are of an accord so far.

*And without the benefit of LOL or alcohol.*

[vicioussweetie]

She smiles at that (even through all the fear and pain those are powerful words), turning her head a bit to kiss his shoulder. "Then can you forgive the ill-considered words of a woman who worries far too much?"

[goodform]

*his hand comes up to rest on her back* You told me only truth. I do not need to forgive that.

*This is perfectly genuine in this particular situation - crew members telling truths such as "the captain's hat looks a bit battered today" or "He's crazy, you know he is!" tend to not find him so forgiving. But this is Ali, and this is different...*

[vicioussweetie]

"I don't ever want to be without you," she murmurs.

[goodform]

*He repeats himself, his tone very slightly warmer than before*

You do not need to be.

[vicioussweetie]

"Thank you." She smiles up at him. "Thank you so much."

[goodform]

*She doesn't quite get a smile in return, because his temper doesn't seem to work like that: it can switch from calm to raging in an instant, but from melancholy to even keel can take a little while. However, relief allows her a brief quirk of the lips*

You are welcome. I am glad I came to see you. *he pauses, his hand moving against her back as he fidgets with the gold signet ring*

I have to go away. For no more than a day or two.

[vicioussweetie]

"...go away?" She doesn't like the sound of that. "Why?"

[goodform]

*He runs his hand over her hair. The doubt in her voice needs to be soothed*

I have received a letter. From an old travelling companion who wishes to see me once more. They have something of mine which I would like to claim, and so I must go and fetch it from them.

*he pauses, leaning his head down against hers*

I will not be gone for long, I swear it.

[vicioussweetie]

"Okay. I hope not. I'll miss you." She relaxes again, with a tiny smile. "I hope you're going someplace nice?"

[goodform]

*He thinks about this. Yes, the place he is going is nice. Full of trees, old trees, and mountains...but no sea. For a born seafarer like Hook, this is a fairly major flaw*

It is very well to visit, but I could not live there.

*And, because he is not without certain skill and charm...*

You are not there, for one...

[vicioussweetie]

She blushes happily at his words. "I do hope you can enjoy your visit despite that."

[goodform]

*He sounds amused*

It will be a terrible hardship, but I will do my utmost.

[vicioussweetie]

"I'm sure you will, my captain." She lifts her head a bit, giving him an almost challenging look. "Isn't it about time you kissed me?"

[goodform]

*Oh, a challenge, is it? Well, he's not the kind of man to back down from a challenge, so he lowers his head to meet hers, dark curls falling forward*