[Oh, Tyr is the sneakiest! Rita doesn't suspect a thing--and she's not one to really savour things. It tastes so good, she just can't help but wolf the next bite right down.]
You made this yourself? Wow--so it's not just stew and sandwiches you can do.
[ He laughs at that like nothing's wrong. And it isn't. He didn't put enough in there to be toxic (or kick in immediately), and she really loves the cake! He couldn't be more proud. ]
Those are just my specialities. I have books for everything else.
[ Definitely has to give her another slice later. With it gone, he sets the container and the fork out of the way so his hands are free to embrace her again. If she's lazy, she can lay on him. ]
That's right. Besides, he taught me how to make a cake back when he was here, too, so of course it's delicious.
[ And he has no doubts Rita thinks it is when she's licking her lips! But...
[ She's so cute when she's relaxed and sleepy like this. Even if he had to use a sedative to get her like this and her getting like this was more of a side-effect than the intended outcome, he likes it. How could he not want to kiss her lips!? ]
Thanks... I wanted to make something sweet for you.
[ He smiles down at her fondly, waiting for her to drift off completely. Other than when they fall asleep together, he never sees her quite like this... But she's beautiful. ]
[That's the most she manages for a reply as her eyelids get too heavy for her to keep them open. She can't even think anything's wrong; her mind just goes fuzzy and she goes limp in his arms as she falls fast asleep.]
[ That's not the best response... But he guesses he couldn't expect one when she's slipping unconscious like that. He holds her close a little longer, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead, before he shifts her around in his arms so he can carry her.
Now he'll just be really sneaky and get out of the house without anyone noticing. Given it's the City, seeing someone carrying another isn't even close to the weirdest thing to see on the streets.
Whenever Rita wakes up, she'll be in bed! Just not hers. Or Tyr's. Or even in a bedroom she recognises. ]
[Because of the sedative, her sleep is deep and dreamless, and her waking is disorienting. Cracking her eyes open feels like it takes a lot of effort, and her mind feels so fuzzy...Why did she even fall asleep, anyway?
And the room...She doesn't recognize anything from wherever she's laying. She tries to push herself up now.]
[ It's a little hard to get up since he decided cuddling with Rita while she was unconscious would make the waking up easier. He does wake up immediately when he feels her move, though - she has been almost motionless for hours, so her little push gets him. If her muscles are a little weak, he's sorry about that. ]
Good morning... I wondered when you'd get up.
[ He brings his head up to rest his cheek against her hair. ]
[She hadn't yet woken up enough to become tense, but if she had, she'd relax a bit at the sound of Tyr's voice and seeing him there next to her when she turns her head.
Since she does still feel a bit out of it, she lies back down.]
[ He's happy enough when she lies back down. It means they can cuddle a bit longer, and really, he'd rather cuddle with her when she's awake. His hand searches for hers to lace their fingers together.
Of course, he's not going to admit he's the reason she feel asleep. ]
[ So warm like this... The room they're in is warm, with cream-coloured walls and wooden furniture - bed, dresser, desk and chair... - but it's so clean it doesn't even look lived in. The walls are bare, and the door leading out the the hallway is wide open, and that, too, only shows another blank wall. ...Though there's a carpet with an oriental design going down it!
[They must be the only ones here...Rita doesn't take all that much note of the decor, because she's too busy trying to make sense of what Tyr says. This isn't his apartment, and it's not the beach house, even though she knows that's where she fell asleep.]
But it's not--we were at my place--how'd we get here?
[ Gosh Rita. But he'll explain, tone light and happy. ]
I thought it was about time we moved in together, so I put this place together... [ And with a little excitement because he wants to point out everything to her. ] This bed is actually big enough for both of us without worrying about rolling off.
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[But it's not either of their places! That's what she almost protests with, but then she just kind of stares at him, stunned. He put this place together? It's their house?!]
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Date: 2012-02-05 06:56 pm (UTC)[ If her eyes glazed over, that'd be a good thing for Tyr considering he put a sedative in the frosting.
~Sneaky~
But that's no his main concern. His main concern is how much she seems to like the cake itself! ]
It should be-- I worked pretty hard on making it.
[ Have a third bite. ]
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Date: 2012-02-05 07:23 pm (UTC)[Oh, Tyr is the sneakiest! Rita doesn't suspect a thing--and she's not one to really savour things. It tastes so good, she just can't help but wolf the next bite right down.]
You made this yourself? Wow--so it's not just stew and sandwiches you can do.
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Date: 2012-02-05 07:32 pm (UTC)[ He laughs at that like nothing's wrong. And it isn't. He didn't put enough in there to be toxic (or kick in immediately), and she really loves the cake! He couldn't be more proud. ]
Those are just my specialities. I have books for everything else.
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Date: 2012-02-05 08:01 pm (UTC)[It's not like he wants to hurt her after all, right? And that cake is one of the best she's had!]
Oh, so you have some really good books.
[All the grinning as she eats some more. The cake's disappearing pretty fast at this rate.]
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Date: 2012-02-05 08:07 pm (UTC)[ He doesn't! He would hate himself if she choked to death... Tyr is so happy that she likes his cake!! Because it's his! ]
Of course I do. Gremio left a lot of his cookbooks behind.
[ It is going fast. Once he has her, he'll have to make her some normal cake, too. It's almost to the end of the slice now. ]
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Date: 2012-02-05 08:40 pm (UTC)[That would be horrible...But that's not gonna happen as she happily devours the rest in almost no time at all.]
Mm...So you can still learn from him using his books.
That was delicious.
[Licking the chocolate from her lips! Yum. She feels pretty happy and lazy now.]
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Date: 2012-02-05 08:57 pm (UTC)[ Definitely has to give her another slice later. With it gone, he sets the container and the fork out of the way so his hands are free to embrace her again. If she's lazy, she can lay on him. ]
That's right. Besides, he taught me how to make a cake back when he was here, too, so of course it's delicious.
[ And he has no doubts Rita thinks it is when she's licking her lips! But...
He taps her on the shoulder he's laying on. ]
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Date: 2012-02-05 09:11 pm (UTC)[Since he's gonna hold her, she'll definitely go ahead and lean back into his shoulder. This is really comfortable...]
Yeah...You learned it really well.
[And she turns her head-!]
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Date: 2012-02-05 09:23 pm (UTC)[ She's so cute when she's relaxed and sleepy like this. Even if he had to use a sedative to get her like this and her getting like this was more of a side-effect than the intended outcome, he likes it. How could he not want to kiss her lips!? ]
Thanks... I wanted to make something sweet for you.
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Date: 2012-02-05 09:37 pm (UTC)[Tyr's lips are pretty good right now, too. She looks up at him with a content expression, eyes half-lidded.]
Thanks...It really was amazing...
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Date: 2012-02-05 09:46 pm (UTC)I'll make it for you any time...
[ He smiles down at her fondly, waiting for her to drift off completely. Other than when they fall asleep together, he never sees her quite like this... But she's beautiful. ]
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Date: 2012-02-06 12:22 am (UTC)Uh...
[That's the most she manages for a reply as her eyelids get too heavy for her to keep them open. She can't even think anything's wrong; her mind just goes fuzzy and she goes limp in his arms as she falls fast asleep.]
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Date: 2012-02-06 12:43 am (UTC)[ That's not the best response... But he guesses he couldn't expect one when she's slipping unconscious like that. He holds her close a little longer, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead, before he shifts her around in his arms so he can carry her.
Now he'll just be really sneaky and get out of the house without anyone noticing. Given it's the City, seeing someone carrying another isn't even close to the weirdest thing to see on the streets.
Whenever Rita wakes up, she'll be in bed! Just not hers. Or Tyr's. Or even in a bedroom she recognises. ]
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Date: 2012-02-06 12:51 am (UTC)[Because of the sedative, her sleep is deep and dreamless, and her waking is disorienting. Cracking her eyes open feels like it takes a lot of effort, and her mind feels so fuzzy...Why did she even fall asleep, anyway?
And the room...She doesn't recognize anything from wherever she's laying. She tries to push herself up now.]
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Date: 2012-02-06 12:57 am (UTC)[ It's a little hard to get up since he decided cuddling with Rita while she was unconscious would make the waking up easier. He does wake up immediately when he feels her move, though - she has been almost motionless for hours, so her little push gets him. If her muscles are a little weak, he's sorry about that. ]
Good morning... I wondered when you'd get up.
[ He brings his head up to rest his cheek against her hair. ]
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:05 am (UTC)[She hadn't yet woken up enough to become tense, but if she had, she'd relax a bit at the sound of Tyr's voice and seeing him there next to her when she turns her head.
Since she does still feel a bit out of it, she lies back down.]
Tyr...I fell asleep?
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:12 am (UTC)[ He's happy enough when she lies back down. It means they can cuddle a bit longer, and really, he'd rather cuddle with her when she's awake. His hand searches for hers to lace their fingers together.
Of course, he's not going to admit he's the reason she feel asleep. ]
Yeah... You must have been pretty tired...
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:19 am (UTC)[She's happy to hold his hand and cuddle up a bit as she slowly wakes up, and her gaze drifts around the room.]
I guess...Where are we?
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:27 am (UTC)[ So warm like this... The room they're in is warm, with cream-coloured walls and wooden furniture - bed, dresser, desk and chair... - but it's so clean it doesn't even look lived in. The walls are bare, and the door leading out the the hallway is wide open, and that, too, only shows another blank wall. ...Though there's a carpet with an oriental design going down it!
In a matter-of-fact, but proud, voice- ] Home.
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:37 am (UTC)[They must be the only ones here...Rita doesn't take all that much note of the decor, because she's too busy trying to make sense of what Tyr says. This isn't his apartment, and it's not the beach house, even though she knows that's where she fell asleep.]
But it's not--we were at my place--how'd we get here?
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Date: 2012-02-06 01:42 am (UTC)[ And he acts like this is all very obvious. ]
I carried you. You know, snuck out with you... You're not so heavy.
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Date: 2012-02-06 02:01 am (UTC)[Now she feels a bit more awake! She stares at him in slight confusion.]
All the way...Where is here?
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Date: 2012-02-06 02:06 am (UTC)[ Gosh Rita. But he'll explain, tone light and happy. ]
I thought it was about time we moved in together, so I put this place together... [ And with a little excitement because he wants to point out everything to her. ] This bed is actually big enough for both of us without worrying about rolling off.
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Date: 2012-02-06 02:25 am (UTC)Y-you did all of this?
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Date: 2012-02-06 02:37 am (UTC)We need to dress it up a little, but I thought we should do that together...
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