firm_detective: (lying down)
firm_detective ([personal profile] firm_detective) wrote2008-10-18 12:10 am
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Sunday Afternoon: Aftermath

When he walks into the room, L looks shaken. He's moving stiffly, and blood continues to trickle down his face from a nasty cut on his forehead; his hand is also cut. A few bruises are beginning to bloom.

He collapses into the chair closest to the door, sprawling across it.

[[Not sure where this is in the timeline -- sometime around nowish -- but L has just come from a run-in with [livejournal.com profile] curtainwizard in the Hate Room. Private to [livejournal.com profile] firm_detective and [livejournal.com profile] misamisal.]]

[identity profile] misamisal.livejournal.com 2008-10-20 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
::she nods:: Of course! ::she scampers into the next room and returns with a relatively small rectangle with a shiny read top and a black bottom::
Here you go. ::she quickly goes over the basics of where things are, then lets him have at it::
What wo uld you like to eat?

[identity profile] firm-detective.livejournal.com 2008-10-20 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
*He begins working on a puzzle, poking at the screen with the stylus.*

I think I left some German chocolate cake in there yesterday. I'm not sure what else is there.

*He frowns at the screen, which causes a tug at the cut on his forehead again. The puzzle he's working on is too easy; he changes his setting to the most difficult level available.*

[identity profile] misamisal.livejournal.com 2008-10-20 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
::opening the fridge door, then spies two slices of german chocolate cake as well as some fruit in a bowl. She brings it all to the table along with utensils then resumes sitting in her seat next to L::

[identity profile] firm-detective.livejournal.com 2008-10-20 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
*He hands the DS back to her; he has completed his puzzle on the most difficult level.*

It is amusing enough, I suppose -- certainly preferable to the sort of day I've had.

*After accepting the cake, he begins to eat it. His day seems to be improving. On a whim, he sets the plate on the coffee table, then turns to her, takes her by the shoulders, and begins to kiss her -- first gently, then with more wildness. He breaks away to say,*

Be careful of my back -- I fell on it. I'll take some paracetamol later, for the pain.

[identity profile] misamisal.livejournal.com 2008-10-20 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
::she laughs and leans forward for another kiss::
I'll be gentle. ;)