let's tie words, 'cuz they amount to nothing

[futurebatwoman]

WHO: Ghost & Max
WHERE: Max & Midii's apartment
WHEN: backdated to Sunday evening?
WARNINGS: none probably
SUMMARY: Ghost brings broken things for Max to fix.
FORMAT: Quick.

[ she had decided to take the afternoon off to relax, and even though it was now rapidly heading into evening she hadn't made any movement to stop working yet, holed up crosslegged on her bed with her electronics. Midii was out for the evening, she would probably go patrolling far later but not yet. for now, she was obligation free and thinking as she worked.

She was worried about Ghost. She hadn't been acknowledging it, but she was. She didn't think he was eating or sleeping enough (not that he ever did), and something was bothering him. She wasn't sure how she could tell. It was instinctive. But she didn't know what to do about it, or how to ask. She wasn't entirely certain how to slide back into the easy routine after their last few conversations.

So for now she was fixing the things she could fix, and thinking. ]

Comments

[hacktivist]

I know. [At the motion forward, his eyes half close, his arms come up slowly to touch her back, to draw her against him and make her feel welcome.]

You are well within your rights to make requests of me, regarding conduct you find difficult to mesh.

[futurebatwoman]

[ she folds into his arms easily, wrapping her own around him. This is easy as breathing, she thinks, and she's smiling when she tilts her head on his shoulder to look up. ]

Ghost. [ For a moment she lets his name linger on her lips, a certain almost possessive tinge to it. ] Thank you.