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ʟɪʟ "ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋ ᴡɪꜰᴇ" ᴄʀᴀᴡʟᴇʏ ([personal profile] glassbox) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2013-02-05 12:20 am

nothing ventured, nothing gained.

WHO: lil and cross.
WHERE: his place.
WHEN: morning.
WARNINGS: two tall people with bad manners!
SUMMARY: this is domestic.
FORMAT: quicklog.

[ it's still strange to wake up and find a man who's not her husband in bed with her. she isn't sure she'll ever be used to it entirely, and on her bad days, isn't sure she wants to, but today is a better day, and she's as close to content as she ever can be. she isn't raging -- she's always a little crazy, a little tragic, but dangerously close to content. as long as she doesn't think about madison too long or too hard. if she does that, her chest starts to get tight, her emotions start to reel, and regret threatens to swallow her whole.

so lil does her best not to.

she's looking at herself in the mirror as she rinses the toothpaste from her mouth. mutant genes have helped her age gracefully -- she doesn't look as middle-aged as she feels sometimes -- but all that raw emotion has started to show, she thinks, in the slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. she stares a minute, her grip on the sides of the sink tightening briefly, then leans to spit into the sink. minty fresh.

leaning out of the bathroom, she calls out:
]

You up, hon?
ioudas: (hither)

[personal profile] ioudas 2013-02-05 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
(he's done well to hide whatever problems he's been having at work: avoiding madison, eating lunch alone and generally just staying out of everyone's way. cross had been so contently curled up around her like some giant cat before she had gotten up.

he was a very strange man, and for a while he tried to hide it to make himself seem more charming but really what man sits in his bedroom naked in front of the sun and sunbathes.

cross does.
)

Barely. (he mumbles, finishing off some grading before stretching in front of it.)

Aren't you a welcome sight in the morning.
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it is aokay (◡‿◡✿)  

[personal profile] ioudas 2013-02-18 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
(he looks up from the newspaper that he was reading (more like doing the crossword in hopes of learning more about pop culture) before extending an arm in a motion for her to come sit on him.

exorcists watch people, in order to be able to pick out a demon wearing a person's skin and a genuine person, they had to be adept at it. he offers her a weak smile before sighing.
)

My darling, you are Aphrodite herself. I, on the other hand, was cursed to be born a pale boy from the isles. It takes a lot of effort to keep me looking like this.

(oh god, the freckles, if he didn't sit in the sun too long. or maybe he'd go back to his original pale self, the epitome of that terrible stereotype.)
ioudas: (hither)

[personal profile] ioudas 2013-02-19 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
(he gives a content sigh, leaning against her as he finishes off reading an anti-import editorial and basically throwing the newspaper on the floor.)

You wouldn't know it, but I was not always this handsome. There was a time when I was not.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-02-25 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
(he kisses her fingers before making a pleased sort of noise. deep down on the inside, cross marian is just a giant cat.)

Actually, before I got conscripted into the Holy Dark Order, I used to be really lanky because I was piss poor. Can you imagine it? Short hair, terrible beard that was unkempt and I smelled terrible.

(it didn't matter that he was making it up, but there was some truth in the sentiment. a part of him thought that she'd hate to learn that he was skinny because he worked in a lab and that the only reason that he became this bulky was so that he could perform better in battle.)

Anyway, society intervened and I had to shape up.
Edited 2013-02-25 05:23 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-02-25 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
(he didn't put too much stock in feelings, the fact that many a person had called him cold in the past was any indication, he wasn't about to put stock in them now. except for the irony of the fact that lilian was on his lap because he had felt something for her in the first place.

he sighs dramatically, even almost comically as he seems to resign himself to the fate of lilian being far out of his league.
)

And that, is why every morning I sit in the sun. Can you imagine if all of this was pale and had freckles? Never again.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-01 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
(he gives her a small smile, always hiding something (hiding everything, it seems lately) that it's become his nature. he can't provide her security, it would be false. he's going to flirt with people and he'll suffer the consequences.

all he has to offer is that when she needs him, he'll be there.
)

You say that now. Plus, I'm quite sure that all of the freckles were on the side of the face that got lost.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-10 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Darling, please. You can acknowledge the mask that covers my face.

(he sighs, resigning himself to this fact. maybe it's the fact that he's sure that she could care less.)
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-10 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing.

(he shrugs, it's been attached to his face for so long that it literally has become a part of him. some people think it makes him look untrustworthy, some are intrigued by it, but in the end of the day it does what it's supposed to.)

It's an old battle wound that took the majority of my face off. It's a lot easier to talk to people when they're not wondering where the hell your face is.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-15 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
(he gives her a small smile, thankful that she didn't press on about it. of course, there was only so long that he could go without actually telling her anything. however, these small victories are worth it; her sitting in his lap, the two of them almost reaching normal (it's never normal with him, it never will be) and for once, he allows himself to be...content.

it terrifies him, and he's thankful that she's on the side with the mask so that she can't see it. it's almost as if he's calculating what her chances of survival are with him, or what's the probability that all of this would be ruined.
)

You're really special, you know that?
ioudas: (bold)

[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-20 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
I won't stop, I fear.

(he rubs her back, slightly. maybe today he'll sketch her expression in his journal, next to his findings of something mundane or the other. it's a silly thing that he does, but he figures if he doesn't sketch or diagram everything that he's encountered, he'll never learn.

lillian is just one of the few subjects that he likes to do for memories sake.
)

Are you sure you have to go be a productive member of society?
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-26 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
(he gets up, wrapping himself around her with such ease and starts to carry her back to bed.)

We could just lie together in bed, all day. I could read, you could lay there being gorgeous. Maybe we'll have a quick shag every once and a while.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-26 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
So, that's a yes? I'll call in sick, and you can make it better.

(he's perfectly content carrying her around the place, before deciding to unceremoniously dumping them both on the bed. a kiss on the cheek before he absolutely spreads out like a huge cat.)
Edited 2013-03-26 07:39 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-03-31 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
(he takes it, throwing an arm over his shoulder to rest his head in his hand.)

Fed Tim, read a couple of books, I'm going out for drinks later tonight and ... that's pretty much it. Look at that, I got something done.
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[personal profile] ioudas 2013-04-04 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
(he looks so happy in that moment; grabbing her fingers and kissing them again.)

We have all the time in the world.