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[lvpd_sidle]

Sara is downstairs, seated in a booth. Despite the obvious presence of the illness, she is feeling rather relaxed this morning.

She's in the process of deciphering her older notes. Feel free to distract.

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[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

He places his arm around her, and puts down the papers. He looks at her, smirking again as it to show she hasn't won yet, but he doesn't care at the moment.

[lvpd_sidle]

A true hero always goes down fighting, forestalling the inevitable. Smirk smirk smirk.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

He stares at her, trying not to give into the urge to go for the sappy smile. That would be too sure a sign he's lost.

Instead, he takes a sheet of paper and a pen, and writes on the back.

Maybe a little talking is okay?

[lvpd_sidle]

Are you sure? I wouldn't want to bring more doom in.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

He makes a very thoughful face.

I think that's a chance we'll just have to take.

[lvpd_sidle]

You sure? It must be tiring listening to me babble day in and day out.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

I could never - would never - grow tired of the sweet voice of my nightbird.

Besides, it's notlike I don't go on now and again.

[lvpd_sidle]

She doesn't say anything. But she does lean over and kiss him.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

He kisses her back, and holds her, and smiles.

"Sometimes, silence is golden," he says in a whisper. And after that, he just holds her and lets the silence take hold once more.

[time to wrap. have a good one!]

[lvpd_sidle]

"Yes it is," she whispers back.