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[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

Apropos limps down the steps from the rooms, staff clutched carefully with three fingers as the other two hold a book. He's reading rather intently, other hand going through vague motions as he does. Eventually he finds his way through memory to the couches, where he sits and continues with his work.

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[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

"No jokes please."

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

Why would I joke, If you are gonna let me call you that, i shouldn't make it a joke. I wouldn't make it a joke. So, No jokes. What else?

* she kisses him because there was a severe lack of kissing there and it needed to be fixed. She likes kissing him, a lot*

[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

Probobaly because he's never expecting it.

"As you say."

And then he kisses her back because as much of an asshole as he is and as bitter as he is and as sure as he is that this won't end well, he's tired and lonely and wants it, dammit.

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

You still doing whatever it was you were doing? if not I'll watch till your done.

*she grins, she doesn't figure anything else needs to be said*

[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

He blinks and picks up the text.

"Learning healing magic. And yes."

And he starts up again, peering at her every few minutes.

[wrap?]

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

*she just watches him intently the whole time, cause she is really quite interested in the whole thing*

[Yep.]