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Alex. Bar. Booth. Book. Tea. Add some verbs an' stuff and you might get a full sentence, whee!
The mun blames the sugar-high for the incoherent.
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"Sounded nice enough. I just...came up with it off my head. It's...fun to do that on the piano sometimes. I'll have to do that with Charlie sometime, perhaps."
He looks to Alex.
"Speaking of Charlie..."
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He tilts his head.
"Yeah?"
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There's a look. It'e the 'I hope you weren't kidding' look.
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It's a sheepish one now.
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"Well, I don't blame him, certainly... I take it he's not opposed to the idea, then?"
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"No. He was...rather enthusiastic. Exceedingly...enthusiastic. As I said...with...jumping me."
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"Looks like we've got a plan, then."
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That gets a laugh, low but loud.
"Did they skip tactics when you were trained?"
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He sobers, taking a sip of his tea. "No. I learned tactics very well during the Tusaine war."
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You know where I was going with that. No getting upset.
It helps that he sends it with a warm wave of love.
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More tea.
I was just stating a fact. Love you.
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A sip from his own beverage of choice before he peers at the book Alex is working on.
"Same thing or something new?"
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He rubs the back of his neck, getting the stiffness out.
"New one. I read quickly. This one's actually from my world, too, it was one of my favourites when I was a teenager. Gary used to try to get me to sing the songs in it at the girls he liked at night and pretend it was him."
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"You sing, Alex?"
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He shrugs. "I like it. It's relaxing."
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"I'd like to hear that sometime. Maybe...maybe a little duet. Me on the piano and...you singing. If you give me the sheet music...I'm sure I could play any of that music you were talking about."
I like your voice.
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Tortall hasn't been home for Alex for a long time. Nick is home now.
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Besides sex...not that I don't heartily enjoy the sex.
A smirk crosses his face.
"Like how we kept saying we'd spar a little?"
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"The piano's down here... could we do it some time when there weren't a lot of people around? I never got used to singing for an audience..."
He chuckles softly. "We will, eventually, I'm sure. Join in my practice next time. I do practice every day."
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"Ah, but that's...usually when I'm off comforting Charlie and ambushing David and...doing all sorts of nonsense that makes you blink when you come downstairs."
A theatrical hand to his forehead.
"However shall I do without such things?"
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He grins and sends a rather interesting image across the bloodlink.
"Or I could bribe you."
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"That's an idea. I suppose."
A sly grin.
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