ext_84458 ([identity profile] faithful-slayer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-06-20 10:35 pm
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Faith comes in from outdoors, looking quietly pleased, and acquires dinner and coffee, then curls up in front of the fireplace.

Tomorrow, there will be blood and violence and possibly all manner of woe. Tonight...tonight was good.

As Alain would say, it is well.
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[identity profile] faithful-slayer.livejournal.com 2005-06-21 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
"You were sixteen? You looked about twelve."
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[personal profile] bloodyrockgod 2005-06-21 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I looked about twelve until I was twenty-two," he says dryly.

[identity profile] faithful-slayer.livejournal.com 2005-06-21 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Faith blinks.

Then grins.

"So, about a week before we met, then?"
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[personal profile] bloodyrockgod 2005-06-21 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm twenty-six!"

[identity profile] faithful-slayer.livejournal.com 2005-06-21 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Faith looks very dubious.
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[personal profile] bloodyrockgod 2005-06-21 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd show you my driver's license if I hadn't lost my wallet in the crash. But you can ask Liam. He's two years and six months older than me, almost exactly.

"But, my love, I want to say good night to Sethie and give Bartleby pleasant dreams, so adieu, parting is such sweet sorrow." He kisses her cheek again. "Good night."
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