RP planning post, please ignore

[hsavinien]

 ENSYNE, R: Shit.  [sound identified: gulp] 

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[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

*snerk* Well, I'd hope a little sooner, otherwise they're going to be thirty in game-time before they get sex.

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

...this is true.

HEY HEY I KNOW. WHY DON'T YOU PUT EVERYTHING IN ONE TEXT BOX AND I'LL FORMAT IT FOR US? /lazy procrastinating procrastinator

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

ENSYNE, R: Shit. [sound identified: gulp]

LATTIMER, R: Hey, it's okay. [sound identified: blank noise, subgenre; soothing]

[sound identified: fabric rustling, subgenre: clothing]

ENSYNE, R: I can't even- [sound muffled, speculation: cloth] be a hero in their stupid test, I have to be the asshole who shoots before he asks questions, and kills some guy and gets court-martialed and deserves it.

LATTIMER, R: No. No way. They told you to protect those cadets and you did. He didn't even give you any choice. If they wanted someone more qualified they should have gotten someone that was actually trained to do the job.

ENSYNE, R: Two- [sound muffled, speculation: cloth] out of three isn't great results.

LATTIMER, R: It's better than a lot of people would have done. Some people would have just froze and let them all get killed, you know? Hey... [sound identified: kiss, subgenre; comforting] Hey, come on. You were able to save those other two cadets, right?

ENSYNE, R: I...maybe. It's...

[silence: 7 seconds]

ENSYNE, R: He was six inches from me. I was looking into his eyes.

LATTIMER, R: What did you see?

ENSYNE, R: Don't ask me that. [sound identified: breath, subgenre: harsh]

LATTIMER, R: Okay. Sorry. I didn't-

ENSYNE, R: No, it's... I don't want to think about it.

[silence: 8 seconds]

ENSYNE, R: I don't want to think.

LATTIMER, R: 'kay. Hey, come here, we can just lie here and not think.

ENSYNE, R: [volume: 50%] Rees. [sound identified: kiss]

LATTIMER, R: It's all right, I've got you. Tell me what you need.

ENSYNE, R: I... [sound muffled, speculation: cloth] I don't want to ask for something you don't want.

[silence: 52 seconds]

ENSYNE, R: Sorry...

LATTIMER, R: No, it's. I. I've been meaning to talk to you about that, actually.

ENSYNE, R: Um. Oh? [tone: worry]

LATTIMER, R: Yeah. You um. You're kind of amazing, you know that?

ENSYNE, R: Um. You really think so?

LATTIMER, R: Yeah. You have like, infinite reserves of patience. Not a lot of other people would have been okay with my inhibitions, you know? They'd have tried to pressure me, or just not bothered at all, right? But you, you've just been waiting for me to get there on my own even if there was a chance I never would, with you, I mean.

And I um. I think, I think I'm there.

ENSYNE, R: Um. Really?

LATTIMER, R: Well, I said I wanted it to be with someone special, right? I can't think of anyone more special than you, you know?

ENSYNE, R: [sound muffled, speculation: cloth] Oh.

[sound identified: fabric rustling, subgenre: clothing]

[sound identified: kiss, subgenre: hesitant]

LATTIMER, R: I'm not going to break, you know. [sound identified: laughter, subgenre; nervous]

ENSYNE, R: R-right. Um. [sound identified: fabric rustling, subgenre: clothing] Less clothing?

[sound identified: kiss, subgenre: long]

LATTIMER, R: I'll never object to you with less clothing.

ENSYNE, R: Heh. 'kay. [sound identified: fabric rustling, subgenre: unbuttoning]

ENSYNE, R: U-um, no.

[silence: 5 seconds]

ENSYNE, R: I. [sound identified: deep breath] I love you, Rees.

LATTIMER, R: I love you too. [sound identified: kiss, subgenre; passionate]

ENSYNE, R: Um. [sound identified: kiss, subgenre; passionate] Before we get any farther. Do you, um...want to do me? It'll be easier for first time.

LATTIMER, R: Ah.. um... yes?

ENSYNE, R: [sound identified: laugh] Okay. Sounds good. C'mere.

END AUDIO RECORD

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

...wow, I wish you'd said something before I actually copypasted most of that. I didn't think you'd actually do it.

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

>_> I am ridiculously helpful.

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

ALSO NO LAZY. :D

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

Heh.

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

At our house on Bajor, it is very possible I'll try to make you get up and walk across an entire room just to hand me something that is three inches out of arm's length just because I am too lazy to lean over a little more to get it.

I have done this to people before. You never should have told me that you're helpful.

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

Nooo, I will not do that. I will throw socks at you if you try it.

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

That is the general response. (Also, I initially misread that as rocks, not socks.)

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

*tch* No, if I were to throw rocks at you, they would be "rocks" (aka tennis balls) and you would be armored.

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

I prefer socks.

...they're clean socks, right? Like, you're not going to randomly take your own socks off and throw at me?

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

Whatever floats your hovercraft.

Well, that depends on what I have handy...

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

But I cannot retaliate properly! I don't wear shoes! (Well, I mean, I wear them if I have to go places, but not around the house or if I'm just wandering about outside.)

And no shoes means no socks. :D

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

That sounds like problem for you. :D

*snerk*

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

I AM GOING TO CARRY AROUND A LARGE BASKET OF SOCKS FOR IF YOU START PELTING ME WITH YOURS.

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

Mwahahaha.

Also, wouldn't that be more work than just reaching for the whatever-it-is three inches away in the first place?

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

Yes, but that's not the point. You'd get this if you were as lazy as me.

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

*pats* ^_^